Samsara Paradise: I Am an Outer God, I’m a Little Panic

Chapter 133 Preparing for Pest Control

No matter which one it is, Liang Ge, as a foreign soul, has never logged in to the Throne of Heroes or left any records. It would be strange if he was really summoned directly, not to mention that he was blocked by his talent and the consciousness of this world.

However, the original work also appeared as a pseudo-heroic spirit like Su Xiao provided by Samsara Paradise, which can be ruled out now.

While thinking, he took out several enhanced versions of special enemy-trapping props that he had prepared, preparing to lock down the enemy at the critical moment——

As long as the holder of this item clearly expresses hostility and locks a target as a hostile unit, it will very intelligently carry out a round of persecution process, starting from the step of automatically releasing the special version of the low-level forbidden magic field that he has researched, to prevent the enemy from doing so. Resist or escape through spells or spell-like abilities...

This compass-like prop is the culmination of his current alchemical and magical rituals.

Using it on this occasion does not count as burying it. Liang Ge wants to prove that he is definitely a good person, and he does not need its favor for the evil things in this world.

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It was a white-haired man, lying in front of the slightly flickering magic array in an almost embarrassing posture. He was twitching as if his muscles were cramping or struggling to death.

He was wearing sportswear and a hood. His face under the hood was stiff and terrifying, and blood and tears were flowing from his remaining intact right eye, dripping down his cheek.

While chanting the incantation with difficulty, his limbs were spasming, and his capillaries burst and oozed blood.

The summons to the heroes on the other side of time and space, the price that must be paid for the spiritual séance ritual...

The feeling of magic that surrounds the whole body is something that no magician can escape, and the chills and pain caused by the circulatory movement of magic circuits in the body.

Even under normal circumstances, this kind of pain caused by strife that makes people want to scream loudly is unbearable, because in this spiritual ceremony, they have lost their functions as human beings and become... A component of a mystical ritual, completely transformed into a circuit connecting spirit and matter.

And the most important thing is that this man is different from ordinary magicians. His magic circuit is formed by other creatures parasitic in the body. The burden of stimulating and activating it is a severe pain that cannot be compared to the pain of other magicians.

However, this man's mental strength has completely withstood the pain. As long as he thinks of the task he is shouldering, he must not back down here! Even if his body has reached its limit!

Because he had spent the whole year preparing for this matter——

The bugs that had been eating away at his body for the past year have not only grown to the point where they can function as a simulated magic circuit, they can also desperately function to extend the life of their dying master.

From the perspective of modern medicine, it is already a miracle that he is still able to stand and walk. This is all due to the blessing of his magical power as a magician, which he paid for with his life.

The price was to undergo a year-long transformation or torture, and the physical body collapsed faster than imagined. For example, heart palpitations caused by irregular pulse were commonplace, and solid objects were not allowed to be eaten. Replace with glucose infusion…

The changes in appearance may be more intuitive——

His hair has all turned white, scars have appeared everywhere on his skin, and all other parts of his body have lost their color. Toxins called magic power circulate in the veins, and you can see them swelling from under the almost transparent skin, and the whole body seems to be covered with blue-black cracks...

This man paid such a heavy price and only had one month left to live, just to challenge this final test.

Life doesn't matter at all. If it was really too late, it would be that he died before he could get the Holy Grail and failed to save the child from hell...

Thinking of the girl who closed her heart like a doll, he couldn't help but curse Tokiomi Tohsaka, and he also imposed this curse on himself, the useless waste - because this was his destiny. , but this fate that had been rejected turned around and befell the innocent girl.

There is no way to compensate, but if there is a way to atone, at least the girl's future life must be restored. Even if you risk your life and fight desperately, if you can do it...

The white-haired man endured the severe pain of being constantly eroded by the parasites in his body, and at the same time endured the more powerful self-blame that devoured his soul. Every mantra he spoke with difficulty was like spitting out bloody tears:

"...You should be blinded by chaos. You are the prisoner of the prison of madness, and I am the operator holding the chain..."

This is a two-part incantation that adds a forbidden foreign object to the normal summoning spell, because it deprives the summoned Servant of its rationality and reduces the Servant to the level of a berserker.

Because although he barely became a magician, the quality gap between him and other magicians is still too big.

This gap cannot be made up by determination, and the magician's magic power will also affect the basic abilities of the summoned Servant, so it can only be made up by changing the Servant's class, and the parameters must be fundamentally improved.

"That's right! That's it, Kariya, add the attribute of "madness" to the summoned Servant! "

The person shouting these words loudly was a short old man.

He stood on crutches at the edge of the magic circle, at the junction of light and darkness. His bald head, hands and feet had shrunk to the point where people could mistake him for a mummy, but he was still naked under his sunken eye sockets. shoot.

"Hurry up and finish the last part, and then as the Master of Berserker, fight for me! If I still fail this time, I can only look forward to the next sixty years. Judging from Tohsaka's daughter's placenta, it will definitely Give birth to an excellent magician..."

The man's shoulders were shaking with murderous intent that had gone beyond hatred. Under this naked threat, he could only breathe very hard for a few seconds, and then forced himself to roar out the last spell in pain, At the end of my prayer, I felt that the magic power flowing in my body had accelerated to the limit:

"The spirit of speech that surrounds you is from the Wheel of Suppression, the guardian of the scales!"

A moment!

The wind howled in this closed space, and amidst the wind pressure that made it difficult to even open one's eyes, the magic array shone brightly.

Coming from the other side, coming here, whirlwind and lightning wrap around the legendary phantom.

Originally a human being, he has escaped from the human realm. He was promoted to the genus of elves with inhuman divine power. Coming from the Seat of Heroic Spirits, the Servant woven by countless people's dreams descended on the earth at this moment.

"Whoa whoa!"

The weird, mummy-like bald old man also widened his eyes, with light shining in his sunken eye sockets. He focused all his attention on the summoned Servant, trying to see clearly what kind of card he had drawn.

Just like drawing cards, drawing cards in reality is naturally more exciting. It is definitely not comparable to something like drawing a few stones into the soul.

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