My Archangel

brief introduction

Qiao Wen has traveled to another world, and there is a ritual called "Heroic Spirit Summoning"...

"Listen to me, everyone! Yesterday I called a tauren. Although it is a bit naive, guess what? That guy's panel attributes are simply outrageous!"

"Cut, what's so good about Tauren? The Lord only called the character explosion last time. When he sent a single draw, he directly summoned a Master Sword Sect. It is also rare in this world!"

"Jianzong? I think it's almost the same as the ancestor. Yesterday I saw with my own eyes that you recognized the long sword as a sword and gave it to others, and you were hung from a tree and beaten!"

"I... I don't have one, why are you so innocent!?"

As the interior and exterior of the pub gradually filled with joyful air late at night, Qiao Wen, who was leaning on a corner drinking and socializing with the opposite sex, suddenly felt his head poked.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a blond beauty staring at him with a smile.

Three pairs of light wings loomed behind her. Although the woman was smiling, she did not.

The talking eyes narrowed slightly, as if asking him something.

——Why haven’t you come home so late?

Chapter 01: Angels come to me

"The rule of the European Emperor has been established."

In the empty warehouse, the fair-skinned and handsome teenager patted the dust on his body, and discarded the ink pen in his hand at will.

On the floor in front of him, a circle with a radius of more than three meters was painted, and various strange runes densely packed in the circle were displayed.

This is a freehand drawing by Qiao Wen just now.

In this world, there is a ritual called "Summoning of Heroes", which is exactly what Qiao Wen is doing now.

"Oh, look at this round and full curve, look at this slash of dragons and snakes, this summoning must be a golden legend no matter what—"

Although Qiao Wen expected this, the reality has always been skinny.

From the perspective of popular probability, it is lucky to have a slightly normal hero with a single call.

"After the array is drawn, the next thing is the tribute."

With a light breath, wiped off the sweat from his forehead, Qiao Wen lifted the linen pocket on his hand and poured out the things he had prepared one by one.

[Left material of a certain material x452],

[Remnants of a rare elixir x352],

[The ashes of an unknown high-level monster x900],

[A unknown high-level monster fingernail x600]

...

According to the standards for summoning heroic spirits, these tributes were shabby, but they barely met the minimum requirements.

According to the pre-designed layout, Qiao Wen threw all kinds of tributes into the summoning circle just drawn.

With all this in place, Qiao Wen brushed out the system silently and confirmed his status.

[Host: Qiao Wen]

Body age: 15

[Currently in the world size: S+ (there are plural gods)]

[Inherent talent 1: unique acting skills (due to the host’s occupational disease)]

[Inherent talent 2: vitality enhancement (currently estimated host life span is one hundred thousand years)]

[Intrinsic talent 3: Vina's protection (increased affinity for dark matter)]

[Currently Summon Heroes: None]

Qiao Wen is not from this world.

Since he came to this world, this system has been with him for fifteen years.

However, it was a little different from the systems he had in mind, this system...it was very special.

Because even though there is a system, Qiao Wen has not been able to find good things such as a novice gift bag in it.

Among the few talents he currently has, one is his own, and the other two are due to his luck after crossing over.

Even the tribute prepared by this attempt to summon the heroic spirits was collected by Qiao Wen over ten years.

So far, the biggest role played by the system gentleman is probably to sort out the information that Qiao Wen himself knew a long time ago and arrange it on a transparent panel, so that he can look through it when he is bored, and talk to masturbate.

But here comes the fun.

Even the little bit of consumption when opening the system panel, this system gentleman has to extract from Qiao Wen’s daily intake of nutrients...

Occasionally, when Qiao Wen didn't eat, he couldn't even paint his panel.

For such a special Mr. System, Qiao Wen also gave it a special nickname long ago.

It is called a rice bucket.

"However... I managed to get through after all."

A contented sigh leaked from his mouth, and Qiao Wen stretched out his hand to close the curtain on the side.

The whole room was instantly darkened.

"My Joe has a dream, that is to leave this ghost place first."

Obviously crossing into the different world of sword and magic, he seems to be a physique that cannot be practiced, and he was discovered by a female devil who lives here, trapped in a small black house in the middle of the forest for more than ten years... Had Qiao Wen not been more Buddha, his mentality would have collapsed.

"There is one thing I said, I'm just a Buddha. I spent fifteen years in this kind of deep mountain and old forest without a WIFI. No one can stand it."

Looking down, Qiao Wen looked at the summoning circle on the ground again.

"Laodou, Mom, I'm about to draw a card, and lend me all your luck...Oh no, forget it, Laodou, that old man seems to be worse than me."

The faces of his parents appeared in his mind, Qiao Wen took a deep breath, squatted down slowly, and began to do the final inspection.

First of all, the devil went out yesterday, and has not returned until now.

At this time, besides the wandering monsters who dared not approach the hut, he was the only one left near the house.

No one will interfere with this call.

Then, all the tributes were in place.

The position of the pendulum is also the same as that mentioned in the book, and the possibility of the summoning failure this time is also theoretically reduced to the lowest.

As for the end, Qiao Wen himself needs to be mentally prepared.

There is no more drop left.