Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

Various complex knowledge continuously poured into his mind. These knowledge were completely different from what was recorded in ancient books and even more bizarre and terrifying.

After more than half an hour, Lachika was sweating all over, and the knowledge transmission in his mind finally ended.

"The Netherworld Summoning Technique", is this the gift from Quetzalcoatl, the witchcraft of shamanism?"

Lachika ignored his physical fatigue and instilled knowledge into his mind, allowing him to understand what exactly he had inherited.

"Using Yin blood as a guide and soul as a hook, I can scare away all souls..."

Lachika's face turned slightly pale, because the knowledge contained in it, apart from the basic breathing technique of absorbing spiritual energy, was more of a ghost summoning technique, which was extremely strange and terrifying, completely beyond the imagination of normal people.

"No, I can't escape the pursuit of the United States by myself. I must master this extraordinary power."

But soon, Lachika gritted his teeth. He needed strength urgently, otherwise he would not be able to fight against the powerful state organs.

Thinking of this, Lachika sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes and concentrated on resting according to the method of "Netherworld Necromancer".

After a moment, Lachika really felt the refreshing energy in the air flowing into her body. Her originally tired body was nourished, and her mental and fatigue states improved greatly.

"This is what the Jeko Group calls spiritual energy, right? Then these black ones, could they be the evil spirits recorded in the Netherworld Spirit Summoning Technique?"

Gradually, Lachica sensed not only the spiritual energy in the air, but also the swirling evil spirit. He even felt that the earth beneath his feet was breathing, and the flowers, plants and trees were emitting vigorous vitality.

Wow!
Inside the house, some birds flew to the windowsill at some point, and outside the house, a large number of cats and dogs were squatting in a row.

This is not due to the Netherworld Necromancer technique, but simply because of Lachika's innate Taoist body.

The innate Taoist body is known as the darling of nature. This physique is so powerful that even if one has just started practicing, one has already shown its extraordinary qualities.

When a week of training was over, Lachika opened his eyes and was shocked by the situation in front of him. His head and shoulders were full of flying birds, and the open space around him was full of cats and dogs, all wandering quietly around.

However, after the tension subsided, Lachika vaguely realized that these little animals seemed to be particularly attached to him, and he could even feel their emotions.

"Flying circles."

Lachika's mind moved, and just as he expected, several birds flew freely in circles in the air, as if they could understand his commands.

Next, Lachika tried again and found that he really had the ability to control animals, which made Lachika very excited.

"Don't get carried away. Animals have limited fighting power after all. I have to use the extraordinary power of the Netherworld Summoning Technique to truly fight those American policemen."

Lachika did not indulge in his own power. In the face of bullets, ordinary carbon-based creatures are basically useless.

"I need the help of my tribe."

Lachica thought of the requirements of the ghost summoning spell, and immediately turned around and left the house, and went to the house of her next-door neighbor Herrera again.

"Rachika, what happened?"

Herrera was a little puzzled to see Lachica coming again.

Lachika said solemnly: "Aunt Herrera, I have decided to inherit my father's position as priest."

Herrera was stunned. Looking at Lachica, whose face was still a little childish, he was just about to persuade him to think carefully. After all, he was too young and his father was gone. The Indians in the reservation might not recognize him as a priest.

However, before Herrera could speak, his pupils dilated slightly.

Because at some point, birds flew in from the open window, fluttering around Lachika, and a few mice came out from some corner and sat in a row in front of Lachika.

This magical scene made Herrera unbelievable.

"Aunt Herrera, I am serious. What my father said is right. We do have the power to become extraordinary. I need the help of the tribe to hold a sacrificial ceremony to fully master this power."

Lachika's expression was serious and she spoke slowly.

Herrera was completely shocked. This incredible scene proved Lachika's ability. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, I will contact the tribesmen. Just tell me if you need anything."

A smile appeared on Lachika's face, knowing that it was done.

………………

A week later, a large number of Indians gathered in the central open space of the reservation.

Lachica wore a grand sacrificial dress and a crown made of animal bones, eagle feathers and gems, and stood on a high platform with an expressionless face.

On the platform was a mirror as tall as a person, two pairs of scissors, a black steel fork, and twelve pig heads, cow heads, and sheep heads placed on an iron plate.

"The summoning of spirits begins. Bring people up."

Lachika calculated the time. When it was four o'clock in the afternoon, Lachika stood up on time, cut his fingertips with a knife, and wrote strange and twisted symbols on the mirror that was as tall as a person.

From the crowd, three pale, trembling Indians were brought up and knelt in front of Lachika.

"Have mercy, Lachika, I really didn't mean to harm your father."

"For the sake of my people, spare my life."

"Going against the United States is a dead end, and superstition in this religion is useless. Do you want to follow Lachika all the way to the end?"

Some of the three Indians begged for mercy, while others cursed.

Lachika's eyes were cold. His father was arrested by the United States before the sacrificial ceremony began because these three traitors colluded with the United States to tip off.

He specifically used animals as his eyes and deliberately said that he would hold a sacrificial ceremony. Soon they were exposed and finally all caught. He used them as sacrifices for his ghostly necromancy.

"You are a bunch of scum. I am ashamed to be your compatriot. Your only value is to become a sacrifice to Quetzalcoatl and dedicate your life to the great god."

Lachica walked forward, holding a sharp knife, and regardless of the three men's struggles and screams, he began to cut the three men into pieces bit by bit with the knife.

The first traitor had his eyes gouged out and his tongue, ears and nose cut off.

The second traitor had his heart and other internal organs dug out.

The third inner demon cut off his limbs and blood spurted all over the ground.

The bloody means made Lachika, the implementer, feel a little uncomfortable, but thinking of what several people had done, he hardened his heart and completed all the tasks.

The horrific and cruel scene fell into the eyes of the Indian onlookers. Some felt fear, while others felt excited.

With his hands stained with blood, Lachika placed the dug-out facial features, heart, liver, lungs, and limbs in front of the mirror, then lit twelve candles and placed them upright on the heads of a cow, a pig, and a sheep.

Then, a bell appeared in Lachica's hand, and she began to shake it while muttering some difficult-to-pronounce spells.

"Oh no! The police outside the reservation have noticed our actions and are heading our way."

Suddenly, the Indian on guard ran in in a panic, but it turned out to be a large gathering of Indians, and the American police discovered that something was wrong.

"Master Priest." Several Indian leaders became nervous. They had seen Lachika's ability to control animals, but the American police had left them with too much fear, so they couldn't help but panic when they heard the police coming.

Lachika remained unmoved and continued to chant the spell.

Gradually, gusts of cold wind blew from the high platform, and a dark cloud floated into the sky, and the surrounding environment became dim.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The candles went out one after another, and the human body parts originally placed in front of the mirror began to undergo strange changes. They were being erased bit by bit, as if being eaten by some invisible creature.

The bizarre scene made all the Indians present feel their scalps tingling and goose bumps appear all over their bodies. A strong sense of uneasiness caused by physiological instinct swept over their bodies and minds.

Lachika was excited because he could feel that the evil and negative energy in this land was continuously gathering in this direction.

Lachika attributed all this to the magic of the Netherworld Summoning Necromancer, but little did he know that this was a natural talent of the innate Taoist body. For ordinary cultivators who had just started practicing, the chances of summoning evil spirits were very slim, or the summoned evil spirits would even backfire on the host.

Just at this moment, more than a dozen police cars drove to the sacrificial site with sirens blaring, and a large number of police officers got out with guns drawn.

"What are you doing? Who allowed you to gather together?"

The leading sheriff shouted and rushed forward with a group of police officers.

"This is our territory. No one is allowed to disturb the priest's ceremony."

The Indians stood in front, but facing the black muzzles of guns, many of them were still timid and quietly retreated, and their resistance was not particularly resolute.

"Okay, you still dare to engage in cult activities, arrest all of you and bring them back to the police station."

The sheriff sneered when he heard this, and his officers rushed forward to arrest the people. They opened fire decisively at the slightest resistance, and soon several people who were blocking the way were hit and fell.

The shooting shocked many Indians, and the sheriff immediately turned his attention to the platform.

However, he happened to see that on the high platform, the life-size mirror with blood symbols painted on it was emitting black gas, and a dry, sharp, twisted hand like a straw hand stretched out from it.

A cold, ominous and weird atmosphere spread out, and the faces of the American police officers who saw this scene changed drastically.

"What the hell is that? Shoot. Shoot him to death. And smash the mirror."

The sheriff was the first to react and shouted, but it was too late.

Click! Kaka!

The original mirror cracked automatically, and a hideous and strange figure appeared in front of Lachika.

It is two meters tall and made of straw. It has a tattered straw hat on its head and a dirty raincoat on its body. Its limbs are strangely twisted. It is actually a scarecrow.

This is a newly born first-class evil ghost. It was originally being nurtured in a dangerous place and should have taken a year to transform, but it was born early because of the Netherworld's necromancy.

The next moment, countless bullets flew and landed on the scarecrow, causing the straw to fly everywhere, but they were completely unable to truly destroy the evil spirit.

"Kill all these policemen."

Lachika looked ominous and gave orders to the scarecrow.

Swish!
Almost as soon as the words fell, the scarecrow that was originally guarding Lachica suddenly moved, its twisted limbs spread out as if hugging something.

The straws that were originally flying all over the sky slowly fell into the police team. Once they touched the police, the straws disappeared mysteriously.

The next second, the policemen were shaking all over, holding their stomachs and screaming. Countless dry straws gushed out of their mouths, noses, eye sockets, and ears, followed by their hands and feet, and then their skin all over their bodies.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen scarecrows in police uniforms appeared at the scene.

“Avoid those straws.”

Some people realized the problem and hurried to avoid the straw falling from the sky.

Click!

The scary scarecrow walked towards the policemen step by step with a slightly stiff body.

Its movements looked stiff and unnatural, but its speed was eerily fast. Many of the police officers' shots missed, and even if they hit, they could not cause much damage to this terrifying scarecrow.

Soon, the Scarecrow approached the leading sheriff.

"Fuck, God bless you."

When the sheriff saw the terrifying scarecrow standing in front of him, he was so scared that he dropped his pistol. He quickly picked up the cross hanging around his neck, thinking that it might be more useful than a gun.

The scary scarecrow's mouth cracked, and while he was looking at the sheriff, the sheriff's body folded backwards from the waist, and he was bent in half, with the back of his head touching his heels.

Clearly, God did not protect this sheriff.

Click!Click!
The scary scarecrow's head turned 180 degrees. The policemen facing the scary scarecrow had stiff expressions and their heads began to turn uncontrollably.

"No, no, no, don't."

"Oh God! Help me, I can't control my neck."

These police officers were still conscious, but they could not control their bodies. They could only watch their necks being twisted by an invisible force, their cervical vertebrae breaking with a crisp sound, and finally their heads all turned 180 degrees, with their faces turned to the back. The bodies fell one after another, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

"This is the devil crawling out of hell. We can't win."

"Run, run quickly, go back and ask the priest to come over."

"The Indians really do have witchcraft, and we have been deceived."

This weird and creepy scene caused the police to completely collapse psychologically. Everyone rushed to escape, losing the courage to fight.

However, the Scarecrow did not let them go, because Lachica's order was to kill them all.

The scary scarecrow took stiff steps and chased slowly. Policemen fell down every moment and became victims of the evil spirit. No policeman could escape the punishment of this scary scarecrow.

The last two policemen who ran onto the police car were also transformed into two stiff scarecrows by the strange force, with straw spitting out of their mouths and bodies.

The entire battle lasted less than ten minutes, and all the police officers who came over were killed.

The Indians who witnessed this scene were stunned and looked at the scarecrow and Lachika's figure walking back with fear.

Lachika felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the corpses all over the ground, but he never regretted doing so.

If it weren't for this summoned evil spirit, he would have been the one to die. He didn't think the police would show mercy to him.

"This is extraordinary power, an inhuman power."

Lachika walked up to the scarecrow and looked at this first evil spirit she had summoned, her eyes becoming particularly determined.

Although this was only a first-class evil ghost, the Netherworld Summoning Technique could still summon more ghosts, which was enough for him to complete his plan. (End of this chapter)