Chapter 523: Devil Summoning (Super Big Chapter)

The crystal was gray-black in color, with dark brown streaks flowing slowly on the surface, like some strange liquid.

This is the Undead Crystal.

Moreover, it is the highest grade undead crystal.

The undead crystal has only one use, and that is to store living souls. It absorbs the souls that have just died into the crystal and releases them when sacrifice is needed. Some demons like all kinds of souls the most, especially those souls that are full of resentment and hatred, which are simply the demons' favorite tonic.

There have always been legends about demons on the Dusk Continent, but they rarely appear on the Dusk Continent in normal times.

Ron even seriously suspected that the so-called demons were most likely fallen angels from heaven, or remnants of the Twilight Dynasty that had not been completely wiped out.

Lahado originally planned to use the souls stored in the undead crystal to summon a powerful demon for emergency use. He considered things very seriously and carefully. He had to take into account the possibility that even if Ron and the evil spirit were both injured, he would still be unable to suppress the other side. If this happened, the role of the demon would be revealed.

In order to ensure that the summoned demon was strong enough, Lahado even asked Dyson to go to the human world and collect 100,000 souls.

With the existence of these 100,000 living souls, the demons summoned must be very terrifying. Once upon a time, Lahado even felt that even if Ron and the evil spirit were not both injured, the demons summoned by these 100,000 living souls would be enough to kill the two monsters.

Before, Dyson had already given this undead crystal to Lahado. After all, this thing was spooky and wearing it made him feel cold and covered with goose bumps.

Dyson even often felt that countless ghosts were crawling on the crystal, and he could hear some sharp, hoarse, painful cries from time to time.

Even though Dyson was a skilled fighter, he still felt that this thing was a bit too weird. He thought he couldn't control it, so he threw it to Lahado early on, just like throwing away a hot potato.

After all, this undead crystal is very important, and Lahado has been keeping it carefully in his arms. He didn't expect that it would fall out of his pocket.

Looking at the dark brown crystal in front of him, Lahado couldn't help but see a hint of madness flash across his eyes.

This may be the only chance.

He didn't know what was wrong with his body. He was obviously not injured, neither his body nor his soul had a single scar. But the invisible fear and indescribable despair were like a mountain pressing directly on Lahado's head, making his body curl up on the ground, wriggling slowly like a humble worm, unable to even struggle to get up.

"Whisper, wheeze!" The wheezing sound in Lahado's throat sounded as violent as a bellows.

He moved his throat desperately to swallow his saliva, and managed to raise his head a little bit, looking forward with his vision which had become a little blurry without him noticing.

When he saw the bear-man army, Lahado couldn't help but tremble.

His gaze had only been away for a dozen seconds, but that group of elite bearmen seemed to have spent more than a decade. Each of them had aged beyond recognition, and their originally silver-glittering hair now seemed to have turned into pale dead grass.

The originally sharp claws have now become dull and dark.

Some of the bear men even had their teeth starting to fall out.

Their skin and muscles are becoming loose, and they have long lost their original invincible strength.

Their time is being plundered at a rapid pace.

If the current situation continues to develop, perhaps it won't be long before hundreds of thousands of elite bearmen soldiers will completely die of old age... No, maybe it won't take too long. When Lahado looked over, he had clearly discovered that some older bearmen soldiers could no longer withstand this endless plundering. The luster in their eyes had quickly dimmed, and the breath of life had silently disappeared from their bodies.

The power of time is so terrifying.

This silent death was even more despairing than the massacre caused by the rising sun.

Unable to wait any longer, Lahado struggled desperately. He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, trying to grab the Undead Crystal in his palm. At this moment, Lahado once again discovered an abnormality.

Gray-black traces, like streams of water, were rapidly flowing towards the Undead Crystal and gradually seeping into the crystal.

Two lines of scarlet tears rolled down the corners of Lahado's eyes.

His heart was filled with sorrow.

He knew what those gray-black marks were; they were the souls of the dead orcs.

It was because he made a wrong decision in his arrogance that he pushed so many bearmen warriors directly into the abyss of hell.

It was his fault. The deaths of so many bearmen warriors were all caused by his sins.

And now, Lahado wants to make up for this sin.

He couldn't bring back the lives that had already been lost, but at least he wanted the bearmen warriors who were still alive to live well.

The trembling fingertips moved slowly, almost inch by inch, towards the Undead Crystal. Before it could touch the crystal, Lahado once again saw the changes on the Undead Crystal.

Originally, a large number of souls were constantly being absorbed by the Undead Crystal, and the gray-black traces were like dense streams.

But suddenly, the stream began to thin out.

The number of souls absorbed by the Undead Crystal is becoming fewer and fewer.

This seemed to be a good thing. The decrease in souls absorbed by the undead crystals seemed to mean a decrease in the number of bearmen warriors dying...but Lahado did not feel at ease at all. He even felt more solemn. He did not know what had happened, but his intuition told him that the impact of this change must be very bad.

He raised his eyelids with difficulty, and his eyeballs moved slowly, looking in the direction of the gray-black threads. But after just one glance, his pupils shrank instantly, and the depths of his eyes were dark.

Countless gray-black silk threads, densely packed, almost covered the entire sky.

The traces of living souls gathered together like tangled poisonous snakes.

With just a casual glance, Lahado knew that in such a short period of time, tens of thousands of bearmen warriors had died. These souls seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force and were rushing in the opposite direction, which was the direction where Ron was.

Finally, when his gaze moved to where Ron was, an uncontrollable cry came out of his throat.

Just above Ron's head, a tall, slender and well-proportioned beautiful girl had appeared. The girl was full of mystery and her cheeks were delicate and perfect. Even the most beautiful fox girl would feel ashamed in front of her.

The half-black and half-white long hair fluttered freely behind the girl in the biting cold wind.

Both of those eyes, one black and one white, were filled with a cold light, as if they were gods high above, without any mercy for the creatures in the lower world.

The girl's hands were open, as if she was hugging something.

The girl seemed to be releasing some kind of mysterious energy, and on the battlefield in front of the girl, countless souls that had just died seemed to be attracted by this mysterious force. They squirmed towards the girl's body like crazy, then quickly merged into the girl's body and were directly absorbed by this mysterious girl.

What's worse, there were a large number of bearmen warriors who had just died, and their souls were forcibly extracted before they had a chance to separate from their bodies.

The girl's body was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. No matter how many souls it swallowed, there was no sign of expansion.

In an instant, there was only despair in Lahado's eyes.

demon.

Only demons feed on souls.

This mysterious Ron is actually accompanied by a powerful demon.

Hahahahahaha… At this moment, Lahado even had the urge to laugh out loud. He wanted to question this damn thief God, why was he so cruel to him? He wanted to rely on the power of the devil to fight to the death, but who would have thought that Ron was accompanied by a devil!

Woo, woo, woo! Like a gloomy cry, or like the sound of a cold wind blowing, it echoed in Lahado's ears.

He looked in the direction where the sound came from, and was shocked to find that even the living souls stored in the Undead Crystal seemed unable to resist the power of the mysterious girl and were being forcibly extracted from the Undead Crystal.

What a terrifying existence.

Lahado had almost given up hope of revenge.

Ron's strength was so terrifying that a random spell could wipe out tens of thousands of elite orcs. A secret technique of manipulating time could directly make hundreds of thousands of bearmen motionless, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of bearmen were ruthlessly harvested.

He was not even willing to let go of these hundreds of thousands of souls. A powerful demon was devouring these newly dead souls.

Faced with such a powerful being, Lahado really couldn't think of any other means by which he could get revenge.

Lahado knew that the orcs were doomed.

The Orcs lost 200,000 elite bearmen. Even if they could barely survive this disaster, they no longer had the capital to attack the human world.

If Ron had a more vicious heart, I'm afraid that except for the fox girl clan, who have a chance to continue their bloodline for the sake of the sisters Bai Yuan and Bai Lan, all other orcs will be eliminated from the Dusk Continent by Ron.

But Lahado was unwilling to accept such a failure.

Even though he knew how insignificant he was and how terrible his resistance would be in front of Ron, he still wanted to struggle desperately.

The fingers finally touched the undead crystal.

The bone-chilling cold made Lahado shiver.

Even Lahado in his normal state would instinctively hate this undead crystal, but at this moment, Lahado could no longer care about that.

He opened his mouth and a big smile appeared on his face.

Immediately, Lahado suddenly exerted force with two fingers, and with a snap, the undead crystal was crushed.

Woo! Suddenly, ghosts cried and wolves howled.

One hundred thousand souls were instantly released from the Undead Crystal.

Countless living souls crowded together and floated into the air.

The original day seemed to have turned into an eternal, inky night.

At the moment when the undead crystal was crushed, Lahado didn't know where he got the strength and courage from. He actually broke free from the suppression of fear on himself, and suddenly sat up on the ground, his hands making complex gestures and patterns.

Except for the fox girl, other orcs do not have the qualifications to be magicians.

But obviously, Lahado, the guardian of destiny, is an exception. He can use magic, although he is not particularly good at it.

Madness and desire flashed in his narrow eyes, and complicated and gloomy spells came out of his mouth. His purpose was to summon the supreme demon in the abyss... the Lord of the Abyss who controls darkness and rules the abyss.

Mysticism is very popular in the Dusk Continent.

Summoning demons is also a very popular school of thought in mysticism.

According to legend, all demons live in the abyss, a place more terrifying and gloomy than hell, where a large number of twisted and terrifying monsters live.

These monsters, restricted by the rules of the abyss, cannot easily leave the abyss.

Only when the intelligent life on the Dusk Continent tries to trade with them, can they briefly have the qualification to leave the abyss.

And for these monsters, there is only one kind of reward they like most, and that is... soul.

As Lahado's spell became more crazy and intense, the space around him even began to distort, as if an invisible force was tearing the boundary between reality and illusion.

Strange dark red lights began to rise from the ground and condensed into twisted runes in the air. They rotated and collided in the air, eventually forming a huge magic circle.

The air was filled with the smell of decay and evil, and the energy of the magic circle was gathering, as if some unimaginable creature was about to emerge from the depths of the earth.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The smile on Lahado's face became more and more distorted. Although it was his first time to summon a demon, he knew that this was a sign of a successful summoning.

Sure enough, in the next second the world suddenly fell silent, as if even time had frozen at this moment. Then, a deafening roar spread from underground, like thunder, shaking everything around it.

Huge cracks spread in all directions as if they were risking their lives.

Just above the ground, a black light shot up into the sky, as if to swallow up all the light.

…

The abyss really exists.

This place is not shrouded in thick darkness as in the legend. On the contrary, it is very bright, but this brightness is a little different from the ordinary, like blood-red, reflecting in every corner of the abyss.

There is not even a single green plant in the abyss.

There is not a single stream.

There is not a single normal animal.

There are only strange rocks here and flames jumping on the rocks.

Fires were burning everywhere, causing the abyss to constantly maintain heat waves that were enough to distort the soul, and the air seemed to be filled with a strong smell of sulfur.

Just above the core area of ​​the abyss is a huge black hole.

Countless creatures of strange shapes were gathering around the bottom of the black hole. They raised their heads, and their eyes of all shapes and sizes were all staring at the black hole, their eyes full of anticipation.

no way.

They are all demons.

The Abyss is so boring.

Demons have almost eternal life, but for these demons, eternity is not a gift, but more like permanent torture, and the depth is an eternal cage.

Even the demons who have lived in the abyss for thousands or tens of thousands of years cannot bear the pain of being burned by fire. They have to endure the pain of being burned by fire every moment.

In the abyss, countless fights occur almost every day and every second. These fights may not necessarily be for profit, but to find an opportunity to be killed by other beings.

But for those demons who don't want to die yet, the only chance to temporarily avoid the pain of being burned by fire is to accept the call of the intelligent life on the Dusk Continent.

After the two parties reach a contract, the demons will leave the abyss for a short time and will no longer have to endure the pain of being burned by fire. In the process of completing the contract, if they can devour enough souls, their resistance to fire will be enhanced, and the pain of the fire burning on their bodies will be correspondingly reduced.

That's why these demons take the contract extremely seriously.

The intelligent beings on the Dusk Continent had no idea that praying to the gods was not as efficient as summoning demons. The demons in the abyss always responded to every request, and as long as it was agreed upon in the contract, they would definitely exceed it by 100%, which would definitely satisfy the employer.

However, eight thousand years ago, when the seven orthodox religions were founded, the faith of the Dusk Continent was established.

The worship of the devil was directly destroyed.

Almost all the devil's believers were sent to the stake and burned alive. Even some devil worship books were burned to ashes. This directly led to fewer and fewer devil's believers and a lower and lower frequency of summoning devils.

Now that there is finally an intelligent life form here to summon demons, the large number of strange lives below the black hole suddenly became restless, howling desperately and releasing their own power to the fullest extent, hoping to be selected by the employer.

There are two main types of demon summons.

One is to mention names.

This is through sacrifice, directly naming and summoning a certain demon. Those who can do this are basically old customers, and this kind of business cannot be taken away by anyone.

The other is random.

You sacrifice without knowing the devil's name, and you can summon whichever one you can.

Once this happens, the employer will usually select the strongest demon or the one that best meets the employer's requirements within a certain range around the black hole.

This summoning was obviously the latter.

When thin gray-black filaments emerged from the black hole, countless demons became excited.

They are like a group of restless animals in spring, howling desperately, releasing their own strength madly, and praying to get the favor of females.

Some demons showed off their power through earth-shaking roars, while some demons even pretended to have three heads and six arms, trying to attract the attention of those gray-black filaments... It must be said that the performance of these demons was really pitiful, even... sad.

These are all demons.

The devil that everyone fears.

Nowadays, it is just like a group of gorgeously dressed girls, standing in front of the small pink glass, looking at the people coming and going with a pair of seductive eyes, and saying from time to time: Handsome guy, come and play, there are girls.

The devil's face was completely lost at this moment.

But there is no way.

It is embarrassing, but who can understand the pain these demons are going through?

Staying in this abyss for years, fighting all day long, and being burned by fire, this life is really unbearable. Only the souls obtained in the transaction can be absorbed to alleviate the pain of the burning body. But when was the last time someone summoned a demon? Was it eight years ago, or nine years ago?

How many demons are there in the abyss? Thousands and thousands.

In the past 8,000 years, there have only been 1,800 summons. How many souls can be sent down? With so many wolves and so little meat, how can there be enough to share? These demons have long been tortured beyond recognition. What respectability is all bullshit. It is not easy for someone to summon a demon, show their strength to the fullest and be chosen, so that they have a chance to escape from the sea of ​​suffering. This is the most important thing. Even if it is only temporarily escaping from the sea of ​​suffering, it is enough to attract this large group of demons.

However, as so many demons showed off their magical powers, the gray-black thread in the air was hesitant for a moment and didn't know how to choose.

After all, this time it was an anonymous summons.

The rule of anonymous summoning is that within a certain range, the stronger ones are given priority, and the demons that meet the summoner's requirements are given priority.

But this time the summoner had no requirements for the summoning, so the gray-black thread always felt that this demon was very strong, that demon was very murderous, and that demon was very powerful, and for a moment he actually had difficulty making a decision.

Just when the gray-black thread was ready to pick one of the most powerful demons at random to complete the task, suddenly, a fierce gust of wind suddenly appeared in the abyss.

call.

A sound like a knife cutting.

In an instant, countless flames that sprang up from the huge abyss almost collapsed at once, and the overwhelming pressure swept over like a surging tsunami.

Indescribable pressure enveloped every demon's heart at the first moment. All the demons, without exception, felt as if their bodies and souls were pressed directly onto an entire mountain range. The horrifying pressure made it impossible for a large number of weaker gods to withstand it. They fell to the ground with a thud, trembling.

Even those demons who were stronger than them were just trying their best to resist and hold on.

Almost instantly, his entire body was soaked with dense sweat.

"Get out of my way!"

At this moment, a voice like thunder exploded in the ears of many demons.

The next moment, the sound turned into a terrifying sound wave, like the shock wave formed by a nuclear bomb explosion, which raged directly under the black hole. It was a pity that the thousands of demons under the black hole did not even have the strength to resist and were directly swept away.

The demons were fluttering and rolling around in the sky, with all kinds of screams in between.

Only after being blown tens of thousands of meters away did they fall from the sky like dumplings, covering the ground with a thick layer of debris, which looked extremely tragic.

However, when these demons struggled to get up from the ground, although their eyes were bloodshot and they looked furious, they dared not say a word.

The words "get out of my way" I just said have already made clear the identity of the visitor.

Oh my god, this is that perverted nun complex.

This is all I can update today for now. The author is in Guangdong. You can check what Guangdong is like during this period on the Internet. Heavy rain, torrential rain, thunderstorms. It rained heavily for twenty hours out of twenty-four hours a day. The water downstairs flooded to the first floor. The author lives on the second floor and has been busy all day today. I moved all the four-wheelers to a high place over there in the park like sailing a boat, and moved the electric car to the second floor, hoping that it would not be flooded. The room was damp, and the ceiling was covered with water droplets… And when lightning struck, it actually burned the community transformer and other things. We were out for most of the day. Then I waded through the water to the supermarket and bought a lot of instant noodles, ham sausages, self-heating rice and the like… I really don’t have the time or conditions to write today, so I can only use the draft I wrote yesterday. There will still be heavy rain in the next few days, and I will receive seven or eight warnings of mountain torrents and mudslides on my phone every day. The update may still be unstable, and I will resume normal updates after this extreme weather is over.

(End of this chapter)