through the dark road

Chapter 496
The six heads gathered together and carefully read the content next to the illustration, but they all showed disappointment, especially Mo Bei, who summed up the main idea of ​​the article, and said twitchingly:
"That's it?... What the hell is this summoning error!?"

At this moment, he felt as if he had watched an episode of Approaching Science, the whole story was full of suspense, but only one mystery was left in the end, which gave him a strong urge to tear up this page and use it as scrap paper.

This note with rich pictures and texts is not a detailed description of this monster at all, but a strange incident that has been circulated among the Vizjerei mages.

According to records, it was an ordinary summoning training, and the summoned object was only the most humble fallen demon in hell.

However, I don't know which link made a mistake, or was disturbed by an inexplicable force. After the caster completed the summoning, a huge monster suddenly rushed out of the pool of summoned blood.

When they saw the appearance of the monster clearly, everyone couldn't help laughing at it, but the caster noticed a bigger abnormality. The soul link he established during the summoning process suddenly dissipated, which means that the summoned creature Totally out of his control.

He subconsciously used teleportation to stay away from the summoning blood pool, but a few onlookers suffered misfortune. They were all swept and killed by the seemingly ridiculous, but actually extremely furious cow monster!

When the high-level mages who heard the news teamed up to besiege, they were shocked to find that this monster had amazing resistance to attack, and the machete in his hand was also invincible, and the strength was even stronger than the strongest demon Balog they could summon at that time. above.

You must know that Balog means Hell Balrog in the language of demons, and these lord-level demons are directly subordinate to Diablo, the king of fear. Who would have thought that such an inexplicable cow would have such strength? . . .

Since they were trying to summon all kinds of hell demons by induction, this accident only made the mages of Viziere feel more excited, thinking that they had discovered an unknown demon race and continued to study it. Hope to be able to control this powerful summon.

However no matter what they tried, until the end of the mage clan war and Viziere was wiped out, these crazy mages could not summon the same monster by any means, which left this unresolved and little-known magic Suspicious case.

Although he couldn't get a more specific understanding of this monster through the records in Lan Yisen's book, Mo Bei still extracted some useful information from it.

The most important point is that this kind of monster actually exists. From this point of view, they may really be able to clean up the cattle farm in the future!
But based on the assessment of the strength of this hell cow in the article, he feels that this day should still be a little far away. . .

"Although what's said above has its nose and eyes, I still think the legend of the cow devil is just a joke, it's too unreal..." Ned raised his hand and scratched his brow, and smiled helplessly.

"Probably because I saw Mo Bei's painting first, so I have preconceptions... By the way, Mo Bei, do you really know this kind of monster?" Alvin asked.

"Inspired..."

Mo Bei continued to conceal the existence of the game, so that the objective consciousness of these people would not be subversively impacted, he threw the virtues taught to him by Pinocchio on the ground and rubbed vigorously.

But when it came to inspiration, he really thought of a certain possibility in his mind, and continued:
"Do you remember that in the monster illustrated book, there is a monster called the King of Death in Baal's army?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Yisen's book was flipped again, and there was a description about the King of Death.

The little friends couldn't help but be amazed, this book actually included a monster illustrated book, no wonder Sharina would say that the content in it was extremely complicated. .

They have also heard about this Death King, and it is one of the most terrifying monsters in the Arreat Mountains. They wear full-covered heavy armor like a steel fortress, and they hold giant axes in both hands, because they have mastered all of them. Frenzied, possessing the terrifying strength of killing people at every turn, he is a battlefield butcher who is both offensive and defensive, and the more he fights, the more courageous he is.

According to the illustrated book, this monster has a long face with curved horns, and its lower limbs also have hoofed feet with anti-joint joints. It is definitely a tauren.

Mo Bei put together the illustrations of the Hell Cow and the King of Death that he drew together, and said:

"Look, isn't this a couple!? The bull went out to fight, and the cow was milking and raising its cubs at home, but was accidentally summoned by Master Viziere. Who knew that the king of death was looking for it hard. How many years..."

"puff...."

Several people covered their faces and shook their shoulders one after another, and felt that this statement was quite reliable, but the tragedy of the mysterious disappearance of the cow in the cattle world was probably only a guy like Mo Bei who could figure it out. . .

"Why do milkers and cubs carry a machete with them?" Ned protested with a rigorous academic attitude.

"Mow the grass and cook!"

"All right...."

"Did something go wrong when you summoned that day, and you summoned a zombie grizzly or something?" Mo Bei turned his head and asked Alvin again.

"Forehead...."

Alvin's face was tangled, and he didn't know how to answer, but he heard Sharina say:
"The natural magic of Thorgren's lineage is very peaceful, and it is completely opposed to all evils. That kind of situation will not happen."

Alvin was relieved, but Mo Bei lit up a blind spot in knowledge through Selina's explanation.

It turns out that the druids originated from Thorgren. . .

While speaking, they had come outside Aike's laboratory and were stopped by a group of giant spiders.

The giant spiders retreated after confirming their aura, and then the old man Aike noticed the movement, and poked his head out of the reconstructed laboratory.

The original shed on the river has been left unused, and the new laboratory is located against the courtyard wall under the big tree full of spider nests, guarded by groups of giant spiders.

When Black's figure did not appear, Mo Bei asked:
"Where's Blake?"

"He received the order to represent Lu Gaoyin as an envoy to Caltim. By the way, the things he gave you have been prepared." Aike seemed a little disappointed when he spoke, and ordered the giant spider to enter the big stone house that was used as a warehouse. A few pairs of saddles were brought out.

Mo Bei understood that the situation over there was not stable before, and it was inconvenient for Lu Gaoyin to send envoys publicly. Now that Asila and Varenna have controlled the power of the kingdom, Blake will be busy. Efforts are made to be qualified for this position.

And from Aike's tone of voice, he should be unlikely to come back here after completing the task. It seems that he will not be able to see the figure of the little spider busy waiting for him here in the future.

Looking at the carefully crafted saddles again, he and Aike felt lost together.

"Cough... Didn't you say that he was sent to the king's capital? Why did it look like he died in the line of duty..." Ned couldn't help but patted Mo Bei, who was hurt by seeing things, and interrupted this strange scene atmosphere.

"Oh... yes..." Mo Bei coughed dryly, and said without hesitation:
"By the way, Elder Aike, we brought back a lot of corpses this time, I think it should be able to make up for your loss."

There was just a hint of surprise on Aike's face, feeling that it was just in time, but he immediately became horrified.

After a while, he looked at the pile of corpses more than ten feet high, his expression was not much stronger than that of the five craftsmen in Iqier, and he asked in a trembling voice:

"This... are these really from the Wizarding Society?"

(End of this chapter)