Needless to say, the summoning failed and being close to John.

Dragging the beaten Verdun into the town of Lara, John frowned as he looked at a sarcophagus placed in the blood-colored magic circle in the center of the square, no wonder he always felt that something was wrong, it turned out that this thing was the ghost.

Shaking Verdun, who was dragged to the ground with a blue nose and swollen face, John asked, "What good things have you done, why don't you tell me quickly?" ”

The reason why Verdun was not killed immediately was because John sensed a strange aura on this side of the town and couldn't let go, and he still had many questions to ask, so he let him go for the time being.

"Hehe, do you think I'm going to say something?" Verdun had a sneering expression despite his bruised nose and swollen face from the beating.

No way, a hard-mouthed guy like this, John would give him a punch, making his ugly sneering expression twisted and retracted by pain.

After punching Verdun, John decided to investigate the composition of the magic circle first to see what it was, and thought Verdun was too much of a nuisance, so he casually threw him aside.

In terms of John's rich knowledge reserves, the magic array in front of him involves a lot of knowledge, such as the lines composed of "alchemy representing the meaning of life" in it, and the use of human blood as the painting material is about "the common thing of the undead magic summoning medium", the magic array pattern is strange, and it is impossible to see what it is (many magic arrays are usually incomprehensible, and there is a good saying, the more incomprehensible the magic array, the more powerful it is).

Anyway, the magic array in front of him must have been made by Verdun, as for what it was used for, he was determined not to say anything to death, and originally wanted to use a violent "soul reading", but found that this guy's awareness of leakage prevention was very high, and he actually carved several spells on his soul to prevent reading soul memories, and even cursed it, so he had to admire his determination, even if he was a lich, he didn't dare to be so cruel to himself.

Looking around, he couldn't detect the living life of the human being, it seemed that he had been killed by the necromancer, and the corpse was undoubtedly the undead who had stopped him outside.

Tsk, John is upset, the corpse is like the relationship between an artist and marble to them, in order to carve a perfect statue, there must be a corresponding genius artist, the necromancer is obviously the kind of crappy artist in his eyes, and those undead are unsightly failures, or the kind that cannot be reused, this is simply a tyrannical thing, which is regrettable.

Well, now is not the time to think about this, John looked at the sarcophagus in the center of the magic circle, he couldn't penetrate it through his senses, even the perspective magic was separated, and what it contained was still a mystery.

Although there is a high probability that it is a human corpse, it may also become a monster, and the sarcophagus placed in the center of the magic circle looks like some kind of evil summoning ritual no matter how you think about it.

According to the anti-sabotage urine nature of this magic array, it is impossible to stop the operation, unless there are some props that can break the limit.

So there are two paths in front of John, one is to use crushing force to completely destroy the magic array, including the mysterious sarcophagus, and the other is to leave it alone and see what strange things can come out of the magic array.

Faced with this question, John thought for a while and came up with the answer, as a (pseudo) scientist, he always has a mystery-like hobby for the unknown magic array, if he destroys the magic array that may affect his life's research just for the safety of his life, not only him, but even his compatriots can't tolerate it, what has been handed down from the last ancient generation is a vigilance, if you don't cherish and grasp the present, you can only regret it for life, how many powerful props have lost their production methods, so don't let precious things be lost as much as possible, This is tolerable.

But danger is danger, in case there is really a life-threatening existence, you must take certain precautions, be careful to make the ship of ten thousand years!

In a hurry, John took out a lot of props from the void space that could protect his life, painting and protecting the magic array, all kinds of things that could save his life, and set up pseudo ones that could escape instantly. The spatial teleportation array, all the John he could think of used it.

After arranging all this, John was relieved to observe the magic array up close and absorb unknown knowledge from it.

It's a pity that the observation time was not long, and the operation of the magic array also ended in a cloud of blood mist that rose out of thin air, the sarcophagus was surrounded by blood mist, and the sarcophagus kept trembling, as if something was about to come out of the sarcophagus.

"Finally, you're finally coming back to me, Shirley!" Verdun shouted so excitedly when he saw this scene that even tears flowed out of his eyes, and words of unknown meaning came out of his mouth.

Tsk, it's noisy! In order to silence Verdun, John picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at him, hitting him in the head and knocking him unconscious.

Holding his hands on his chest and watching all this strange formation, John was a little irritable, and a sign of discomfort rose from his heart, and he vaguely felt that something powerful in the sarcophagus in the blood mist was awakening, a strange aura that did not belong to this world.

Under John's witness, the lid of the sarcophagus was exploded with a "bang", and it just flew to John's side and smashed a hole in the floor, but John's expression remained unchanged, still staring closely at the sarcophagus in the blood mist.

Suddenly, John's expression changed slightly, he lowered his head, and looked at the red weapon that had pierced his chest when a red weapon composed of blood mist combined into a spear had pierced his chest, the red spear gradually melted, and the red substance like a strong venom seeped into his body, making John's body emit a sound like water turning into steam instantly.

Seeing this, John frowned and wanted to quickly pull out the red spear.

Unfortunately, his enemies didn't seem to want John to do this, and several red spears condensed near the sarcophagus wrapped in blood mist, and the sound of breaking through the air was heard, stabbing at John.

With a heart cross, John's arm waved forward, wanting to mobilize the magic power to cast a defensive barrier type magic, but he was surprised to find that the magic power could not be used, and the connection was cut off, at this time the red spear came to the front, it was already too late, John's body was all penetrated by these spears, and the force he carried forced him to fall backwards.

The owner in the sarcophagus showed his original form, a graceful and slender figure, the blood mist surrounded him like a servant affectionately, slowly turned into a red elegant dress, the pale hair fell on the plump chest, the perfect and unimpeccable pale face, the beautiful blood-red eyes seemed to be able to take away the soul of a man in an instant, and the tall figure with the seductive blood red clothes, like a thorny rose blooming gorgeously, full of dangerous smell.

Her name is Blood Hime.