A Daily Lottery Turned Me into a Witch

Transported to a Western fantasy world, I became a noble with garbage-tier aptitude. Although I awakened a talent that lets me draw a lottery every day, most of the stuff I pulled was pure junk. He...

Chapter 155 Seraph Brand Milk Powder (1/2)

When the sun set outside and the starlight gradually enveloped the earth, Hecate teleported to the outskirts of the capital and activated the demon summoning formation.

Although the little skeleton will not be harmed by the sunlight during the day, and the little skeleton can also be summoned in Eleusion, Hecate always feels that it is a little less interesting if this magic is not used at night and in deserted places.

After thinking about it, well, it’s less evil.

After the purple-black light of the magic circle disappeared and a strange little skeleton appeared in front of him, Hecate confirmed his inner thoughts. It turned out that he had to go to a deserted place at night.

A few months ago, I summoned the little skeleton and helped her make a lot of rib equipment. Now the little skeleton has a set of rib armor, rib wings, rib weapons, rib crown...

All in all, every time she summons the little skeleton, she always has a new way to deal with it.

Now Hecate couldn't bear to look at the little skeleton's appearance. It was too ugly. It was not as good as the slim skeleton at the beginning.

"Master, the great Seraph asks you~"

Well, this guy became like this after he knew he was a Seraph.

The Angel God helped her recall a lot of past events, but because she had no brain, she forgot everything in a few days.

Hecate held his forehead and felt a little headache. Oh, Seraphim, why did he become like this?

Moreover, she did not dare to help the little skeleton improve its strength. The more she improved, the stronger the holy light from the bones would become, so it could only stop at the mage level.

"Master, do you have a headache?" The little skeleton asked with concern, and then said: "I know, I have gained a lot of brains. The source of troubles in life is because of brains. As long as I don't have brains, I can live happily every day!"

"Owner!"

"Please leave your brain to me!"

"This great Seraph will make the master feel happy!" The little skeleton slapped the rib breastplate, making it clang.

Hecate was speechless. I feel like you are the source of my headache!

Forget it, forget it, don’t get entangled with brainless skeletons, otherwise you will only be asking for trouble.

"I called you here because I have a task for you." Hecate took out a piece of parchment with a teleportation array from hell engraved on it. As long as a similar magic array was drawn on both sides, the monsters from hell could be teleported over.

"When you are done, take your rib powder and sprinkle it on the pattern on the parchment. Then tell the monsters in hell that this is the teleportation array to leave hell."

The little skeleton took the parchment, looked at it, scratched his head and said, "It looks complicated, but for the master, this Seraph will try his best!"

"Well, as soon as possible, you have to finish it before I summon you next month. I have a big one!"

"It's all on this Seraph!"

"Oh, and give me some of your ribs, I have them."

The little skeleton laughed and said, "Master, have you finally discovered how valuable my ribs are? As long as they are not inside my chest, they are very valuable!"

Hecate: "......"

As the little skeleton spoke, he took off his rib breastplate, and then broke his ribs one by one in front of Hecate.

Hecate quickly stopped him and said, "I see you have a lot of spare ribs, don't you? Didn't the Angel Lord give you a storage device? Just give me those old ones! No need to waste money!"

Although the Angel Lord did not understand why the little skeleton was so obsessed with the ribs, he still gave her a space equipment specifically for storing the ribs.

The little skeleton tilted his head and said, "But those are not fresh anymore. How can the master use my old ribs?"