National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 1521 The Demon Imp
[Hint: The player gets a special item - Devil: Imp Summoning Ceremony (Sheepskin Scroll) (learnable, remaining times 1/3)].

Description: The demon: imp summoning ceremony handed down from the mystical school, players can learn the demon: imp summoning ceremony through this parchment.

Learning conditions: Intermediate Alchemy (LV: 10) and Intermediate Mysticism (LV: 10).

Additional Note: Players can also use the number of times the parchment is used to set up a magic circle. In this state, the player needs to meet the requirements of elementary alchemy LV: 3, elementary mysticism LV: 3 (every time you use the parchment to directly summon or learn skills, it will Reduce the number of times the parchment is used).

Special Note: This skill is only effective in some special worlds, and the success rate of using this skill in other worlds will be greatly reduced.

Fang Heng looked at the description of the parchment, and then looked up at Yu Jiayuan.

"Summon? Demon imp?"

"Yes, you don't need to worry about the rest, as long as you complete the ceremony and summon the kid, leave the rest to me."

"alright."

Fang Heng grasped the parchment to mobilize his mental strength.

"Fuck!"

A dark blue flame was instantly attached to the sheepskin scroll.

The parchment was burning rapidly, and quickly turned to ashes before the eyes of the two of them.

The dense flow of knowledge information then flowed into Fang Heng's sea of ​​consciousness.

[Reminder: The imp summoning ritual (sheepskin scroll) has been consumed three times and has been destroyed].

[Hint: The player has obtained a special summoning ritual - Demon: Imp Summoning Ritual].

Fang Heng closed his eyes and sensed the flow of information in his mind, then raised his head and asked, "Are all the spell-casting materials ready?"

"Ah."

"Then get ready to start."

Fang Heng walked to an open space and made a rough estimate in his heart.

"No problem, it's here."

As he spoke, Fang Heng squatted down on the spot and drew two circles, one large and one small, continuously on the ground.

"The ritual requires the blood of the caster."

"I come."

Yu Jiayuan had been prepared for a long time, stepped forward, and cut her wrist.

Blood dripped continuously into the sacrificial bottle prepared in advance.

Fang Heng stained the blood with a pen, and drew the pattern of the alchemy magic circle on the ground.

Due to the blood mixed in the drawing materials, the entire magic circle added a strange glow.

"The call to connect with hell is one of the taboos in this world. If you step into the taboo, your spirit will be polluted. If the pollution reaches a certain level, you will become corrupted, or you will directly fall into madness."

"For those of us who are already polluted, triggering taboos accelerates the rate of pollution in our sea of ​​consciousness."

Yu Jiayuan obviously felt that the pollution in her sea of ​​consciousness was spreading.

Fight to the death!
In order to catch up, she reserved a full three days for the pollution to spread.

"We are about to summon the little ghosts from hell. It is recorded in books of occultism that devil little ghosts are creatures at the bottom of hell, born with chaotic attributes. They will lure people to commit crimes and represent evil forces."

"Someone once summoned the little ghost and signed a contract with the little ghost, using the little ghost to get rid of pollution, so as to avoid becoming a fallen person."

"Of course, we also need to pay some price for this."

Yu Jiayuan said slowly, "No matter how much you pay, it's better than just becoming a degenerate."

Last shot!

Fang Heng didn't speak, just listened quietly, concentrating on arranging the magic circle ceremony.

With the final completion of the construction of the alchemy magic circle, the entire magic circle is running rapidly.

Fang Heng got up quickly and took a few steps back.

"Kakkaka..."

Crimson space cracks appeared in the space above the hovering magic circle.

Cracks spread slowly.

Yu Jiayuan stared closely at the cracks, praying in her heart.

Success!Must succeed!
……

At the same time, outside the abandoned building.

The seven teams of the investigation team gathered the entire abandoned building together.

"Sir, they have been in for 10 minutes. It is confirmed that the suspects Fang Heng and Yu Jiayuan are currently in the abandoned building. Follow-up support will arrive within 5 minutes."

"Okay, don't act rashly before the support arrives. The strength of the enemy is unknown and extremely dangerous. Pay attention to blockade the surrounding area, absolutely..."

Just as he was talking, Shan Fucai's expression changed, and he turned to look in the direction of the building.

Dark red light overflows from the third floor of the abandoned building!

Not good!

The power of that spatial fluctuation...

Damn!

It's a ceremony!
A ritual to connect to hell!

They touched the taboo!

All members of the action team looked towards the third floor of the abandoned building, with serious expressions on their faces.

Those who dare to touch the taboo are undoubtedly the most dangerous!
Ruan Ziying stared at the building ahead, clenched her fists unconsciously.

Fang Heng.

What the hell is he doing?
Did you just come here to study natural science?Why did the taboo ceremony start?

How dare he?

Shan Fucai looked at the dark red in the distance, and suddenly cried out in his heart that it was not good.

Oh no.

Reminiscent of the robbing of Albula's pupil that just happened, an extremely terrifying idea popped up in his mind.

Could it be that they want to hold a sacrificial ceremony?
The ceremony required the sacrifice of ancient wonders, so they went to the mystic training base first to capture the pupil of Albula.

A layer of cold sweat suddenly overflowed from Shan Fucai's forehead.

Those two lunatics!
What exactly are they trying to do!
What kind of high-level ritual needs to sacrifice ancient wonders?
no!Can't wait any longer!They must be stopped!

Shan Fu waved his hand abruptly.

"Act now! Pay attention to self-protection and stop them from performing the ceremony!"

Ruan Ziying started to follow, but Shan Fucai stopped her with her hand, "Wait! You stay here!"

……

The third floor of the abandoned building.

"laugh!!"

Above the hovering magic circle, a red-headed creature squeezed out from the crack in the void.

Devil imp!

Its huge head occupies most of its body, and its body shape looks a bit like a newborn human baby. It has dark red wings behind it, short horns on its forehead, a long tail behind it, and extremely thin limbs.

The demon imp was suspended in mid-air, grinning, showing sharp fangs, and a scarlet iron chain shackle was tied to his ankle.

Looking carefully, the other end of the iron chain is connected to a crimson void crack.

"Quack quack, human! Why did you summon the great Michelle!"

Fang Heng raised his head to observe the demon kid in front of him, then looked at Yu Jiayuan at the side, and motioned for you to take the lead.

Seeing the success of the summoning, Yu Jiayuan's eyes sparkled with excitement, she stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Heng, and said: "Master Michelle, our spirit has been polluted, we want to get rid of the pollution, for this we are willing Pay a hundred pure souls as the price."

"Oh hoo!"

The devil kid's eyes lit up when he heard the pure soul.

"No! Stupid mortal, do you think that one hundred pure souls can make Master Michelle do things for you? No! One thousand! I want one thousand pure souls!"

(End of this chapter)