Abyssal summons from different planes appear once or twice a day for Sistm, and by now Sistm has basically become accustomed to these summons.

Even the moment the summon appeared, Systm could tell what form the summon was.

Whether to make him a slave, or to beg him to come and help.

This time he was supposed to be pleading with him, and Heatham quickly felt it.

After learning about the sacrificial items and the summoner's request, Systm refused anyway.

Despite the ability to send an avatar to the Overworld, not every Abyss Summoning allows him to send an Avatar, and the difficulty of the Abyss Summoning varies.

Syst didn't know what would happen if he accepted the sacrifice and couldn't fulfill the summoner's request, or simply ignored the summoner's request.

So for the first time in Systm, I wanted to choose a simpler task.

First, it is easy to meet the conditions of the summoner, and secondly, it can also give him a deeper understanding of the abyss summoning.

For example, some humans who have survived enough want the abyssal creatures to help them end their lives, or some psychopaths who want to chat with the abyssal creatures......

If it was such a simple task, Heatham would naturally satisfy the other party.

But this summoning is about a vendetta of humanity again, and the two subjects of the vendetta are so far apart that Sisterm feels that the month of being summoned will be very hard, so he refuses.

Didn't keep Heatham waiting too long.

After three days, three summons that prevented an avatar from taking his place in his form, and two slightly more difficult summons, Heatham finally encountered a very easy ritual of sacrifice.

The content of the summoning is very simple, it is simply to summon Sistum, and there is no special purpose, only that Sistrom must not harm the summoner's life.

To put it simply, a human with an overzealous curiosity wants to summon an abyssal demon to satisfy his curiosity.

And this time, the target chosen by the Abyss Call happened to be him.

However, the sacrificial items were slightly worse, just the blood of a few virgins, and more than a hundred rat tails.

But Systm was also a little curious, is there any difference in the blood of human virgins?

You must know that whether it is a spider virgin, a tadpole virgin, a butterfly virgin, and the virgin of many creatures, Systm has eaten a lot, but he has not found any difference.

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The northeastern corner of the continent of Edra is a region with four distinct seasons and humid climate, with vast forests, large wheat fields cultivated by humans, and windmill mills in the wheat fields.

The kingdom of Koslin, which has been peaceful for hundreds of years, is located here, and at the southernmost point of the kingdom of Koslin, there is a beautiful manor called Tennison, and there is a beautiful castle on the estate that was renovated more than ten years ago.

It was late autumn and most of the people on the estate were busy in the vineyards, including the knights who guarded the estate, taking part in the annual winemaking.

Unlike in previous years, there was a festive atmosphere in the busy manor, with one or two servants whispering from time to time, and the conversation of the servants, except for a few trifles, revolved around the marriage of the earl's well-behaved and sensible youngest daughter, Jeanne.

"Miss is gentle and beautiful, and Prince Kyle is also handsome and handsome."

"Yes, only Prince Kyle can be worthy of Miss Jenny."

"No, Anna, you're wrong, it's probably only Miss Jenny who deserves Prince Kyle, Prince Kyle is so handsome......"

In the corner of the first floor of the castle, two young maids in charge of cleaning got together and discussed their young lady's engagement not long ago, showing envy.

The daughter of the prince and the earl, although the status of the woman is lower, it can be regarded as a good match, not to mention the talented and beautiful woman, it is simply a match made in heaven.

But just as the two maids were whispering, they suddenly heard an inexplicable squeak, and the two lazy maids immediately separated and got busy.

After a while, seeing that no one was coming, the two of them looked puzzled, and couldn't help but talk about the grotesque story told by the troubadour a few months ago, the skeleton immortal who eats people's hearts because he has no heart, and the abyssal demon who loves virgins......

When it came to the demon who liked virgins, the maid Anna obviously became flustered, and the maid Rowling on the side looked at Anna's appearance and showed a strange smile.

"That little blacksmith of yours seems to be useless......"

Anna's cheeks flushed as she looked at the ill-intentioned Rowling, and the two young maids quickly went crazy......

After the madness, the two little maids did not see any other movement for a long time, and continued to clean the passage, compared to the tolerance and kindness of the young lady, the countess was obviously much stricter, they had been lazy for too long, and it was time to work.

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The two working maids apparently didn't realize that a living life had just been lost while they were talking.

That squeak is the scream of that life before it dies.

Just under the castle, Miss Jenny, the gentle and lovely daughter of the count, took out a pair of rusty scissors and cut five strands of her blonde hair.

Miss Jenny twisted her cut hair between her fingers and strangled a vicious little mouse alive with the five hairs.

I have to say that Miss Jenny's blonde hair is extremely smooth and strong, otherwise with the five hairs of an ordinary person, her hair would have been cut off long ago before strangling the rats.

Miss Jenny, who was gentle and lovely, smiled shyly, picked up the scissors and cut off the tail of the vicious little mouse carcass.

"One hundred and eight, according to the troubadour's book, the sacrifice has been gathered."

Miss Jenny, who was sixteen years old and beautiful like a flower, had a voice as clear and beautiful as a yellow bird.

If Miss Jenny hadn't held the blood-stained rusty scissors in her hand and put the severed rat's tail in her mouth and sucked it, it would have made a beautiful picture.

But even with this blood, Miss Jenny's movements exuded a strange beauty.

With a lantern in her hand, Miss Jenny took the rat's tail to the dungeon in the castle that had been idle for many years, where there were the rat's tails that Miss Jenny had gathered over the past few months, and a summoning circle made of magic stone powder.

"Now there's virgin blood left, Mr. Demon."

Miss Jenny had a shy smile on her face, and she stretched out her fair wrist, and after frowning slightly, Jenny's wrist was cut by rusty scissors, and gurgling blood flowed into the jar she had prepared.

As Jenny recited the strange incantation from the book, the magic circle composed of magic stone powder shimmered unbelievably.

This may not have been expected by the swaggering troubadour, and the summoning circle he gave to Miss Jenny turned out to be real.

"Why did you summon me, human?"

An inexplicable voice suddenly came into Miss Jenny's mind.

Miss Jenny looked around and found nothing, it seemed that the summoning had been successful, she smiled happily and said happily, "I want to see with my own eyes, Mr. Demon, what you really look like." ”