《Please Stop Summoning Me!》Chapter 11: New Calls
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***Edited By Kronost***
Today's business was not very good, but still, Shen Yi has been busy all day.
"Huh, it's time to close the door."
Shen Yi took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. It was half-past eleven.
He moved his body and sat down on the bar. Then he took out the sacrifice of the Order.
Tear-eye mask.
As he went through the mysterious events after crossing over, and the unknown things he obtained, a kind of fear conceived deep in his heart.
However, an unquenchable curiosity, emanating from deep within his marrows, fascinated him with the mystery of the unknown.
Shen Yi still remembered what the priest had said- This was a mask of ever-changing, it could be transformed according to his understanding.
"But, how do you apply it?"
Once again, he put the mask on his face and stood in front of the coffee shop mirror.
"Change! Change it for me!"
Nothing changed.
"It can't be done."
He bitterly took off the mask on his face and put it on the bar counter. He did not put down the mask properly, as a result, it fell straight off the bar.
The mask fell on his shadow and disappeared in the next moment.
As Shen watched the scene in amazement, he promised that he would never be dazzled that the mask could sink into shadows.
"Could it be that the mask is for the shadow?" He had a sudden realization and thought about changing his appearance.
The face in the mirror began to be distorted, blurred, and gradually turned into a plain face.
"That's it." Shen Yi finally understood how to apply the mask.
Shadow mask, a relic of the "Misinterpret (distorted)" level.
After wearing the mask to the shadow, the mask can change the shape of the shadow's owner. It first appeared two thousand years ago in the ancient kingdom of Peji on the Third Continent. The creator was probably some pharaoh of the Peji civilization. The use of relics had negative effects, and the wearer of the shadow mask would lose themselves and often forget their own memories.
Shen Yi stood in front of the mirror and tried many changes, which was very interesting. The mask could not only change the face but also the body and clothing but it is limited to the human form.
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"Interesting."
Shen Yi immediately became happy. If he was to be called again, he no longer needed to use his own appearance and figure.
He breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, in this way, the possibility of being found by a cultist afterward is very low."
After trying the change enough times, Shen Yi's thoughts moved, and the mask automatically popped out of his shadow.
He picked up the mask from the ground and went to the backroom to put it in the drawer.
Shen Yi was quite happy that the research on sacrifices had progressed, but now he needed to calm down and close the store to sleep.
Shen Yi had just walked to the door, and suddenly there was another vibration, and everything in the coffee shop started shaking.
He was not surprised at all. Without any panic or surprise, he closed the door of the cafe before the gray mist rose.
He didn't want to come back to the cafe and find that his property had been ransacked.
Shen Yi calmly walked to the back room. He first took out the mask in the drawer, then opened the notebook on the table and recorded the sounds in his mind.
"The Mist of the White Shores from the great existence of the void world."
"An indescribable, unspeakable, unknown type mysterious god."
"My heart is full of despair and pain, and I use this as an opportunity to offer the burning chaos seed."
"I will do all the best and all the evil, just to pray for you to appear in the world and fulfill the only desire deep in my heart."
‘The Mist of the White Shores? I have heard about this call before.' Shen Yi swiveled his pen and quickly analyzed a new piece of information.
Summoning the same mysterious existence and using different spells was valuable information that needed to be written down.
The gray mist rose again and soon surrounded the cafe. Except for the pen and notebook, everything else in Shen Yi's hand disappeared.
"Here we go again, and this time it seems to be the enemy of the Lord of Ashes."
Shen Yi picked up the paper and pen and calmly headed to an unknown place.
......
On the outskirts of Beland, a dark private castle, underground hall.
The hall was empty and dim. Byron, in a black suit, stood in the middle with a serious expression on his face, the light in his sea-blue eyes was as sharp as a knife.
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A few meters from his feet, there was a complex magic circle with weird patterns. The weird patterns seemed to be invisible, but in fact, they had indescribable strangeness. The composition was rigorous, and ordinary people could never draw them smoothly without practice.
Four apprentices were waiting for his orders in the corner of the underground hall. Yana was the only woman among the four wizard apprentices. She was small and thin but wore a large black robe with a brown right ponytail. Her face was covered with sweat, and she was obviously afraid of the work ahead.
Yana bent down slightly, frightened, and at the same time cheered up, and sheepishly said, "Teacher, You said that as long as we help you complete this call, there will be a lot of subsidies, is that true?"
Her two index fingers joined each other, and she said with a squinting face:
"Because, I've always wanted to travel abroad, but you know my family conditions."
Byron nodded and answered calmly, "Of course. There is no problem, Yana. Wait for the sacrifice to succeed, I will pay all the expenses of your trip abroad."
Yana excitedly clenched a fist to her chest and yelled out in a low voice.
"Yay!"
Byron deceived the students by saying that he just wanted to summon a stronger spirit, the ancient king of Nolan, who drew out his evil sword.
The salary he offered was quite generous, and every student was happy. Byron calmly glanced at the watch on his wrist, the time was almost up.
The ceremony is about to begin.
Byron slowly opened his tightly held left hand, and inside was one of the thousand paper cranes that had been unwrapped, with faint writing written on it.
"I hope my father will always be happy."
White lightning flashed through the window, illuminating the serious face of the middle-aged man.
April 30, the night of Walpurgis is the legendary night of the witch.
He has waited several months for this day.
The ritual of summoning the inaccessible is the evilest of all spells. It is strictly prohibited not only in Nolan but in all countries.
If the implementation is discovered and reported, all those involved would be sentenced to death.
But he had no choice.
The middle-aged man stretched out his pale right hand, raised a knife with the other hand, and stabbed it into the palm of his hand.
The spot was very hot and painful as if being electrified. The inductance continued, the acid heat gradually spread out from the wound like a stream flowing from the bath. The pain was getting worse.
His bright red blood slowly flowed down from the palm of his hand, stained the ground, coincidentally adorning the weird pattern on the ground.
The middle-aged man watched nervously. He took a deep breath, forced himself to concentrate, and chanted ancient spells.
"The Mist of the White Shores from the great existence of the void world."
"An indescribable, unspeakable, unknown type, mysterious god."
"My heart is full of despair and pain, and I use this as an opportunity to offer the burning chaos seed with the link."
"I will do all the best and all the evil, just to pray for you to appear in the world and fulfill the only desire deep in my heart."
A spell handed down from ancient times to the present used to summon one of many ancient gods. A god that has existed since the very beginning of man's existence, knowing almost everything and being omnipotent.
It could fulfill the person's desire, as long as enough sacrifices were offered. It not only brings joy and hope but also pain and despair.
It didn't only bring happiness.
Time passed bit by bit. The rainstorm was still howling outside the window, and the hall started to be filled with white mist, the surrounding air also gradually distorted.
The apprentices gradually felt fear, and that an unknown existence was coming. They began to tremble subconsciously, but everyone knew that this dangerous call would never stop.
Byron took a deep breath and squeezed his hands, trying to control his excitement.
An extremely intense pressure made Byron unable to breathe. As Nolan's top wizard, he had not experienced this level of pressure even when facing saints.
Byron even felt that he was like an ant blown into the sky by the wind, unable to struggle in an incomprehensible air current.
There was a flicker of fear in his eyes, followed by a glow of ecstasy.
"It worked."
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