Interstellar Reaper

Although Wells wanted to leave immediately after dancing, in fact, this was not an easy task.

This is a reception to promote the movie, but because of Abel’s own background, the people invited are all prominent figures in Kasol, such as the garrison commander and other high-level officials, as well as Kasol’s planetary rulers. Officer, wait, and the reception has only just begun, and even a few important guests haven't arrived yet.Even though Wells didn't like such a scene very much, since he came, it would be very rude to leave without even saying hello.

So he had to stay a little longer.

After dancing a song with Abel, Kirstin automatically came over to take over this beautiful partner. Although Abel seemed really unwilling to let go of Wells' hand, he looked at Will with a pair of beautiful eyes. Si, but failed to impress him to ask him to continue to invite dances.

So Abel could only follow Kirstin resentfully back to the dance floor and dance lightly.

"Major General Wells, I didn't expect you to be here. I always thought you didn't like this kind of party."

"I don't like it very much." Wells picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with the visitors, "Nice to meet you, Commander Kennedy."

"I am also very happy to meet you. If I remember correctly, you were originally scheduled to leave Kasol today, right?" Kennedy turned his head and glanced at Abel on the dance floor, and his eyes turned back a little ambiguously , "Miss Abel is really a rare beauty, you will make all men jealous if you have her."

"We're not in that relationship," Wells said sternly.

But Captain Kennedy didn't quite believe what he said, "It will make Miss Aibel sad if you say that. I remember that she publicly stated that she has a crush on you."

That was probably the most daring thing Abel ever did, saying Wells' name after a reporter asked her if she had a crush.

But even so, Wells never said anything.

He has always been very clear about what he wants. If he doesn't feel it, he doesn't feel it. He will never go against his heart.

But now, in the face of the ridicule of Commander Kennedy, he will not waste his time even if he cannot explain it.

After a few more words with Commander Kennedy, the other party called him away. Wells didn't want to stay here and be chatted up by strangers he didn't know. He took a glass of wine from the waiter's plate and walked to the balcony. .

At this time, the sky outside was already dark, and there were almost no stars at night on this planet, only various colored lights.

Wells was leaning against the corner of the balcony, which was a blind spot. The strangely shaped tall sculptures blocked the sight of others. If he didn't get close, he wouldn't know that there were still people here, but he could see the surrounding situation clearly. Chu.

After taking a sip of the liquid in the glass, Wells' eyes fell on the garden below the balcony. The garden at night can be said to be a good place to talk about love. By the fountain, in the flowers, and under the shade of trees, you can always find the lovers. Men and women who have a great time, whether they are really in love or just looking for a one-night stand.

His gaze swept across the path in the garden inadvertently, the black shadow under the street lamp shook his whole body, he was not sure of the strength in his hand, and almost crushed the wine glass.

The black robe fluttered in the wind. It was a figure that was clearly visible under the lamp, but no one noticed it. Although it didn't hold a bone scythe, it seemed that even the surrounding space was so frightened that it distorted the scene, which made Wells recognize it. That is a "death".

Or, the Lord of Darkness?Wells suddenly thought of the god he had just seen not long ago. Among the "ghosts of death" he had seen, only that one did not hold the bone sickle.

But no matter who they are, wherever they appear, they are always accompanied by death.

So, someone is going to die here?The only people who will be picked up by the "ghost of death" are those who have died, so it will not be an accident.

This recognition made Wells' tense mind relax a little, but the footsteps of "Reaper" at the next moment made his heart sink.

It is coming towards him.

The black figure left the ground and floated towards him. Wells would not think it was just a coincidence. There was no one else around him, and the other person's eyes were clearly fixed on him.

For a moment, the instinct of the body made Wells want to turn around and run away immediately, but his reason told him that it was useless.

So he just stayed there quietly, waiting for the other party to arrive.

He thought he would see the scythe waving across his body, as if his soul was out of his body like last time, but the fact is that the "Reaper" stopped after floating in front of him, and there seemed to be a cloud of black mist hidden under the hood, you It will never be possible to see clearly what kind of face is underneath, or maybe there is only black mist in the first place?

Unexpectedly, at such a time, I would still think about these things. Wells suddenly admired himself for this.

But he did feel the other party's sizing up, it was a very weird feeling, like pouring a basin of ice water on his head, it was chilling to the bone.

I don't know how long, or just a few seconds later, the voice I heard not long ago rang in my mind again.

【Human beings, my lord let you welcome him. 】There is no ups and downs in the cold tone, and only when it mentions its owner can people really feel respectful.

"..." Wells could only be silent. He understood every word of this nonsensical sentence, but he couldn't understand it all together.

But at least, this non-human should not come to kill him.

"Reaper" didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued to say: [at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, set up the summoning formation, offer sacrifices, and my lord will come. 】

This time, Wells was no longer silent: "I don't think I need to summon that lord, and obviously, neither the people involved in the summoning, nor the sacrifices your master needs, I can't get together."

[This is the order of my lord. 】The words of "Reaper" are unquestionable, 【We will prepare the summoner and sacrifice, you just need to arrange the summoning array. 】

This is simply inexplicable, but "Reaper" didn't give Wells a chance to continue to argue. After it finished saying these words, it suddenly disappeared.

Wells' brows were already able to pinch mosquitoes to death. He couldn't figure out what was going on. The sudden appearance of "Reaper" made him set up a summoning array to welcome its owner?And after just watching the tragedy that resulted from it?He'll agree to hell!

People with good cultivation would want to scold their mothers at this time, not to mention that although Wells is not a soldier ruffian, his temper has never been very good.With a low curse, he already planned to forget what happened just now.

But even though he wanted to forget, the brain running on its own still made him uneasy. The previous example was vivid in his memory. The warden of Beavis who summoned him and others all died in a miserable state. If he did nothing, no one would know what would happen. what happened.

The other party is a non-human, a non-human who is hard to defend against, a non-human who can take away a piece of life with a single finger, and even a powerful god, and it seems that the fate of offending him is not good.

In the end, Wells could only recognize the reality in frustration, turned around, left the banquet, and went back to his residence.

"Major General, is there anything I can do for you?" Arman was surprised that Wells came back so soon, but he didn't ask any more questions, but he was obviously troubled by something, and walked in a hurry Wells.

"Prepare some things for me." Wells took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa beside him. He flipped through the materials he had copied earlier, and quickly found the page about the summoning circle.

The pigment used to draw this summoning array is blood, and the blood with magical energy is the most effective. Wells has never heard of any animal with magical energy in its blood, so he directly asked Arman to contact the hospital and ask them to send it to the hospital. Get a medical blood bag.

"With the fastest speed, I hope to see what I want within half an hour."

"Major General, are you injured?" Arman scanned Wells' body worriedly, and felt relieved after finding no obvious wounds.

"No, I have other uses, you go and prepare." Wells did not intend to involve other people in this matter, so that no matter what the consequences would be, it would not affect others.

Arman quickly went to contact the hospital. Wells rummaged through the room and finally found a tool to replace the pen used to draw the summoning array—a brush.While waiting for the blood bag to arrive, he wandered around and finally chose the study as the place to call.

All the extra things were moved to the corner, and the space left was enough for him to draw a small-scale summoning array. Wells had studied the data, and the size of the summoning array did not affect the effect. Given the size of his study, the sacrifices could be added The summoner performs the ritual together, rubbing more than enough.

While holding the tool to outline the lines of the summoning array on the ground, Wells was still thinking about what kind of sacrifice the "Grim Reaper" would bring. Even though he wasn't someone with a strong sense of justice, the guessing in his mind still made him The mood is dignified.

"Major General, the blood bag is here." Arman stood outside the study and knocked on the closed door.

Wells opened a crack in the door to prevent Arman from noticing what was going on in the study. He took the blood bag in his hand and gave him an order, "You leave here tonight, no matter where you go, I will Don't come back until I contact you."

"Major General? What happened?" Wells' eccentricity made Alman very worried, and he had hardly seen such a dignified side of him.

"No, I have some private matters to deal with, and I don't want you to be there, understand?"

"...Okay major general, I'll leave right away." Although I don't know why, since he said so, Arman could only follow through.

Closing the door again and locking it, Wells took a deep breath, opened the blood bag, and started to finish his work.