Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 10: They came as a team, they left as a single person.

The deafening gunshot ripped through the silence of the forest, startling a flock of noisy birds into flight, flapping their wings and fleeing in panic into the distance.

Ellie, that clever girl, without witnessing Chen Mo's actions firsthand, decisively cast a binding spell on the mage. She never imagined that her short life would end at the hands of a slow-moving, seemingly foolish skeleton.

Chen Mo watched as that delicate figure fell like a kite with a broken string into the fallen leaves and decaying matter, and a sharp pain inexplicably shot through his chest.

Could it be... a lingering reluctance to let go of this innocent ignorance?
wrong!

"I've been shot with an arrow?!"

Chen Mo looked down in astonishment and saw a short arrow deeply embedded in his chest, its tail feathers still trembling slightly.

Not far away, Xiao Shiyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

Without hesitation, the young scout pulled the trigger again, and the second crossbow bolt tore through the air in the forest, embedding itself deeply in Chen Mo's shoulder! Fortunately, this shot, fired with hatred, was not accurate enough; if it had been aimed straight for the head, he would probably be "finished" by now.

Chen Mo, whose reactions were slowed by pain, frantically tried to dodge.

Why did you kill her?!

The young scout roared and charged forward like a madman.

Having lived two lives, Chen Mo might have maintained a detached, detached perspective towards Ellie. But for these children who had long been oppressed by the shadow of the castle, Ellie was a rare ray of light in their gloomy lives.

For Xiao Shiyi, Ellie represents the convergence of all gentleness; she always speaks softly, never swears, and never kicks.

She wouldn't spit on other people's faces, although everyone thought it would be a nice thing to be spat on by her.

She would applaud when others successfully advanced, and she would blush and say thank you when others helped her clear her summons. Her long, drooping eyelashes were enough to keep boys tossing and turning all night.

Xiao Shiyi was just a servant; he dared not dream of anything, but would secretly gaze at this beauty.

Now, this beam of light has been extinguished by this damned guy himself!
Xiao Shiyi completely lost her mind.

He missed his target with the crossbow bolt, and instead of reloading, he hysterically slammed the crossbow at Chen Mo, while simultaneously drawing his short sword from his waist, yelling and wildly swinging it around.

Why did you kill her?

"Why did you kill such a good girl?"

"I didn't intend to kill her! She insisted on escaping!" Chen Mo said, backing away quickly while trying to lower his voice and buy himself some time by trying to distract her. "You saw it, I've been giving her chances..."

"She told you to die? Then you fucking should die!" Xiao Shiyi's voice was distorted with extreme anger.

"Go to hell!!!"

A naive yet foolish modern college student, too well-nurtured in modern society, Chen Mo still made the mistake of being too soft-hearted when faced with such a life-or-death situation for the first time.

Because of the goodwill Xiao Shiyi had shown earlier, and because I held the initiative, I did not confiscate Xiao Shiyi's weapon.

The little golden retriever's body wasn't even cold yet, and he had already ignored humanity!
Ultimately, he lacked experience in killing.

Secondly, because the order given to Xiaobai was to shoot if he tried to escape, Xiaobai just fired an empty magazine at Ellie.

When a summoner is attacked, their summoned creatures will instinctively react to protect their master.

Little White is on his way to the rescue.

However, Xiaobai hasn't learned how to change magazines independently yet.

After losing its master's guidance, this fool followed the most primal instincts of a skeleton spearman. Upon discovering that it could not "fire," it abandoned its automatic rifle and instead clumsily carried its broken bone spear, taking its signature, unsteady steps as if it were about to fall apart, and "struggled" to get closer.

They really tried their best, but how could they outrun a forest scout as swift as the wind?

He was a scout who had gone mad.

Chen Mo staggered a few steps, gritted his teeth, and with a determined heart, rammed himself into a large tree beside him. The impact shattered the fragile ice ring around him, weakened by the rapid depletion of his magic power. The restraints were released!

With life hanging by a thread, there was no room for hesitation. Chen Mo lay down, stomping his feet on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust and leaves that obscured his vision, while simultaneously pulling out a pistol from his pocket.

Xiao Shiyi seemed to transform into a berserker, ignoring the dust and the gun barrels, his crimson pupils locking onto Chen Mo's figure, and he charged forward without any strategy.

Bang! The first bullet pierced the scout's left shoulder.

Xiao Shiyi seemed to have been shoved hard, his body involuntarily tilting to one side, but he still staggered forward, continuing to meet Chen Mo's gun barrel.

Bang bang bang bang—the QSZ-92G fired a series of rapid gunshots.

Chen Mo emptied the magazine in one go, still keeping the gun pointed at the other party, his white knuckles gripping the trigger until the firing pin made a futile "click".

Xiao Shiyi finally collapsed to the ground. The cold death seemed to awaken a sliver of remaining reason. His body twitched a few times, as if he wanted to get up, but in the end he lay down helplessly.

With his last ounce of strength, the young scout struggled to lift his head, his gaze fixed on the fallen figure not far away. He stretched his arm out with all his might, his fingers grasping at the air in vain.

That's the direction Ellie fell.

Xiao Shiyi's lips moved as if she mumbled something, but her voice was so faint it was like a whisper, and Chen Mo couldn't hear a single word.

By the time Chen Mo came to his senses, all that remained in the air was the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Twenty seconds later, Xiaobai finally "arrived" at the scene. It clumsily used its bone gun to poke the corpse on the ground, splattering itself with fresh blood.

Chen Mo gasped for breath a few times, the pain in his wound coming and going. He bit his lip hard and hurriedly reloaded the automatic rifle that Xiao Bai was carrying, as well as his own pistol.

"Two shots to the chest and one to the head!" Chen Mo finished off Xiao Shiyi, while Xiao Bai ran to Ellie, who was lying on the ground in the distance, and fired another round of shots at close range. After finishing the job, Chen Mo began to check his own injuries.

The two arrows in his chest were blocked by the stab-proof vest, leaving only deep dents and a shocking bruise under his clothes, a testament to the near-death experience he had just endured.

The arrow was deeply embedded in his shoulder, the tip seemingly pressing against his shoulder bone. He tried to pull it out gently, instantly gasping for breath, the pain making his vision blur.

Despite the excruciating pain, he grimaced as he applied antiseptic and hemostatic powder around the wound and swallowed an anti-infection capsule.

The words of advice from the leader of the Purple Palace echoed in my mind: "When you are in a dangerous place, you must think of the worst possible outcome and make the worst-case plan."

And what happened? I still hadn't prepared for the worst!

After reconnecting with his motherland, his greatest desire was to go home.

If this path is blocked, the next best option is to find a peaceful place to live in this world and send some things back to my hometown.

It's like telling your mom at home that you're doing well and she doesn't need to worry.

I'm too busy with work to go home.

But they refused to let themselves off the hook.

Perhaps it's because, in this world, the lives of ordinary people are actually the least valuable thing.

The golden retriever wanted him dead out of jealousy;
Duogu wanted him dead in order to show loyalty to his master;
Allie wanted him dead to avoid punishment;
Little Eleven...

Chen Mo had no idea that he was in love with Ellie.

The young scout always led the way alone, whether it was a temporary rest or a night camping trip, he never uttered a word, and he always volunteered to take night watch, never saying a word to Ellie.

While the little golden retriever was chatting and laughing with Ellie, he just quietly swatted away mosquitoes and fanned himself... Chen Mo thought he was trying to curry favor with the little golden retriever!
When the golden retriever died, he calmly picked up the body; when Ellie was gone... he went completely insane!

What a simp!
The sky was gradually darkened by twilight. Chen Mo struggled, enduring the tearing pain in his shoulder, and stood up with difficulty.

With his back to the setting sun, his shadow stretched long and thin through the woods. He suddenly felt a strong urge to film himself in this moment, with the background music automatically playing that familiar lyric:
“We are all living our best!”

(End of this chapter)