The area around the circular open space was carpeted by Shilinya and Dalefield, and every detail around them did not escape their eyes, and in the end, surveillance and alarm traps were placed in various places. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Dalefield always wanted to say whether it was too sensitive to be like this, but seeing Shilinya's determined expression, he didn't throw this question out. Perhaps the events of the past few days have made this child suspicious.

"Alright, we can get started. Shirinya spread out the book behind her and manually flipped to the pages of the book with the intricate magic arrays drawn.

"Miss, can I know what I'm doing next?" Delphi, who was slightly uneasy, asked the other party, wanting to know the other party's current plan, and making so many preparations made her feel very suspicious.

It seems that this eldest lady is planning something big.

"I'm going to summon a creature from another world, strong enough, I've consulted with some octopus tentacles in the Neulki realm, and they say my idea is completely feasible. While answering each other's questions, he was preparing for his next work.

The magic power in the body continued to be transmitted into the magic array drawn in advance in the book, and this magic array emitted a dazzling light in the filling of the magic power, and the light continued to expand and finally covered the field.

The magic power in the body was continuously extracted and injected into this magic array, making the light of this magic array even more dazzling.

The lines of the magic array gradually separated and began to float into the air, and the separated magic array was connected by a thread of lines, maintaining the connection of the entire magic array. Split into two, two and then into four, from the ground to the sky, this circle was like a tower built on the flat ground, stacked on top of each other, forming a ray of light that reached the sky.

No one in the remote forest noticed the light that connected the heavens and the earth, and not many remnants of the forest that had been swept away in winter cared about the sight.

The layers of light mixed in various colors were reflected in the purple eyes, and the stagnant eyes were not moved by the scene in front of them.

His slightly pale lips twitched slightly, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't. The body wants to move to the place where the light comes from, but the legs don't listen, and the eyes want to see more, but the twisting cervical vertebrae defy this thought.

Shilinya......s physical instincts finally overcame the control of her mind from the outside world, and the time to regain her freedom was very short, so short that she could only say a name.

―――――――――― summoning continues――――――――――

Shilinya felt that the mana in her body had been completely drained, and the mana recovered could not meet the speed at which this circle continued to expand, and now it was completely beyond Shilinya's control.

After the magic power was exhausted, the drawing power of the circle did not stop but intensified, as if it wanted to completely drain Shilinya's body.

The clear texture of the circle had become blurry in Shilinya's eyes, and Shilinya felt that her vitality had also contributed to the circle in front of her, and if it continued like this, it was only a matter of time before her vitality was exhausted.

Shilinya's strange appearance was not hidden from Dalefield, who was watching from the sidelines, and the sudden change overwhelmed her and wanted to rush to the rescue, but the complicated circle stopped her and wanted to stop the ceremony, but she didn't know anything about it.

―――――――― far away――――――――――

Far east, in the midst of a tribe of green orcs, the once casual orcs were now nervous, and the sturdy warriors flocked to the longhouse where the Prophet of the tribe lived.

The Green Orcs used their strong bodies to add a solid wall to the longhouse, and the weapons in their hands were ready to deal with all kinds of changes in the longhouse, and the weakened orc witch doctors also arrived, and these witch doctors did not form a new wall like warriors, but continued to pour into the Prophet's longhouse.

The witch doctor with a wooden staff in his hand does not have the strong physique of a warrior, but he has an imposing presence that is not inferior to that of a warrior.

This longhouse is home to a wide variety of taxidermy animals, as well as a variety of animal body parts.

There are mammoths, long, curved fangs, the head of a ferocious ice wolf, and a full-body specimen of a living bipedal wyvern.

In addition to these animal specimens, many bottles and cans also occupy most of the room, and all kinds of colorful liquids have become a strange scenery in this room.

A carpet of mammoth fur fills the room with a wild vibe, and frescoes depicting the war between humans and orcs hang from the walls, and the flickering candlelight shines on the fresco, mixing the light of sunlight and candlelight, adding to the epic grandeur of the painting.

The owner of the longhouse is an elderly orc in a white fur cloak and a white wolf-headed helmet - he is the prophet of the Green Orc tribe, an old man who has witnessed the rise and fall of the Green Orcs, a great leader who expanded his territory in the face of his rise, and a hero who turned the tide in times of crisis.

Now the venerable old man had stepped down from his position as leader and became a prophet among the tribes.

The Green Orc Prophet Murphat knew that the entire tribe's witch doctors were already standing behind him, but he never took his eyes off an object on the table.

There was a very large book on the table, and if Shilinya was there, she would have recognized it as the one she had in her hand!

The witch doctor standing behind Mufat didn't make a sound, and was eerily quiet.

The fangs of the orcs moved up and down with the breath of their owners, and the heavy breathing of the green orcs in the empty longhouse became the only sound here.

"The demon god Nulaki has reappeared now!" Mufat picked up a thick leg bone on the table, and turned his body to face the book behind him, where stood the witch doctors of the entire tribe, who were his solid backing and his own strength against a demon god.

"We can't allow this evil demon god to exist in this world anymore!" The leg bone in his hand kept waving in his hand, and Mufat looked excitedly at the witch doctors in front of him, and there was no trace of timidity in the eyes of these witch doctors.

The next thing to face was a demon god, not a powerful mortal, but none of these witch doctors flinched because of this, and their eyes were at home to convey their determination to this prophet.

"Today!" Mufat looked at the witch doctors who did not flinch in front of him, and felt very relieved, the events of fifteen years ago had not exhausted the courage of these old men and their descendants.

"We want the blood of the demon god to pay it back!" With Mufatt's declaration, the thick leg bone that he had been wielding was smashed against the huge book behind him.

The thick leg bones collided violently with the books, and the smooth and strong leg bones shattered in an instant, and finally turned into stars and dissipated into the air, leaving no trace in this world.

But the books that collide with it have a very violent reaction, the books that open automatically are like convulsive patients, and the pages are sometimes turned to the left and sometimes to the right, and all kinds of logical errors are vividly reflected in this book.

The flipping of the page finally came to a slow halt, and the white paper was gone, and the dark green lines continued to flow on the paper, like dirt ink and like a source of sin.

The dark green lines continue to expand, slowly converging into a little dark green lines, which continue to accumulate at this point, as if they want to break through the limitations of paper and come to the world from books.

The witch doctors standing behind Mufat knelt down and stroked the mammoth carpet on the ground with their own hands, and the magic in their bodies gathered into the prophet's body through the carpet, and the carpet that transmitted the magic became swaying because of the flow of magic, and the specially treated hair was like a tumbling wave.

The massive infusion of mana made Mufat's eyes turn red, and the muscles on his body twitched continuously.

The dark green texture finally broke through the limitations of the paper and turned into a dark green tentacle, a tentacle formed by the condensation of dark green liquid.

"Mufat! traitor!" a mechanized voice came from the book, and the moment the voice sounded, it turned into the tentacle of a sharp sword and attacked the orc traitor in front of him who was blocking his movements.

"Don't think about leaving when you come!" The flames condensed in his hands held the attacking tentacles firmly in his hands without any scruples, and the slippery touch made Mufat feel that the other party could break free from his control at any time.

There are more and more lines on the book, and finally the entire page is occupied, and the dark green lines finally change into dark green liquid, and the boiling and tumbling liquid bubbles out one after another.

When these bubbles are stretched to the limit, they shatter, and at the moment of shattering, a new tentacle stretches out from them, and the tentacles range from small to large, and the new tentacles can't wait to attack the orc in front of them.

Mufat burned the tentacles in his hands, and before he could react, more tentacles launched a new round of attacks on him.

For the first time, the newly appeared tentacles cast a large number of spells, and various forms of destruction spells smashed into the many witch doctors behind Mufat, without the support of the witch doctors, a mortal could not fight against a demon god at all.

―――――――――――― the last dividing line――――――――――――

The layers of magic finally stopped inexplicably, all kinds of dazzling light disappeared in the sky, the bustle dissipated, the sky returned to its original monotonous color, and the forest returned to its original tranquility.

The lost life force returned to Shilinya's body, but the magic that had been taken away was gone.

Shilinya, who was free from the danger of her life, wanted to think about what had gone wrong with this summoning ritual, but her vague consciousness had no chance to think.

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I feel like I've been writing it lately, and I've got the idea of changing the outline again......

The time to change the title of the book is almost up, and I still haven't figured out what the new title will be......

I deleted it.,This kind of enemy-called spit style really doesn't suit me...... Let's find time to rewrite it later......