The Almighty Summoner

In the magnificent reception hall of the Cheetah Headquarters in Los Angeles, a giant mahogany conference table about six meters long and three meters wide is placed in the center, and the people sitting beside the table are all prominent figures from the Saint-Lo continent, although they They come from different countries and regions, but they have one thing in common, they are all Muyun's best friends.

Captain Dick sat on the first seat, and glanced at the more than 20 influential people sitting at the conference table. They were discussing the matter of Mu Yun's capture in twos and threes, but none of them could provide information about Mu Yun's whereabouts.

"He fucks!" A black-faced man suddenly jumped up against the case, cursing in his mouth, "These bastards in the underworld dare to arrest me, Boss Muyun, I don't believe it, we have millions of brothers , I’m afraid we won’t be able to find the whereabouts of the boss.”

"Brother Heilang, please stay safe." Dick stood up and gestured for him to sit down with his right palm. "I have sent three thousand mercenary brothers who are good at tracking to find out the whereabouts of Captain Mu Yun. Notified all the brothers in other countries in the mainland, and always pay attention to the movements of the cursed fighters in the underworld, and I believe there will be news in the near future.”

"Captain Dick," Lin Tianhao, the young master of the fire wolf, stood up at this time, "We have closely monitored the three places of Tiandu, Liberty Alliance, and Xingyue Kingdom. I don't think there will be any news of cursed soldiers , and the chances of Cursed Warriors appearing in Tianlong Kingdom will not be too high, because there are also our mercenary brothers there, and now only the Light Alliance is the most suspected. I think we should unite the forces of the four countries to put pressure on the Light Alliance, or They help us find the whereabouts of Mu Yun and Princess Nuoyalan, or let our people enter the League of Light to find out by themselves."

"I'm afraid Bishop Guangming won't agree with us sending people into their country," Yun Chenyi, the crown prince of Xingyue Kingdom, said, "However, no matter what, it is necessary to unite the four countries, and the people of the Guangming Alliance in the province will just perfunctory us , not really helping."

"Prince Yun is right," Elder Myrdal of Tiandu nodded in agreement, "In recent years, although the Light Alliance has been calm on the surface, Birming and Auston secretly used some method to train many masters in the sky. The bishop has disregarded his relationship with the traitor Oston in his own country, but the old man thinks that the bishop may not know this method of cultivating masters, so I am afraid that the most powerful country in the Saint-Lo continent is the League of Light. Bishop Guangming has nothing to fear, and the rest of our four countries should unite as one."

"Yes, yes! Elder Myrdal is right." People also agreed.

"However, I'm afraid that the emperor of Tianlong Kingdom may not be willing to take this muddy water." Mo Sen's voice interrupted everyone's discussion, and the audience immediately became quiet. He continued, "Elder Mu Yun was once arrested for practicing dark magic. The emperor of Tianlong Kingdom is expelled from the country, I am afraid that this old emperor will hear that Mu Yun has been captured, and it is too late to be happy."

"It doesn't matter, even if Tianlong Kingdom doesn't want to rescue Mu Yun, at least it has to sell the old man's face to save Yalan." At this time, a person came from the door of the hall, it was Norman, the leader of the Freedom Alliance.

"Lord leader!" Seeing Norman's presence, everyone immediately stood up respectfully, even Elder Myrdal and Prince Yun Chenyi nodded to Norman very politely.

In the Canyon of the Undead, at the entrance of the Temple of the Undead, Mu Yun woke up drowsily, and Nuo Yalan was still in a coma next to her. She was about to reach out to push Nuo Yalan, but was severely kicked by someone. Kicked at the wrist, "Be honest! Otherwise, I will destroy you!" A man's voice came from behind, and Mu Yun took back her right hand in pain. She turned her head and saw an extremely tall and burly Meng The masked man was standing behind him. He exuded a frightening aura of death all over his body, and there was no life in his dark eyes, as if he was the god of death in purgatory.

"What are you! How dare you talk to me like that!" Mu Yun's heart soared with anger, she stood up cleverly, raised her foot and wanted to kick the opponent's cheek, but before she could exert any strength, she suddenly collapsed again Going down, she was horrified to find that the fighting spirit in her body was unresponsive.