Wails and weepings echoed through the strange woods, not just one, but hundreds of voices weeping together. It's not just shaking the eardrums, it's a sound that goes deep into the soul, and even if you want to close your earbuds and listen, you can't stop these vibrations that go straight to the inside of your head.

Together, these voices form the most vicious curse in the world—they shout, they spit, and they all point to the monster that was born from the depths of darkness. It was as if they were going to send all the malice into it, and the eerie chill spread along with it.

Like a poisonous moth struggling out of a cocoon, in the midst of this endless curse, what is hidden inside the corpse finally reveals its true face. In the midst of the pile of ashes, a crumpled head popped up, all the vines attached to it, and the whole grove trembled at its action.

It was an ugly monster, and Curt couldn't even think of words to describe what it looked like. The tangled vines are its torso, the connected plants are its limbs, and when it twitches, all the plants around it cry out in fear.

This twisted monster was the source of its anomalous magic, and just looking at its appearance could feel an extremely unpleasant aura. It moved slowly, swinging vines sweeping through the air like whips, and the torn air exuded a strange sense of oppression.

"Ho, what a monster has been born. ”

Lizzie sneered at the distorted foreign object in front of her, and mercilessly threw several flickering electric lights again. The air-tearing spell hit the monster's wound again...... This time, however, the monster let out only a few low roars. There was no more movement.

With a cold snort, Liqi once again aimed and released several attack spells. She doesn't care about these small failures. After all, a failure didn't matter, she had time to deal with the slow-moving monster - if she found a sure solution. Then whatever monster it is, it can be solved.

This monster was created by a summoning disaster—Lizzie pondered silently—so what would a summoning disaster of this magnitude bring?

In fact, this is not a good question to ask, because what such a complex spell itself will bring is already full of uncertainty. Perhaps the most seasoned of sorcerers, when casting a summoning spell, would not dare to pack a ticket to ensure that they would be able to carry out their purpose accurately.

The loss of control of the magic often means extreme uncertainty, and they may construct a gateway to the foreign realm at the behest of the magician, or they may become a dangerous turbulence of magic that tears its owner to shreds, no matter what. Danger is always inevitable.

The glow of magic illuminates the darkness, and the swinging blade cuts through obstacles.

Lizzie projected spells in the distance, different colors of magic representing different powers, and rushed into the monster's body under her guidance. Slightly closer, Curt held the long knife to contain the monster's movements, and the wielding vine had been cut into pieces by the long knife before it could hit.

If someone were to find a sample of the trouble caused by the summoning disaster, the "creature" made of plants in front of them might be able to make it to the top ten. Curt kind of understands what the summoning wizards deal with all day long, so he is the one who changes to him. Definitely wouldn't want to have anything to do with these things.

Indeed, even if they do succeed in summoning their targets, there is no guarantee that the Mage will be able to control the summoned objects as they please. Those "Gentiles" may not be willing to obey orders, but the knowledge they receive from Gentiles. It is also possible that this world is full of dangers.

The School of Summoning is undoubtedly the most dangerous discipline of all sorcery schools - there is no one, and the number of mages who die each year for research is far greater than the other schools combined. Slaughtered by a monster summoned by himself, he was steamed with a loud bang, and he learned some abnormal "knowledge" and became insane...... All sorts of incredible records are ridiculous.

Despite this, there is no shortage of young sorcerers who are passionate about this school. They watched indifferently as most of their predecessors became the protagonists of the tragedy for various reasons. Then they devoted themselves to research without hesitation - once again ending up in a similar way to their predecessors.

Perhaps when they chose to embark on the path of studying summoning spells, they were already mentally prepared to dedicate themselves to this cause. Whether it's life or something else. In front of a sorcerer who has become a research maniac, I am afraid that it is nothing more than something that can be sacrificed at any time.

But whether they are mentally prepared or not, summoning disaster will not show mercy to their men. These uncontrollable dangers have long since become a sharp blade hanging over their heads. If they dare to let up, this sharp blade will take their lives without mercy.

And the so-called "alien erosion" ...... Probably the last term any summoning sorcerer wants to mention. It is undoubtedly the most vicious state of out-of-control spells, and not only the caster, but even an entire region or even an entire country can be exposed to high dangers.

Countless "li" from other countries poured out from the door of summoning spells, covering the land in a single thing, trying with all their might to transform them into their hometown. Almost all of the beings were influenced by them and began to change according to their wishes.

One grass, one tree, one brick and one stone...... From inorganic matter to organic matter, all concepts have become blurred under the erosion of foreign "principles", and take on a posture.

Therefore, when you are in an area polluted by a summoned disaster, you must be prepared to be prepared for the possibility of things that are more common than your own knowledge. In this place, which is almost "foreign" above the local, it can no longer be measured by the knowledge it already has.

Knowing this, Lizzie did not choose to directly touch the existence hidden inside the woman's body, but bombarded it indiscriminately with high-powered spells. Obviously, this countermeasure had the desired effect, and the unpleasant thing was about to be destroyed under the bombardment of spells.

But just as she was about to strike the next blow, a strange feeling flowed through her body. With a wave of her hand, she lowered the mass of mana, and she leaped out of the way like a cunning fox, leaving several defensive barriers behind her, blocking the danger that might exist.

Ping Pong!

It was like the sound of glass shattering from behind him, and the translucent barrier that had been set up a moment earlier shattered. Lizzie's instincts proved correct, and less than half a step behind her suddenly appeared on the ground with a puffy sharp needle that locked firmly in the direction of her chest.

Unfortunately, she dodged it, so she had time to observe the needles.

They have a metallic sheen, and there is a lot of green slime left on their pitch-black surface. The mucus was very similar to the fluid that came out of the vine's wounds, but it was a little thinner in color, and it drooped to the ground drop by drop, leaving a puddle of "water".

A little greenery appeared on the ground that stuck to them, and in the blink of an eye, weeds that were knee-high as Richie's knees grew. They thrive in the wind and rain, and the edges of the blades, which are tougher than normal plants, are as sharp as knife edges, eliminating a harsh grinding sound.

It doesn't look harmless - Lizzie couldn't help but sneer as she looked at the green slime dripping to the ground. Curt, who was standing on the other side, seemed to be aware of the sudden attack, and took a few steps sideways with ease, easily avoiding the pinprick poking his head out of the ground.

The reflexes of the two of them are better than normal people, so dodging these slow needles is not a strenuous task. But the sorcerers who had been bound by Lizzie were not so lucky, and the sharp needles effortlessly broke through the shadow's non-existent surface and pierced into their bodies.

It was Lizzie's negligence, and she left absolutely no protection for her captives before evading it. Lacking effective defenses, and their bodies were rendered immobile by Lizzie's spells, they were powerless to resist, and could only watch as the needles pierced through them.

Blood splattered -

Several, if not dozens, black stingers sank deep into the sorcerers' bodies, and the weeds that grew wildly from the ground cut their bodies mercilessly. Pain and anger, and even more fear and despair, mixed expressions piled up on their faces.

However, such expressions quickly disappeared, not because they were tough guys who were not afraid of pain, but because they could no longer make such complex expressions. Before Curt's eyes, the two sorcerers' facial features shattered, spewing out countless thorns from the void holes.

The crimson blood turned dark black as if poisoned, and then slowly turned an unsettling green. The thorns grew wildly on the body, and in a matter of moments, they were all over the limbs. Suddenly, the two of them, who were still restrained by the shadow, let out a dying scream, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

But this scream may be their last sound, because their throats are also occupied by the plants. Sharp thorns tore through the barely existing prime-type skin, but beneath it was a shriveled wooden structure - their whole body was about to turn to wood.

"These are...... What did that thing do?"

Curt watched in amazement at the changes that had taken place in the two of them, who were undoubtedly losing their human appearance little by little, to some kind of creature between plants and humans. Thorns spread outward from all the orifices in their bodies, and the torn flesh became like sap and lumps of wood.

In just a few breaths, they become "them". (To be continued!)

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