Chapter 632: Warlocks call to success (2/2)

Lin Chou blinked and patted the warlock on the shoulder.

”Hey buddy did a great job—huh? Is this the chicken from the gold mine?”

The warlock looked at the hand that fell on his shoulder,

”Aren't you... afraid of bad luck?”

Lin Chou said,

”I'm the protagonist, the recharged one is different from them.”

The warlock was taken aback, ”What?”

”Cough, cough, cough, nothing, I'm going to get crock pot chicken, you can cultivate relationships with Sanhuang first.”

”Okay—I also want a cage of Buryat steamed buns, no, three cages!”

Lin Chou thought to himself that this world really doesn't make sense at all. Even a vain spirit body like a sorcerer eats chicken and steamed stuffed buns, how can he digest it?

Three hours later, the crock pot chicken and steamed buns were freshly baked, and as usual, they were placed in the willow pavilion outside for the warlock.

The warlock was feeding the breadworm with a chicken (three yellows) in his left hand (three yellows) and three chickens in his right hand (the hen unfortunately arrested). He looked up very seriously,

”Thank you.”

Lin Chou waved his hand, ”You're welcome... I'm very curious, do you think your name is a warlock?”

The warlock was taken aback,

”Huh? Name... no one has asked my name for a long time.”

”...”

Lin Chou thought he would say something like ”The one who knew my name had already died”.

The warlock said,

”My name contains power from the void, forgive me for not telling...Anyone who knows my name will be as unlucky as me.”

”...”

The ins and outs of these words have really risen to the level of great will!

The warlock put the four chickens on their seats and sat down to complete their daily tasks.

Sanhuang squinted at the three big hens with shiny feathers-ah, how beautiful they are, their feathers are as light as a swan, their eyes are as yellow as the desert, and every fold on their exposed arms and feet All contain an extremely moving style.

They are the harem of my three yellows, the daughters that my three yellows will protect all my life... the hens!

Thinking of this, Sanhuang Yinhang sang loudly,

”Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~”

Lin Chou was dumbfounded, and the four dogs were dumbfounded!

The warlock’s bun choked in his throat,

”It's it...it's called?!”

A mysterious and metaphysical aura that has never been seen in ancient times converged abnormally in the sky above Yanhui Mountain, and the warlock's robe automatically rose up into the air without any wind.

At this moment, there is only one focal point between heaven and earth, the warlock.

Fortune and luck, the king of kings!

This is an indescribable state. Even if human beings do not have such an organ that can perceive the attribute of ”lucky”, everyone can understand it naturally-warlock, the jackpot!

The warlock reached out his hand, and the buns in the cage rose into the sky. In the sound of ”bobobo”, all of them got into the part he should be called ”mouth” and disappeared, and the muffled and mute voice was enveloped like the infrasound of an earthquake. Throughout the whole land, the heavy buzzing sound covered everything heavy and suppressed, making all the living irritable.

”Ancient contract, fallen creature!”

”In the name of the Dream Destroyer!”

”Boiling blood, flowing lava!”

Then came the weird language that no one could understand.

Under the spell of the warlock, the yellow clouds in the sky flapped and roared like a tsunami, glowing with weird green.

Huang Dashan stared at the sky,

”It's over, this guy really didn't study Lu Chenshu?”

”boom!”

The yellow cloud shattered in an instant, and a small, shining red meteorite appeared out of thin air under the clouds.

The warlock gushed out a lot of blood, suddenly forming tens of millions of tiny blood lines directly connected to the meteorite.

”Void Twisting-Fel Fire, Burn!”

”The Grimoire of Quesales!”

”boom!”

The blood line covering the sky immediately burned with green flames, and a chilling malice on the meteorite also burned, descending toward the warlock at a speed that violated the common sense of physics and a nearly right-angled drifting route.

This power is so evil and vicious, even the strong in the bright light can perceive it, and the base city suddenly jumps.

”Duang.”

The meteorite fell in front of the warlock.

The small shock wave maliciously exploded a most innocent nataka red bean fruit into a sky pink slurry.

This is an unprincipled massacre!

This shows how evil and unreasonable the warlock’s summons are!

Shan Ye,

”...”

Lin Sorrow,

”...”

Several onlookers,

”...”

Make such a big move, is this **** over?

The green fel flame on the dark gray and almost black cloak of the warlock raged up and then extinguished instantly, turning into a weird green twisted pattern on the cloak.

A flame-like halo appeared above his head, making him look like some kind of degenerate angel-but all the magicians were unaware, his sight was all about one diameter on the ground. Meteorite fell in the small crater.

”Crack.”

The meteorite split, and a small stone man jumped out from the center of the egg-sized meteorite.

”Hiccup~”

The stone man hiccuped and splashed out a cloud of sparks.

Mars instantly ignited the whole body of the little stone man, and a green flame ignited between every stone crack.

The feeble warlock laughed hoarsely,

”Successful, really successful, hahaha...the abyss demon, the abyss demon ahahaha...”

”...”

Is this little guy really worthy of that mighty and domineering name?

The warlock carefully held the ”Abyss Demon” in his palm, as if looking at his newly born child.

The little guy jumped up to his feet and punched the warlock in the face.

Screamed, ”Hah, bang!”

Several small green sparks splashed out.

The warlock laughed for a while, and slapped his hands together.

”Snapped!”

The dizzy little stone man bia chirps to his knees, and still does not forget to make a full threatening sound.

”Heh, hish...”

When the warlock faced Lin Chou, there seemed to be some kind of forced explanation under the black hood.

”Ah... this is the abyss demon, also called hellfire or fel demon, consciously but not good at thinking-well, as long as the summoner is strong enough, they are still very obedient, look, are you honest?”

”...”

Is this the reason why you beat a gadget that hasn't been slapped big yet?