I Can Summon All the Gods

In the Denkovis Forest of Magical Beasts.

"Locke, after all this time, the barbecue you cooked is still the most delicious." Fremont praised.

Locke couldn't help but roll his eyes at Fremont when he saw him devouring the food regardless of his image. 'After all, you are a level-10 practitioner. Can't you pay attention to your image? You're really living your life like a refugee.'

However, perhaps Fremont knew something about the heart of the earth. Although this old man looked unreliable, he seemed to know a lot. Thinking of this, Locke asked directly, "Do you know the heart of the earth?"

"The heart of the earth?"

Fremont frowned and said after a while, "I've read of the heart of the earth in an ancient book, but it's not described much in it. Broadly speaking, the heart of the earth is a creature born between heaven and earth, but even in ancient times, it didn't appear, and now it's even more impossible."

"Why do you ask about the heart of the earth?" Fremont asked while eating the roast meat.

Locke sighed helplessly and did not hide it from him, "I need to forge a weapon, and one of the materials I need is the heart of the earth."

"Forging a weapon with the heart of the earth?" Fremont was stunned. He doubted that Locke was crazy to want to make a weapon with such a precious thing.

"Get real. After the divine war, the original energy of the Icacia Continent hasn't recovered yet. It's impossible to give birth to the heart of the earth." After being stunned for a few seconds, Fremont said crossly.

"Who knows?" Locke shrugged.

"Damn grave robber! Where do you think you're going?"

Just then, a roar suddenly came from the sky.

Fremont's body shook and the roast meat in his hand almost fell to the ground. After stuffing the roasted meat into his mouth, he jumped up from the ground, and a majestic magic energy erupted from his body.
A space fluctuation came from the sky, and an old man in a red robe walked out of the space channel. At this moment, the old man's face had reddened with rage, he was obviously extremely angry. After this old man, several figures slowly walked out. These people were all level-9 masters. Like the old man, they all had long faces, and their eyes were burning with anger. They looked as if they wanted to cut Fremont into pieces.

After that, two more space fluctuations appeared and several figures flew out of the space channels.

Among these people, the leader was a level-10 master.

These three groups of people wore different clothes and obviously came from different families. However, the same thing was that they looked at Fremont with strong hostility and killing intent in their eyes.

The old man in a red robe who first appeared with burning eyes said, "Bastard! Hand over the treasure of the Nigel family!"

"Those things are not yours." Fremont sneered, "I don't believe that there is no record in your Nigel family. This thing is only temporarily stored in your family."

Hearing that, Guthrie Nigel's face changed, but returned to normal in an instant. He shouted angrily, "Nonsense! When did our family have such teaching?"

Seeing that the member of the Nigel family didn't admit it, Fremont cursed, "Bah, you so-called super forces are really shameless. You take others' belongings for yourself, and take them for granted."

"Don't be so sophistical!"

On the other side of the sky, a middle-aged man with a square face said in a murderous voice, "You trespassed into the territory of our Sidney family and stole a treasure, disturbing our ancestors. You can only use your blood to mourn our ancestors' spirits in heaven!"

The expression on Locke's face became a little strange. From what they said, he seemed to be able to guess that Fremont seemed to be the ruthless man who had dug tombs before. It was not surprising that others were so angry. If it was any other family, whose family tomb was dug up, they would also be furious.

Fremont didn't seem to feel wrong, "It's a waste to put that thing in your family. It's better to give it to me. Besides, I have helped you repair your family's defensive array. It's a win-win situation."

"Needless to say to him. Let me see if his bones are as hard as his tone!"

Guthrie Nigel roared, and a strong magic power directly smashed in Fremont's direction.

How could Fremont wait for death? He waved his hand, and in the blink of an eye, powerful magic condensed in front of him and rushed toward Guthrie's magic.

Boom!

The two magic collided and finally dissipated.

"What?"

Guthrie shouted out in shock and anger, "You become a level-10 mage!"

His tone was full of shock.

Other people's faces were also full of shock. They were very sure that when this person stole their family's treasures, he was only a level-8 practitioner. In just a few days, a level-8 practitioner had suddenly become a level-10 practitioner?!

They only felt that their worldview had been greatly shocked.

"He must have used some unusual method to become a level-10 master in such a short time." The square-faced middle-aged man, namely Doyle Sidney said slowly, looking at Fremont.



"Maybe this person also has a lot of connections with the person who massacred the capital city of the Kent Kingdom."

Another level-10 master who kept silent all the time, Hamilton Bennett from the Bennett family, had a gleam in his eyes.

"Bullshit! Don't sling mud at me!" Hearing that the other party directly charged him with the crime of massacring the capital city, Fremont broke out into curses and spit.

"Let's fight together," Doyle said directly, "With the masters of our three families gathered here, I don't believe that we can't catch a person who has entered level 10 by evil means!"

The other two people nodded slowly.

Although their original main purpose was to take back their families' treasures, now it seemed that this person had something more valuable. The method that could make a level-8 master enter level 10 in such a short time was enough to make any forces crazy.

Although there weren't many level-10 masters in their families, there were many level-8 practitioners in their families. As long as they got this method, maybe they could make level-10 masters in batches!

As they spoke, they had already burst into powerful auras, which directly enveloped the surrounding area of one mile.

In this area, even a level-10 master couldn't use the space channel.

Although they were all level-10 masters, the old beggar in front of them was indeed too strange. He could break through the enchanted barrier created by them when he was only a level-8 practitioner. Therefore, on their way here, they had reached an agreement that they would attack at the same time and make three seals, leaving no chance for this old beggar to escape.