The old mage once said that summoning magic is not so easy to succeed. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEven Li Qing, a talented summoner, didn't know how many times he tried to make his soul communicate with the summoned object.

When Lin Zhao's first communication failure ended, there had already been two more matches in the gladiatorial arena. Once a man was bitten to death by a wild beast, once both were injured and a draw was drawn.

The second defeat is over, the gladiatorial arena has been closed, and the entire military camp has returned to order, and the rotten snake next to Lin Zhao is estimated to have failed and died in the gladiatorial competition, and the cage where the rotten snake was originally held is empty.

Lin Zhao saw that it was not dark yet and began to try for the third time.

This time he tried, Lin Zhao didn't have the slightest lingering on the Valoran Continent and the Void. He had already sensed that the things in the Valoran Continent and the Void were not of interest to him, and it would be a waste of time for his soul to stop here.

His soul leaps from world to world, and sometimes he can see many impressive things, such as tall buildings from previous lives, giant dragons, flying swords, and all kinds of strange creatures. This kind of soul crossing technique is very mentally draining, Lin Zhao kept jumping, feeling that his consciousness was about to blur, and he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on.

However, at this moment, a touch of consciousness suddenly appeared, and it actively touched his soul.

The consciousness was powerful, sharp, and aggressive. But for some reason, it seemed that it couldn't wait to be summoned by Lin Zhao.

"Are you ......?"

Lin Zhao subconsciously asked that consciousness through his soul.

"North Wind...... Shenlong ......"

Soul communication does not require words, but it is more difficult to understand than words. Lin Zhao probably understood the name reported by the soul, and felt a little familiar.

"I see you, call me, and I will bring you strength."

That consciousness called out to Lin Zhao again.

Lin Zhao's soul was already weakened by the many outward extensions, and he was about to be unable to hold on, and when he heard the conscious call to him, he could only respond.

"I'm missing magic ......"

He reminded that consciousness.

"Call me."

The consciousness said again.

Then Lin Zhao suddenly felt the magic surging from the other side of the world. He immediately made a decision, and according to the knowledge that the old mage had once taught, he activated the summoning magic.

Powerful magic fills the world. The consciousness attached itself to his soul, crossed the barriers of space, and reached the continent of Valoran.

At that moment, Lin Zhao felt the cracks in the space shattering, as if there was a void energy leaking in. He probably understood why this world would have large-scale restrictions on magic, and on the Valoran continent, some magic would indeed have a very serious impact on the environment of this world.

That consciousness came through the world, powerful and sharp, which made Lin Zhao look forward to it. According to the background story of the game he once knew, as well as the old mage's narration of summoning common sense, Lin Zhao knew that the summoned thing was summoned to this world, and he would not necessarily obey the summoner's words, but no matter what, such a powerful thing, even if he didn't listen to himself, could wreak havoc on everything in front of him, which was extremely exciting.

But when the summoning magic stopped, Lin Zhao saw nothing.

He was stunned when he saw Idro hurrying up.

Now that the gladiatorial tournament is over, this time Idro came over, and he was not watched by as many soldiers as he did last time.

Idro walked up to Lin Zhao's cage, first looked around, then stared at Lin Zhao for a long time, and asked, "What did you do?" ”

"Look at the way I am now, what else can I do?" Lin Zhao lay on the ground, looked up at Idro and smiled bitterly.

Idro frowned.

"Big Axe." He screamed.

Mr. Axe quickly came over, stood beside Idro with his arms crossed, glanced at Lin Zhao, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Idro pointed at Lin Zhao and said, "Hang the forbidden lock on his cage." ”

"Well said." Mr. Axe snapped his fingers and ordered his soldiers to come over and arrange the matter.

"Don't play tricks, Master." Idro snorted coldly and turned to leave.

The soldier came after a while, took an extremely long chain, circled the wooden cage holding Lin Zhao twice, and locked it.

Lin Zhao felt that all the rune energy had been expelled from the cage. This was not the same as his own "magic killer" magic principle, Lin Zhao clearly felt that those rune energies were extremely disgusted with the breath on the chains, so they were expelled from it.

The Forbidden Demon Shackles and this Forbidden Demon Chain both rely on materials to isolate rune energy.

"What tricks will you play?" Mr. Axe and the other soldiers tied their chains and retreated, looking down at Zhen Lin Zhao and mocking, "What tricks do you have, you are welcome to show them for me." I'll give you something back. ”

Lin Zhao glanced at Mr. Axe and closed his eyes.

Mr. Axe felt bored and turned away. He took two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "Oh yes, your performance today is wonderful." We're about to continue our journey. Next time I take a break, I'm looking forward to your performance. ”

Lin Zhao didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After Mr. Axe was gone, he continued to devote himself mentally to his soul and perception.

He could perceive that the incomparably powerful consciousness had crossed the spatial barrier and reached the Valoran continent, and it was right next to him. But strangely, he couldn't determine the exact location of that consciousness, and he couldn't see that consciousness.

"Where are you, North Wind...... Dragon? ”

The aura of the North Wind Divine Dragon slapped Lin Zhao's consciousness like a big wave, proving its existence.

Anyway, it's good to have a response. Lin Zhao was apprehensive in his heart, and tried to ask the North Wind Divine Dragon: "If you can, please save me from here." ”

"If you want to get out, you can only rely on yourself."

The North Wind Divine Dragon seemed to have mastered the lingua franca of the Valoran Continent in an instant, and communicated with Lin Zhao through language through consciousness.

"If I can go out on my own, why should I bother to summon you so hard?" Lin Zhao was a little disappointed and smiled bitterly.

"I'll give you strength." "But until then, let me be able to live in this world." ”

"What should I do?" Lin Zhao came to his senses, opened his eyes and sat up, and asked.

"The only one who sends my body is the sword." The words of the North Wind Divine Dragon sounded like a spell, sonorous as steel, full of sharp and powerful power.

"What?"

Although Lin Zhao felt the magic in those words, he didn't understand what they meant, so he had to ask again.

"The only one who sends my body is the sword."

The North Wind Dragon repeated this sentence again.