Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 2 Bloodline Sacrifice, I Need to Call My Parents

Chapter 2 Bloodline Sacrifice, I Need to Call My Parents
A series of heavy footsteps approached from the overhead passageway. Chen Mo counted down in his mind, "Three, two, one, zero!"

A hoarse voice, clear as a gong, rang out from above the burrow right on time: "Private pet cleanup time is over, come out and get to work!"

A few minutes later, a dozen or so ragged, emaciated boys, who from a distance were indistinguishable from skeletons, emerged from the hole and squeezed into the central hall of Black Raven Castle like a flock of sheep being herded by a shepherd.

The central hall of the castle is very large and is an important place for vassal mages to hold classes and for apprentices to practice and exchange ideas.

On the stone platform on the east side of the hall, the summoned creatures of the legitimate mages and students are "displayed": skeleton scythe soldiers, zombie cleavers, fire stone golems... and the eye-catching black warrior on the central platform.

It's bursting with explosive power, it's fucking beautiful!

Several girls, who lived on the ground, arrived earlier and had already begun the cleanup work.

Seeing Chen Mo enter, Ellie gave him a shy smile, then blushed and lowered her head.

Chen Mo felt a chill run through his body.

If eyes could materialize, Chen Mo would be riddled with holes at this moment.

They're afraid I'm not quite dead yet...

Chen Mo walked towards the stone platform with his head down, and the student in charge of the assignment pointed to a zombie for him with a blank expression.

This is the summoned creature of the leader. It has an extra helmet compared to ordinary zombies, and Chen Mo calls it the Buckethead Zombie.

Low laughter came from all around; these guys were doing it on purpose, seemingly just to humiliate him.

Seeing the girl's ambiguous boyfriend doing chores for him, that boy probably felt a special kind of pleasure.

Without uttering a sound, Chen Mo lifted the black fur and vigorously wiped the dry, taut skin of the barrel zombie.

Is this also considered a "summoner's current offense"?

Chen Mo wiped it very carefully, knowing that in a few days, it was very likely that this iron bucket would fall on his head.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chen Mo dared not do anything tampering with it. However, familiarizing himself with the structure of this thing might come in handy someday.

Angry? Chen Mo wasn't angry at all.

In the rigidly hierarchical system of Black Rook Castle, it is only natural for preparatory apprentices to work for their seniors, just as formal apprentices work for mages; there is nothing to be angry about.

Even if Chen Mo wanted to get a chance against those stone golems and black knights on the field, he wouldn't have a chance; they were the exclusive domain of good students.

There were several prospective apprentices whose mental strength was even inferior to Chen Mo's, but their summoned creatures were stronger, so their status was higher than Chen Mo's.

There's no way around it; the so-called biggest turning point in life is determined in the amniotic fluid, and it applies to other worlds as well.

The necromancer's summons come from a spell called the "Sacrifice Altar." At first, Xiao Chen thought this was his cheat code, but later he realized that it was just a mediocre cheat code at best.

The golden touch lies with those scions of wealthy families.

The effect of the [Sacrifice Altar] is to request support from the great being on the other side of the altar by paying a certain amount of offerings.

It could be an evil god from another world, a lord of the dead, or a lord of the abyss.

There are three related factors that determine what can be obtained from the altar.

The first is related to the mage's mental strength. The stronger the mental strength, the greater the output of a single teleport. An apprentice can send one skeleton at a time, while an archmage can send an entire reinforced platoon at a time.

The second core element is the summoning spell, the most important of which is the spell to invoke the true name of the Lich King.

Why is your real name so important?

Think of the altar as a pager, and the real name as the lord's private phone number. If you want to borrow troops from the boss, you first need to be able to contact him.

Having your real name doesn't guarantee that the other person will respond to you.

If you don't have any connections, your request will be intercepted by the lord and vassals. The undead lords are busy dealing with countless corpses every day, and they simply won't listen to anyone who isn't on the whitelist!

To get on the whitelist, you need connections.

Where do true name spells, marking spells, bloodline imprints, and soul imprints come from? They require instruction from a mentor or inheritance from a family bloodline.

It's roughly equivalent to a recommendation letter from a teacher or parent to the person in charge of the summoning system on the other side.

Anyone with a little common sense knows that the difference is huge.

They were calling out: Dark Erosion Empire - River of Oblivion - Palace of Eternal Slumber - Netherworld King.

And what you are calling is: Dead-end Community - Ghost Fire Alley - No. 404 - White Bone Village Chief.

It would be a miracle if the summoned creatures could win.

To put it bluntly, even if a member of a powerful clan only has four plus four units of spiritual and magical power, they can still easily defeat you after more than ten years of arduous training. Finally, even without a letter of recommendation, offering valuable sacrificial items might still win the favor of an unfamiliar lord.

However, this is another dead end.

Without connections, where do you get the initial resources? Without resources, where do you get the strength? Without strength, how do you earn resources?
If you have no background, no resources, and no strength, then what's the point of trying to make it in the world?

One step at a time, one step at a time!

This is the true law of another world.

This is also an obstacle that Chen Mo cannot overcome at this stage.

While extraordinary talent might be possible, Chen Mo only possessed minor aptitude.

Therefore, Chen Mo had no choice but to take a risk.

After carefully cleaning the "Iron Bucket Zombie," Chen Mo respectfully bowed to the supervising mage in the arena.

"Respected Master Dovetail, I am about to embark on a mission to the Dark Forest. In order to better serve my esteemed mentor, I request a Spiritual Power Pill and some summoning materials."

The mage known as Dovetail is one of the three official mages under the Black Crow Archmage. As the one on duty today, he sat upright in the observation position with his eyes slightly closed, as if in deep meditation.

Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, he opened his eyes slightly.

Tsk, this poor little guy!
Chen Mo has decent talent, learns things quickly, and has good comprehension. He is at least a potential third-tier mage in the future.

Moreover, Chen Mo reacted quickly. After realizing his situation, Master Jiuwei saw Chen Mo struggling to save himself more than once.

Unfortunately, he offended the young master of the Zircon family.

At this level, factors like comprehension are truly not a reliable indicator.

There's no way a teacher would risk offending a child of an aristocrat when their child is a top student in the lower grades.

According to the rules of Black Crow Castle, a novice apprentice who successfully obtains their first summoned creature will receive a Spirit Power Pill. Apprentices usually use this pill for their second advanced summoning.

It seems that the child has fully realized his situation and is preparing for a final gamble.

Master Dove turned to look at the zircon.

The young master nodded nonchalantly, a strand of golden hair fluttering slightly across his forehead, revealing his handsome yet gloomy face.

"Okay, follow me!"

Chen Mo got the light blue pill as he wished, and without hesitation, swallowed it in one gulp, cutting off all covetous eyes.

Mental Power Pills can increase one's maximum mental power for a period of time, greatly improve the success rate of activating the Sacrifice Altar, and also help summoners carry stronger summons or transfer more resources.

The side effects are also significant; the mental strain requires a considerable period of recovery and rest.

For Chen Mo, who was prepared to fight tooth and nail, failure would most likely mean deleting his account and being reincarnated, so this side effect was not even a consideration.

Back in the cellar, Chen Mo held his breath and took out his magic pen, quickly writing a long eulogy.

Offerings? Laughable! We simply can't afford them.

Which evil god or great lord would be interested in Chen Mo's meager wealth?

Chen Mo could only place his hopes on the legendary bloodline sacrifice.

In the early hours of the morning, Chen Mo looked up at the sky through the cellar skylight. The stars were slowly disappearing, and another dawn was about to arrive.

This was the moment when the mental energy pill was at its most effective. Chen Mo formed hand seals, chanted incantations, and summoned his own summoning altar from his sea of ​​consciousness.

A wisp of pale blue fluorescence appeared in the void. Chen Mo slowly scattered magical dust in front of him in sequence, placed the positioning beacon, and finally recalled the method of bloodline sacrifice before activating the soul summoning.

The altar beacon is spinning at high speed.

Chen Mo began to enter the real name incantation one by one.

[Observable Universe - Hercules-Corona Borealis Great Wall - KBC Void - Sloan Great Wall - Pisces-Jupiter Supercluster Complex - Lanicaea Supercluster - Virgo Supercluster - Local Group - Milky Way Subgroup - Milky Way - Orion Arm - Gould Belt - Local Cluster - Local Bubble - Local Interstellar Cloud - Oort Cloud - Solar System - Heliosphere - Inner Solar System - Blue Moon System - Blue Star - Eastern Xia Republic]

[Initiating cross-industry connections...]

[Start...start...send ...

Chen Mo felt waves of tingling sensations in his mind.

The summoning altar seems to be stuck...

(End of this chapter)

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