Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 102
When Yang Shuo walked out of the room.

A few beautiful figures stood outside, these imperial guards who used to occupy certain rights in the camp, now leaned slightly to express their gratitude to him.

Yang Shuo saved them twice, so he should be respected. At this moment, Qiangwei, who had a bookish temperament, stood at the front of the crowd. She had a calm face, but her eyes radiated some light of surprise.

It is deep and quiet, like a swirling nest on the water surface, and there will be a strange suction after a long time.

After getting along for a few days, Yang Shuo had a little understanding of the abilities of these girls. This golden flower envoy with long golden hair and always calm played an extremely important role in the camp, similar to a staff member, with the ability of a prophet.

prophet.

Spiritual and destiny-type god-givers, they can foresee some things that happened or never happened, and when they are stronger, they can even get their hands on fate, and use power to reverse some bad luck.

Of course, this kind of ability to change the rules consumes not only nuclear energy, but the source and vitality.

The prophet is a humanoid resource that every force is vying for.

In the direction of the extreme south, there is even a church composed of prophets called Peeping the World. They are good at seeking good fortune and avoiding evil, and they make a living by doing so. There are even many powerful patrons, which can be regarded as a sect that favors justice.

Yang Shuo nodded and walked away.

He didn't want to stay here for a long time, and he would leave when he finished his work, so he didn't plan to have any deep communication with the other party.

When Yang Shuo walked away, Qiangwei's expression suddenly dimmed, she let out a muffled snort, and nearly fell to the ground.

"Sister Qiangwei, what's wrong with you?" On her left side, Shao Yao's face was full of surprise.

Qiangwei waved her hand, and her pupils gradually returned to their normal color.

"Qiangwei, did you find anything?" Ziyao appeared beside her at some point, and entrusted her with his hands, feeling a little worried.

Qiangwei restrained her paralyzed body, but her face was very haggard. She looked at Ziyao with a gloomy voice: "Did he agree?"

Zi Yao shook his head and said: "I didn't agree, he still stubbornly chose the lone traveler. For this kind of people, maybe fighting and killing will make them feel themselves."

Loners.

Ben is such a group of people, they even live some ascetic lives, fighting monsters, and going through rapids and snowstorms, they claim to be able to gain strength and eternity in adversity.

What's more, some descendants of ancient aristocratic families can only be qualified to put their names on the genealogy only after living alone in the wild for three years.

This is undoubtedly a crazy group of people, but there is no denying that they are really powerful.

Qiangwei took a deep breath, her expression froze, as if she was trying to make up for the previous shock: "I foresaw the disaster, and his future is as obscure as a mist..."

"Will he die?" Zi Yao asked softly.

"This... I don't know." Qiangwei shook her head and replied weakly.

Looking into the distance, Ziyao's eyes were a little hollow. Although she didn't have Qiangwei's talent for predicting the future, at this moment, a thought suddenly arose in her heart. That young man, the lone traveler who chose to go far away, did not would die so easily.

Delusion?
Why do you care about each other so much?

A self-deprecating smile formed on the corner of Zi Yao's mouth, and then dismissed these boring thoughts.

Yes, whether he is dead or not, what does it have to do with him?

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Yang Shuo went to see the little queen.

Little Lolita is still sleeping, but her face is very rosy. She needs a process, a process of completely devouring the energy of the leech.

When not talking, she is indeed a charming elf.

Long eyelashes, a petite figure, impeccable facial features, and the veil-like wings behind her, all these scenes constitute a dreamlike picture.

God is truly a miraculous creator.

After being promoted to her own life, the little queen's strength will increase exponentially, and her strength can be strengthened to an astonishing level just by controlling bugs.

The leapfrog challenge did not excite Yang Shuo for long.

Now that he got Ziyao's promise, he tried to put the matter of hunting the Holy Soul Snake on the right track, and his plan could be sped up appropriately. Here, he has already delayed for too long.

The first thing is that Yang Shuo has to make a perfect hunting plan. Unlike the blood leech, he knows the details of the opponent, so he can prepare this hunting feast in more detail.

The second thing is that he will use the other party's flesh and blood for the second blood sacrifice summoning. This is a rare opportunity. Unlike ordinary summoning, the formation can bring him more benefits and opportunities.

After these things are completed, he will accumulate more nuclei.

alliance.

Military status, rights, status.

There, he can obtain the source of the future, and even cultivate a group of his own confidantes. If Yang Shuo's plan is successful, he will even advocate capturing some cities that have been invaded by monsters, and initially form a team of his own.

In many cases, a person's bravery doesn't represent anything. Even an abyssal dragon in the mythical realm may hate the present when being hunted by hundreds of epic-level powerhouses.

power.

This is undoubtedly what Yang Suo is looking forward to. There is still a lot of time left for him. Use a year to accumulate, grasp more opportunities and recruit more talents, all of which are prepared for the future.

Rank, Chapter, City.

No one can reach the sky in one step, even the ten holy emperors enshrined by human beings have to bow their heads step by step to reach such a point of looking down on all living beings.

This is like a jigsaw puzzle, Yang Shuo needs to gradually fit together from the most edge position, in order to construct a magnificent scene and future.

Yang Shuo sat on the chair with deep eyes.

Holy Soul Snake.

As far as cold-blooded animals are concerned, it is one of the few existences with divine abilities, and for zombies, its damage is even more significant.

Some low-level zombies and undead will be completely purified before they even get close to each other.

But it is not invincible, holy, which indicates that it is more susceptible to corruption and pollution.

Is that so?
Then summon some demon spirits who are inclined to the evil camp. Although they look ugly, their abilities are all weird and tricky.

Late at night,
Yang Shuo's figure disappeared into the darkness...

Killing and planning are carried out quietly.

(End of this chapter)