roccoschili Chapter 849 Summoning Ceremony
Chapter 849 Summoning Ceremony
In Huadu, William, who had studied the Devil's Bible for a few days, found a large open space in the suburbs.
They hunted the zombies one by one, piled the corpses together, and drew a huge hexagram formation with the dirty blood.
In the center lay a trembling mutant.
His whole body was tied up with chains and he looked at the sky with despair.
"William, is this really okay?"
John paced back and forth, looking at the summoning ceremony performed by William with some uncertainty.
It seems like a joke no matter how you look at it.
"Let's give it a try. It seems that Eliza has found some help. We can't just sit there and wait for death! Rooster Country is our territory!"
William finished drawing the last line and threw the bloody iron bucket aside.
He wiped his hands and took the Devil's Bible from Lycaon.
"You try, let's stay away."
John dragged Lycaon back several hundred meters and stood on a small hill watching William operate.
William glanced at the two of them with disdain, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the Devil's Bible.
"Hey Roxaslei, hey Leona, Sotiru..."
A series of difficult to understand spells came out of his mouth, and William even drove his own dark power. The thick black fog was like a black snake, moving along the patterns of the magic circle.
Dye each of the strange symbols in the hexagram black.
The mutant who was used as the carrier was shaking like a sieve, his eyes full of fear.
He knew very well what William was doing. The horror of demons has been deeply rooted in people's minds since ancient times.
Even if your hands are stained with countless blood, when it really comes your turn to die.
He couldn't suppress the fear in his heart.
"Woooooooo..."
The iron rod stuffed in his mouth made it impossible for him to utter a word. He could only sob to vent his anxiety.
"...Please respond to my call and come!"
After reciting the spell three times in succession, William read out the last sentence loudly.
A gust of wind blew, blowing up the dead leaves on the ground and swirling around William.
After a while, the air was still quiet...
The psychic at the center of the magic circle didn't feel anything different, and the fear in his eyes finally dissipated a little.
William's face gradually darkened.
so awkward!
What am I doing?
Those were all suggestions from damn John!
Should I silence him?
William turned sideways stiffly, looking at John and the other man in the distance with some unfriendly eyes.
"Ha ha!!!"
"Killing me!!!"
John still had some hope at first, but William spent a long time chanting spells in a serious manner.
But there was no movement, which made John unable to help but slap his thigh and laugh.
Lycaon remained reserved and kept a straight face.
But the ever-increasing corners of his mouth also showed how amused he felt.
"Fake!"
William's eyes twitched wildly, and he threw the Devil's Bible aside in frustration.
His steps were correct, everything was in accordance with the records in ancient books.
But the result... never mind, it’s hard to describe in a few words.
"Hey, William, you're not good enough, how about I take over?"
John ran over with a teasing look on his face.
"Get as far away as you can. You can't even recite a complete spell. What's the point of using you?"
William was speechless, why are you, a rough guy, causing trouble?
"Boss William, when you were summoning, did you have a specific target in mind?"
Lycaon, who was squatting on the ground, flipping through the Devil's Bible, suddenly asked.
"Uh, I've been thinking a lot, what's wrong?"
"There is more than one demon. I think if you want to summon one of them, there should be a specific ritual and object."
Lycaon stood up holding the Devil's Bible, found a part of it and showed it to the two men.
The Bible describes many specific demons and even has related names.
The most famous is the fallen angel Lucifer, also known as Satan.
There are other angels who have fallen to become demon kings, as well as some demons from Hell.
But the only picture that has a concrete image is the one that corresponds to heaven.
"How about trying again?" John nudged William with his shoulder and encouraged him.
He was now full of curiosity and just wanted to verify whether it was really possible to summon demons.
"Let me study it further!"
William did not comment, took the ancient book and continued to read it.
"Boss John, Boss William..."
In the distance, a person with special abilities was approaching rapidly.
"what happened?"
Seeing that William ignored him, John had no choice but to go forward.
The psychic suddenly stopped and stopped in front of John. "There's news from the other side of the strait that Eliza's troops have begun boarding the ship."
Upon hearing the news, William and Lycaon couldn't help but turn their heads to look over.
"Fuck, this bitch actually dared to come!"
"Let's go, I want to see how strong she is!"
John was immediately furious and left the three of them behind and ran towards the base.
The psychic quickly greeted William, turned around and followed him.
"Lycaon, follow John. Try not to confront him head-on. Observe first."
Upon seeing this, William quickly instructed Lycaon who was standing beside him.
The base they built was not too big, but they had tens of thousands of people with special abilities under their command.
William and John each had a group of subordinates, and it was impossible for so many people to go to the Strait together.
Moreover, most of John's men are enhancement and transformation psychics, and their action speed is much faster than those elemental psychics under William.
Given John's temper, he won't wait for William and the others to catch up slowly.
"Okay, Boss William. I will try my best to dissuade Boss John."
Lycaon nodded solemnly, and changed his body shape, transforming into a giant eagle and chasing after John.
The incident happened suddenly, but it was inevitable.
William had no time to study the ancient book for the time being, so he threw a black ball and killed the carrier.
He took a look at the ritual circle on the ground and turned and left.
A few minutes later, the magic circle suddenly emitted a wave of energy, and the flesh and blood corpses inside the hexagram began to melt away quickly, visibly to the naked eye.
The carved runes then lit up one by one.
Unfortunately, in the end, there were still three runes that did not light up.
The energy fluctuations also dissipated.
……
The coast of the British Empire, the Strait of Dover.
Densely packed ships were docked at the shore, and a large number of psychics were ready to go.
At the highest point of the harbor, Joseph stood facing the wind.
Orlando, Levi, Walter, and Eliza and her three sixth-level subordinates stood aside.
This was also the first time Joseph appeared in public.
He was wearing a plain white robe with a symbolic cross pattern, which attracted the attention of those psychics below.
They already knew that this powerful clergyman was the one to whom they contributed their faith.
"All those above the peak of level three will be dispatched, and the rest will stay in the Fog City."
Following Joseph's order, Orlando and others quickly left to convey the instructions.
Only Eliza stayed aside, waiting for orders.
They now have a large number of psychics under their command, and there are nearly ten thousand fourth-level beings.
Including the peak third-order ones, the total number of people is close to 50,000.
There is really no need to bring those low-level psychics along.
The team is too large and difficult to command.
And their fighting ability is not that good either.
Not as good as the hundreds of ancient angels hidden in the clouds.
The crowd quickly began to board the ships, and one after another, ships full of psychics left the port.
Purifying beams of light continuously shot down from the sky, clearing out the nearby sea beasts.
The huge Knights Templar marched towards the Rooster Kingdom on the opposite bank.
Information also flew in all directions.