When I Was a Copywriter, I Was Urged to Update by the Original Character

However, it was Weber who had a stomachache anyway.

Chapter 48 Shame, you retreat the tower!

In this world, there are three top-level summoning magic, or descending magic.

The first is to connect to the root through the Holy Grail, and project the avatar of the heroic spirit from the Hall of Valor - the Servant.

This is no stranger to Weber who participated in the Holy Grail War.

The second is to consume the magic power in the spiritual veins to breed supernatural creatures called elves from nature and realms, but this summoning is accompanied by great side effects.

One is the space shock.

If it is not used well, it will be a disaster for a city or even the entire plate.

Second, the summoned elves are not under your control.

And the most important thing is that the magician who mastered this technique should have been exterminated.

The third type, strictly speaking, cannot be called summoning.

It is between the first and the second.

Although it is also possible to summon artificially, the price paid for each summoning probably requires dozens, or even hundreds of lives of capable users.

Most of them are naturally formed, without going through the root, and the myths and legends of various places absorb the spiritual power of the earth, thus giving birth to the gods of the earth who are endowed with mythological identities. People call this kind of god-the god of disobedience.

It is as different from the ordinary elf white paper, this kind of god who is born after mixing with human beings, will destroy the surrounding environment while following his own settings.

When the god of death comes, it means the underworld is alive.

Poseidon is the flooded land.

In short, these disobedient gods will destroy the living space of human beings in their own way.

This is the case in Sardinia today.

That's why Weber found it difficult.

Fortunately, the goal of Weber's coming here was not to kill this disobedient god.

Except for the six kings, no one can kill God at present, even if it gathers the power of the entire clock tower, it is difficult to do so.

Weber's trip was only to confirm the identity of this Disobedient God, and to see if he could find a chance to seal it.

Leaving aside his own strength in fighting the five dregs, even if Gray releases the treasure with all his strength, it can only hurt the body of the God of Disobedience.

If most of the seals on the Holy Lance are released, you should be able to give it a try.

Under normal circumstances, it is simply a fantasy for humans to kill a god who cannot obey!

Facing the demigod Heroic Spirit who appeared as a Heroic Spirit in the early years, Weber could feel the desperate strength of the other party!

Even with Gray as his bodyguard by his side, Weber didn't think it was possible to defeat that one.

Now facing the gods in mythology, Weber's stomach couldn't help but ache again.

Just as Weber felt his stomach ache, Gray pointed to a taxi parked by the side of the road and said.

"Master, there is a taxi ahead, let's go to the booked hotel first."

"okay."

Hearing the disciple's reminder, Weber nodded, then let go of his left hand covering his stomach, and walked slowly in the direction of the taxi that Gray pointed out.

Although their teachers in El Mello are very poor and even have hundreds of millions of debts, they still have money for taxis.

The main reason was that Weber was afraid of being late, and he was exhausted walking to the hotel with his physical strength.

If possible, he would still choose to save as much as he can. By the way, he would like to ask if the fare can be reimbursed this time.

By the way, the hotel was prepared by the client long ago.

Otherwise, there is a high possibility that the master and apprentice will sleep on the street.

"Do you two want to take a taxi?"

When the driver saw the two people walking towards this side, he poked his head out and asked them in standard English.

Weber looked at the too-young face protruding out of the car window, subconsciously froze, and thought to himself—is the driver sixteen years old?

Weber turned his attention to the young man's strange hairstyle, beautiful blond hair, three circles were intentionally made in the position of the buoyant sea, it was simply three freshly baked donuts.

Is this the current hairstyle in Sardinia?

Or is this just a non-mainstream teenager?

Forget it, no matter what it is, it will rain and I will have nothing to do. Now Wei Bo just wants to go to the big hotel bed and lie down for a while.

As a famous detective, Weber also guessed that the boy probably drove a black car. It is impossible for a boy of this age to have a driver's license in Italy.

But the police were nearby, and they had no intention of arresting the boy, and were still silently counting the money, which could only show the collusion between the police and the robbers.

This seems to be a very common thing in Sardinia.

As the saying goes, do as the Romans do, Weber put his suitcase in the trunk without thinking too much.

Just as the master and the apprentice pushed the heavy suitcase into the trunk and leaned their hands on the car, they were not relieved.