The warrior's entire body was covered in thick white armor. His face could not be seen, only a pair of emotionless eyes peeked out from under the helmet.
His eyes were filled with determination and devotion. One look would make one think of strength, victory, sacrifice, and many other words.
Clang!
With a loud crash, the tyrant fell to his knees before Lin Sheng.
Without a word, without consciousness, the giant before him was like a loyal war machine, quietly waiting for Lin Sheng's orders.
Lin Sheng took in deep breaths. He felt that if he wanted to, he could enter the tyrant's mind and check on his current condition.
"Based on the Summoning Circle's theory, the monster I summoned should be able to change its body and easily pass through the gap. But this tyrant … "
He did not know how such a huge monster was summoned down here.
Most of the gaps were between the void and the real. If it was real, even something the size of a strand of hair would not be able to pass through easily.
And this one …
Before Lin Sheng could react, the Sacred Shield Tyrant was instantly covered in a layer of greyish-black smoke.
Along with the smoke, the tyrant quickly disintegrated into puffs of black smoke and rushed into Lin Sheng's chest.
Lin Sheng could not help but close his eyes. In the darkness before him, the tyrant's huge body appeared again.
But below it, there was a small number '1' written in Gourenne.
Lin Sheng looked left and right.
"When I was summoning, I could still see two light orbs. Now that I'm summoning the tyrant, I can't see the red orb anymore."
"Also, my spirit feels like I'm carrying something. According to the records, I should be carrying the tyrant's soul, and that's why I'm feeling weird."
Lin Sheng recalled the memory fragments he got from killing the cleric, especially the description of souls.
"… Summoning rituals can only summon otherworld creatures of corresponding strength according to the host's soul strength. The stronger the host, the stronger the summoned creature. "
"Once the summoning is successful, the otherworld creature will consume itself. The circle will weave the creature's basic hunting instincts to maintain its existence."
"Summoned creatures with physical bodies require living flesh and blood or food to sustain their consumption. Summoned creatures with incorporeal bodies have different needs, but as long as they aren't injured, they can absorb the mysterious elements in nature to maintain their own existence. "
Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat and he opened his eyes.
On the empty ground in front of him, black smoke billowed out from his chest and condensed into a three-meter-tall white-armored giant on the ground.
The giant panted slowly. He knelt down on one knee again and bowed to him.
Lin Sheng walked over slowly, reached out his hand, and stroked the white horn-like helmet.
The hard helmet was engraved with many snake-like patterns.
The chest of the armor was also engraved with the head of a huge lion with its mouth wide open.
There were also lion heads on his shoulders, baring their fangs. His fangs were incomparably sharp, and his mouth extended more than ten centimeters like an elephant's.
Apart from the lion head pattern, all the joints of the armor were engraved with wavy patterns.
The weapon in the giant's hand was an eye-opener for Lin Sheng.
He didn't have the chance to observe it up close before, but now that he touched it, he realized that he was lucky enough to win against the tyrant.
The giant held a platinum shield in one hand, and a white heavy lance in the other.
There was a white emblem in the center of the shield that looked like a dragon or a snake. The lance was simple and heavy, and it was more than two meters long.
"No, a normal lance shouldn't be this long." Lin Sheng observed it carefully.
The lance in the giant's hand was more like a combination of a greatsword and lance than a spear.
There were blades on both sides of the lance, and the tip was like a cone, from thin to thick.
Menacing hollowed out structures extended from the tip to the back.
It was easy to imagine that once it pierced into the enemy's body, the wound would be expanded and compressed under the immense kinetic energy.
Blood would spurt out like a fountain, draining the enemy's blood in the shortest time possible.
Lin Sheng touched the tyrant from top to bottom, and the powerful warrior before him was like a statue, allowing him to touch it.
It was only an hour later that he woke up from a dream. Coming back to his senses, he began to clean up the mess left behind by the ritual.
The Sacred Shield Tyrant turned into black smoke and returned to his chest.
While he had summoned a powerful helper, Lin Sheng's mind kept replaying the memories he saw.
"Why is this happening? Is it because I absorbed the memory fragments of these monsters? Is that why I'm bound to them, and why the summoning went so smoothly? "
Lin Sheng guessed.
But with the messy memories he absorbed, he couldn't figure out what was going on.
He could feel the strange feeling in his chest. Lin Sheng suddenly thought of the giant Hansen in the memories.
"I wonder if I've satisfied his hope of escaping the nightmare?"
He thought of this inexplicably.
He knew that the tyrant he summoned was just a monster with the memory fragments he copied.
It wasn't the Hansen he saw.
But for some reason, he couldn't help but think of that devout and determined giant.
"Let's find a place to test it out, Sacred Shield Tyrant. Tsk tsk tsk, he chased me all over the place, I wonder if he can enter the dream and fight the gray angel."
He needed a place to test it out, and the thought of the tyrant's three-meter height gave Lin Sheng a headache.
"Let's see if I can enter the dream to test it out."
He spent more than ten minutes to pack everything up.
More conveniently, all the ritual materials had lost their original luster, and turned into black waste like charcoal powder.
Lin Sheng just needed to pour everything into the pan, and bring it along with him before digging a hole in the nearby forest and burying it.
After everything was done, he went to the nearby forest to test the tyrant's strength and ability.
Lin Sheng was surprised to find that this summoned creature was covered in a layer of black smoke, and the crows couldn't touch it at all.
He was like a shadow, and the crows passed through him without any resistance.
When the crows flew, it was as if they didn't see the tyrant at all, and flew straight through him without turning.
This made him think of a summoned creature recorded in the Summoning Circle book, the Nightmare.
The Nightmare could change between the two states at will. In the state of incorporeal, normal people would not be able to see its true form.
…
…
Dongwu Plaza.
In the bedroom where Chen Tan was killed.
Chen Hang, the Venomancer, and a few of his men were gathered in a circle, quietly watching the blue egg on the floor.
At this moment, the blue egg was not as lifeless as an ordinary egg.
It was secreting a white spider silk, and with the slightest wind, the silk would float around the room.
What was strange was that the white silk would only exist in the room, and once it floated out of the door or window, it would instantly disappear.
"It's a fel bird. Good stuff! "The Venomancer praised as he looked at the egg on the floor. "This thing isn't cheap, how did you get it?"
Chen Hang was silent.
"I paid a high price to get it. It can only be used once. "
"That's good enough." The Venomancer leaned against the wine cabinet behind him, looking relaxed. "It will hatch tomorrow, let's see how it progresses. Gather your men tomorrow and get ready for action. "
"I will." Chen Hang nodded.
He had given it all, and this time, he must get his revenge. Other than that, he did not want to think about anything else.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
