Please Stop Summoning Me!

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Robert, who had just been engulfed by the huge flame, was unharmed at this moment.

He was walking alone in the suburbs.

As long as he walks a few hundred meters away, he will come to the designated place and escape Belland through the invisible technique.

However, Robert's pupils trembled violently.

Black trench coat, gold mask, unique threaded walking stick.

The man who was like a legend and a nightmare suddenly appeared in front of him.

"you......"

The old man trembled.

He felt fear like never before.

"I'm here sooner than you think."

Shen Yi looked at him calmly and continued: "Because, I have a special intelligence channel."

Fu Luo is one of his divine picks. By linking Fu Luo's red silk thread, Shen Yi immediately knows the situation here, which is an advantage that others don't know about.

Robert's face was dripping with sweat, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.

Finally, he spoke.

"What do you want to do?"

Shen Yi was silent for a while, and said, "How is Bartlett? Also, I need the name and location of the 'writer'."

Robert thought for a moment and said, "Bartlett...he was imprisoned in a 'false painting'."

"As for..."

Just as Robert was about to speak, Shen Yi shook his head.

The next moment, he suddenly came to Robert.

The old man was startled and almost sat on the ground.

"Don't get excited, I just don't want key people to be silenced again."

Shen Yi patted his shoulder calmly, with a gentle smile like an old friend, and began to use the power of "light".

Just like before, according to the character of the "writer", there will definitely be a little ... "insurance" on Robert's body.

Sure enough, a little black mist was "evaporated".

Robert looked at the black mist silently, and guessed what was going on.

"Is it a curse?"

Shen Yi said gently:

"Yes, obviously, the 'writer' doesn't fully trust you... tell me everything you can tell me."

Shen Yi was silent for a while, then continued: "You should know me."

Of course Robert knew what a "chess player" was.

He also knew that there would be no good end to stubborn resistance.

So, Robert nodded and chose to betray without pressure.

He said calmly: "I don't know the real name of the 'writer' either. You should also understand that he will not let anyone live to know his true identity, and no one will believe it."

"But one thing I can be sure of is that the 'writer' is actually a member of the Global Alliance for Human Conservation."

"why?"

Shen Yi frowned slightly, and remembered the "framing" of "Xiu" in "Historical Drama".

Robert explained: "Because he gave some information, some things, only the Global Alliance for Human Conservation has."

That being the case, the scope has indeed narrowed a lot.

Shen Yi fell into deep thought.

He knew one thing, the "writer" seemed to hide his true identity perfectly.

But there are some things in him that can't be hidden, and that is the trivial past... Just like the picture the witch showed him not long ago, "writers" were not born "writers".

Such a powerful figure must have left many traces for thousands of years.

Therefore, if you want to find a "writer", you can only start from his past.

The old man asked cautiously, "Can I leave now?"

Shen Yi looked at him for a while, and the gaze made Robert sweaty.

Shen Yi suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Crack." Shen Yi dubbed the voice to himself.

Robert turned into dozens of pieces in horror, but he still didn't die. He just lay on the ground and couldn't move, and his body was completely "decomposed".

"I, me, what's the matter? You have to be calm, don't be impulsive, think about it carefully, I am willing to rely on you, and I have betrayed the 'writer'."

The old man immediately chose to excuse himself, hoping to convince the terrifying "chess player".

Shen Yi said calmly: "I don't have a deadly feud with you...but your existence is very important to the 'writer', so you are also very important to me."

"As for your loyalty, neither I nor the 'writer' will believe it, not even at all."

Shen Yi said meaningfully: "And I'm very calm."

"I'm not going to kill you... this is not a battle of will."

Section 251 Sick leave, day trip to the hospital

Color Doppler ultrasound, fatty liver, cholecystitis, electrocardiogram and blood collection, and an appointment for gastroscope.

I came back from the hospital after a long day of running. I was so tired, so I asked for a day off.

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Chapter 252 Chapter 242

The fighting between the two Saints and the special countermeasures unit continues

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The twenty-odd elite members of the special countermeasures unit, because of the "golden ideal", a total of five "real elites" have reached the "disaster level".

Even if the four other than the captain have only just reached the level of the lower reaches of the disaster level, they can still pose a certain threat to the two powerful saints.

If it is alone, only the captain of the special countermeasures unit can single out a saint... However, the current situation is not a duel.

Anise and Flo are immediately in danger.

The captain used an invisible technique, and while pinching his neck, he manipulated Anise's shadow to strangle her.

Anise almost wanted to die, but she finally found a gap in the flames just now, and used the holy tool "Sphink's Doll for Death" to save her life.

Her life, who had just been pinched by the shadow, was hanging by a thread.

Anise knelt on the ground and continued to pray.

"Words of Fire"

"Heretics, do not blaspheme those who worship the gods"

The captain was slightly taken aback, and found that the "false painting" in his hand actually closed automatically and became temporarily unavailable.

The same goes for other people's mysterious relics.

"Tricky power."

Flo took this opportunity and quickly took out something that was neither a holy tool nor a mysterious relic...a small silver cross.

Only use this... Flo thought so.

The small cross changed immediately... Flo held an old-fashioned, silver-white knight's sword in both hands.

This is the weapon the witch gave him.

Fu Luo can feel it, it is extremely violent, full of murderous aura, and it is a very difficult existence to control.

It is urging itself to kill!

Flo took a deep breath and swung the silver-white blade forward.

"..."

The people present were nervous at first, then stunned... As if nothing happened?

"how come?"

Flore was also stunned.

The next moment, he felt pain.

Severe pain!

The silver-white blade was frantically drawing his blood, but this severe pain seemed to come out of his soul, and every cell seemed to be boiling, making Fu Luo almost fainted!

He didn't know... This is a gift from the "Colorless City"!

"Blade of Slaying Bones"

The captain looked cold.

"Be careful."

Soon, everyone present felt that something was wrong, the world around them began to change unknowingly, and the scenery in front of them was unbelievable.

The sky turned blood red, the ground turned pitch black, and all modern houses and roads disappeared, turning into ancient battlefields full of bones and blades.

"Ow!"

One after another, charred corpses emerged from the ground, including humans and monsters.

In agony, Flo suddenly felt something.

The corpses feared the blade in their hands.

They, all burnt people and monsters... burnt themselves to death.

It turns out that the witch's weapon actually has this effect. If it is used by someone who has never killed in his life, it will not be of any use at all.

"But for me, it's a good strength."

Fu Luo endured the pain, waved his knife and pointed at the special countermeasures unit not far away, gnashing his teeth and giving orders.

"kill!"

The corpses surrounded the special countermeasures unit, screaming and wailing, and it was like a hell on earth for a while.

The special countermeasure unit, which originally had an advantage in numbers, suddenly became the one with fewer people.

However, Flo gritted his teeth, knowing that he would not last long.

He has killed a lot of people and monsters, and he can summon a lot of corpses, but he has to endure a lot of pain.

"This weapon..."

War brings profit, it brings power, it brings power, it brings domination.

But wars are ultimately painful, and... new wars.

The battle became more and more chaotic, and various invisible techniques changed the landscape, the weather, the warped environment, and everything was gradually falling into madness.

The captain waved a blade made of shadows and easily smashed the corpse in front of him, but more and more came in.

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