Taking a deep breath, Angel put the silver tooth necklace into the space mirror and placed it. "I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful tool, and I will keep this name firmly in mind in the Six-Armed Snake Demon Empire. ”

The snake demon sage nodded: "Then so be it, the distance is too far, and the contact is almost impossible to maintain." I hope you collect all the metal weapons as soon as possible and give it a qualitative time, right?"

Angliel groaned: "Sixty thousand tons are needed for metal weapons, this amount is a bit too large, if it is a compressed high-density type, is it okay?"

"High density, what do you mean?" the snake demon sage was slightly stunned, "Do you mean the essence?" Seeing Angele nodding, she also groaned, "Of course it's better if it's the essence." Hopefully, the next time we meet, you'll be able to collect it. ”

"Within a thousand years, I should be able to collect them all. Anglie made a promise.

"Pretty much. The snake demon sage didn't bargain, and nodded with satisfaction. "By the way, in order to prevent you from dying early as the only trading partner, this is for you!"

She actually threw out another thing, a key with dark golden fingers, and the handle of the key was the upper body of a snake demon with six arms outstretched.

"This is the key to doom, and it's best not to use it until it is absolutely necessary. Although it will give you the effect of the Jedi Counterattack, the cost is not something that ordinary beings can pay. ”

Anglie solemnly took the key, looked at it carefully, and simply cut his chest open, revealing a wound, and stuffed the key directly into it.

The wound did not have a trace of blood spilled out, and it healed as quickly as ever, and the eyes of the snake demon sage lit up.

"Maybe this key won't be useful one day"

"Maybe. "Anglie knew she saw the power of the bloodline in a part of her true body. He smiled slightly and said no more.

Sizzle. The rune wall was empty again, and the snake demon sage completely disappeared.

Angliel's gaze calmly patted the key on his chest. As for the pain of the wound, it was not surprising to him at all.

"It's almost time for the last summon, and I want to wait for the next Tidal Moon to be intelligent."

He chanted the syllabic syllables of the summoning spell again.

The black light flashed suddenly.

Woo

Within the rune wall, a platinum rune array with countless triangles superimposed slowly appeared. The rune array rotated rapidly, as if there were many sharp gears and flowers, and the dense acute angles rubbed against each other. A subtle hissing sound is made.

Anglie's eyes suddenly became solemn.

"With such a strong space-time reaction, it seems that the summoned object this time is not far away from the wizarding world," he muttered in a low voice, and kept making rune handprints on his hand.

A trace of inky smoke continued to pour out from all around the rune wall, all of which burrowed into the wall and merged into the platinum rune array.

The white gold glow is getting brighter and brighter. More and more dazzling. A golden oval shone from the center of the rune array, and the surface of the ellipse rippled like water.

The constant whining noise made even Angele tingle.

"It's been so long, it's been so long to summon such a long !??," he vaguely felt a little excited.

The main thing about the great witchcraft of time and space is that it is random and unpredictable, and it may summon garbage stones from other worlds. Maybe he can also summon a terrifying intelligent existence like the six-armed snake demon. It's all a matter of luck, what kind of world the tides of time and space will bring the summoning, and what kind of things can roll out of it.

The white light became more and more dazzling, and Angre had to glow red in his eyes to directly resist this terrifying ray that could destroy his vision.

Hiss!!

Finally, the sound of a cloth tearing suddenly came, and the white light in the basement was extinguished instantly. Everything reverts to its previously dim red light environment.

Anglie blinked, adjusting to the sudden change in light, and then looked inside the rune wall.

Even he felt a little unable to react to this hope. The creatures inside the rune wall are too weak.

Inside the red rune wall, everything is calm. On the moon-white disc was a young girl, in her early twenties, with an ordinary appearance and a slightly thin figure.

Angliel's eyes were not focused on these, but on the girl's clothing. White T-shirt, terrazed white jeans, and a pink hairpin pinned to his head.

The most eye-catching thing is that in the middle of the chest of her T-shirt, there is a letter printed on it: love.

"Does this dream sound real today?" the girl rubbed her knees, got up from the ground, and put her hands on the inner wall of the rune wall to look around for her surroundings. The moment she stood up, a small black box fell out of the pocket of her jeans.

"The communicator has dropped again," the girl bent down to pick up the box.

Angliel frowned. "Communicator?" he vaguely remembered what was still on Earth.

In the time he traveled, everything was handled by personal terminal chips, communicators -- things that were only used before the chip revolution, right? Could it be that this summon came from the same Earth?

Angle's mind was racing, and he wasn't worried that someone from Earth and a chip could replicate his experience.

At his point, it is no longer possible to explain clearly with a chip assistance. Even if there are thousands of people who also have personal chips, it is unlikely that they will copy his growth.

Not to mention the several upgrades of the chip, it is the countless near-deaths in this world, all kinds of bizarre adventures, how many times he wandered on the edge of life and death, he himself can't remember. Chips may be able to make people start higher, but they definitely don't make people reach the end.

Suddenly, Anglie vaguely remembered his experience in the first place. With such a chance example of successful summoning, he suspected that he might have been a defective soul thrown out by a powerful being who was summoned and then summoned, or maybe it was random luck that entered the body of a guy who had just died.

For a moment, he remembered many, many things in a flash. By the time he reacted, half an hour had passed.

The strange thing is that the girl inside the rune wall is still there, and there is no sign of being sent back.

The corners of Angliel's mouth twitched: "Is it because the strength is too weak, so it is disposed of as inanimate garbage?"

"Hey, who are you?" the girl waved curiously, shaking her hand in front of Angele's eyes. She also thought it was a dream, and she was not afraid at all. Although she couldn't understand her language, Angel was able to derive what she wanted to say through simple mental fluctuations. This is also the factor that makes her too weak.

"What country are you from?" asked Anglie with a sudden concussion.

"Which country, of course, is the Morian United States!" replied the girl with a look of course. "Look at my hair color! pure black, yellow skin, black eyes. Also, I'm a sophomore at Anmin University in Myeong'an City. My name is Li Xinrui. Handsome, what's your name?"

Angre frowned and looked at the girl, there was no posture, no strength fluctuations. Even the intelligence seems to be a little low, and it has no value at all. Even if it is exchanged for other wizards, it is estimated that there will not be much benefit. But if he then destroys a sapient being, it will still be a human with the same body as himself. It is also not in line with his principles.

"Can you show me your communicator?" Anglie looked at the black box in the girl's hand.

"What do you want to do?" the girl suddenly became vigilant, "This has my privacy! Hey!Hey!!What are you doing!!"

The black box automatically flew out of its hand and landed firmly in Angele's hands.

A blue light flashed in his eyes, and his fingers crackled on the button, and he immediately knew how to control it.

After a while, the principle of the communicator was also scanned by him.

"Are you from the same technological era? But the level of technology is a bit low," Angler said, flipping through the communicator in his hand, which was a bit like a cell phone on Earth. But the core energy source in it is not electricity, but a diamond-shaped spar.

The hedron is transparent and contains a hint of biothermal energy.

This is very simple for an existence like Angle.

There are eight levels of existence, and each of its own development can have a very complete civilization evolution system. A development system that starts with a sufficiently strong innate condition.

"This kind of technology is still far from the earth. Anglie relaxed slightly. He was indeed relieved in his heart, if he really wanted to summon someone from his own world casually, maybe some of his advantages might be greatly reduced. It's not necessarily a good thing for the Earth world either. There are too many powerful wizards and beings who can easily solve the earth's civilization by going straight to the root of the witchcraft.

"Little friend, if I tell you that this is not a dream, and you can't go back now, what are your plans?" Angliel put down the communicator and looked at Li Xinrui who was nervous in the rune wall.

"No," Li Xinrui looked at Angel a little dumbfounded, "It's the first time I've seen a dream so real!"

"Sober yourself up, I'll see you later. ”

Anglie didn't bother to pay attention to her, took the communicator and turned to leave the basement.

chirping

As soon as he opened the wooden plank of the basement, he saw a pair of fair-skinned women's small feet standing quietly on the stairs by the entrance of the basement, and only a pair of feet could be seen from his angle, and the upper half of his body was blocked by the stairs.

Anglie stood on the wooden ladder and stared at the woman's feet, his eyes slightly heavy.

"It doesn't seem to be completely resolved, you're getting more and more rampant," he muttered under his breath, burrowing out of the basement and landing firmly on the living room floor.

His eyes were fixed on the woman's feet.

Strangely, from the gap under the handrail of the staircase, it can be clearly seen that the woman's bare feet are standing facing Angle. And above the handrail, it was empty.

It's as if there are two worlds above and below the armrest. Women exist in a world under the handrails.

Anglie moved his gaze up and down, and only from under the armrest, through the gap in the pillars, could he see the woman's pale feet. And from another angle, you can't see it at all.

Bang bang bang

The woman turned around and walked towards the second floor step by step, and her voice gradually disappeared from near to far.

Anglie stood in place with a gloomy face, and only breathed a sigh of relief until the footsteps were completely calm.

After hesitating, he walked to the handrail, slowly reached out, poked through the gap in the handrail, and then grabbed the top of the handrail.

Something weird happened.

He looked down from an angle higher than the handrail, but he couldn't see his own hands!

It's as if your hand is not in the handrail gap, but in an unknown space!

(To be continued.) )