the next day.
The morning light slanted in from the broken windows of the factory, illuminating most of the warehouse area.
Lin Sheng put down his backpack carefully. He didn't do anything last night, he just used it to memorize the rudimentary alien summoning ceremony.
Fortunately, after checking many times, he finally seemed to have memorized the diagram of the ritual circle perfectly.
When the dream was over, he went to school early in the morning to ask for leave, and then prepared all other materials. Go straight to the abandoned factory from the last ceremony.
This factory warehouse has become Lin Sheng's regular place for ceremonies.
He kept crows around and used them to keep an eye on the surroundings at any time.
Following the old rules, Lin Sheng took out the plastic sheet from his backpack and spread it on the ground.
Then take out the ritual paste that has been stirred in advance, and light the lard lamp.
In the center of the magic circle, set up a pan, and then throw clean water and other messy materials into it.
Lin Sheng went out to find some dry firewood and put it under the pot. Then drizzle with a little petrol.
puff.
The lighter ignites the thinnest dry wood, and the firewood is lit one by one, and the relay is lit continuously.
Soon, a small bonfire was lit under the pan.
Lin Sheng specially cut a hole in the plastic paper in advance, just to facilitate the normal ceremony.
Seeing that the bonfire was lit, he repeatedly poured some of the paste needed for the ceremony on the fixed position of the magic circle, and threw the other part into the pan, and began to boil the soup.
The lard lamp on the side also exudes a faint aroma, which makes people appetite when they smell it.
According to the formation plan, Lin Sheng kept arranging and preparing everything.
After simmering the pan soup for half an hour, he began to use the paste-like soup to outline the rest of the ritual symbols on plastic paper.
The complexity of the elementary summoning ceremony from another world far surpassed the ones Lin Sheng had arranged before.
It took him another half an hour to draw all the patterns, and then another 20 minutes to check them carefully.
It wasn't until he took out his notebook to check that there were no problems before he took a step back and stood in front of the formation diagram.
"It should be fine."
Lin Sheng calmed down.
"Ten minutes, the layout ceremony is only valid for ten minutes. If I can't complete the summoning as soon as possible, this ceremony will fail completely. All materials will be in vain."
Lin Sheng took a deep breath.
This is his first contact with this kind of ritual that can summon entities.
The previous ceremonies, whether it was the ritual of offering sacrifices to the spirit or the ceremonies of the weak, were all just formations on the spiritual soul.
But this time it was different.
He is going to pull a completely unknown existence from another world to his level to fight for himself.
Gathering his mind, Lin Sheng opened his mouth slowly, and a clear and strange whispering syllable came out of his mouth.
This kind of syllable has no meaning, it is only created to match the ritual array.
It is the initiator and the regulator of balance and stability.
Waves of low, dreamlike whispers continued to spread from Lin Sheng's mouth.
The sound seemed to be getting louder and louder, shaking the pan set up in the middle of the ceremony until it rippled.
The circles of ripples became more and more obvious and bigger.
Slowly, strands of blue smoke drifted out from above the flame of the lard lamp on the side.
The smoke seemed to be living things, and quickly penetrated into the paste in the pan.
Hiss...
In an instant, a large amount of water vapor evaporated in the pan.
Countless water vapor twisted, circled, and slowly danced and rotated around Lin Sheng.
A feeling like entering a dream made Lin Sheng close his eyes unconsciously.
In what should have been a pitch-black field of vision, two large and small light clusters appeared in front of him.
One of the light clusters is red and the other is white.
The red ones are the size of an egg, while the white ones are the size of a football.
"It's started." Lin Sheng didn't panic.
He understands that he has successfully entered into the summoning process of constructing and weaving the ritual circle.
The two balls of light in front of him are the two kinds of creatures he can summon.
It's just that he was a little surprised that after the initiation ceremony, he had to take the initiative to look for gaps everywhere.
Thus, within ten minutes, from the gap, he brought back his favorite summoned creature. Then sign a contract with it.
It's just that as soon as he entered this stage, two monster light balls floated in front of his eyes.
There is no need for him to look around.
"The Formation Ceremony is not so much mysticism, but a fixed program that uses mysterious power to weave.
I just don't know why, but I can choose two monsters to summon without looking for them. But this is also good, save a lot of worry. "
Lin Sheng frowned, he hesitated.
"Since it can appear in front of me, it means that I can afford the consumption of these monsters. According to the introduction in the book, the bigger the light group I see, the stronger the monster's strength."
Without any hesitation, he stared intently at the larger white ball of light.
The moment his consciousness touched the past.
An angry roar exploded in his mind.
Countless white lights exploded in front of Lin Sheng's eyes, as if they were thrown into the middle of the flash bomb explosion.
After a pause.
A large number of images, memories, sounds, and madness poured out of Lin Sheng's mind and passed into the white light ball in front of him.
What surprised him was that the sound of these images and memories that flowed in seemed to resonate in the light sphere.
A more blazing white light exploded in front of his eyes.
"I am willing to dedicate everything to God."
In a trance, an exaggeratedly tall giant, wearing white armor, kneeled devoutly on one knee, praying to the clear and luxurious temple statue.
"God does not exist, only the faith in our hearts lasts forever"
A voice came from behind the giant.
"No, I believe that there are gods in the world." The giant said calmly.
"Just for Anseria's joke," the voice behind was full of disappointment.
"But she saw a miracle," said the giant in a deep voice.
"That's false, Hansenna."
"Even if it's just a glimmer of hope, I will persist," the giant stood up and said in a low voice.
"When everything is pulled into a nightmare, you will only be like the other brutal holy shields, with only a shell wandering around." The voice behind calmly narrated, as if that had already happened.
"Then I will kill them," the giant said coldly, "I will take everything they have, live to the end, and see the final hope"
"..." The voice behind him didn't speak again.
Hiss... ..
Lin Sheng suddenly exited the memory screen. In the darkness in front of his eyes, the white ball of light had completely disappeared.
Instead, it was the huge white-armored warrior Sacred Shield of Brutality that he had encountered in Snow Wind Castle before.
"This... unexpectedly...." Lin Sheng never expected that the light group he chose was actually the brutal Holy Shield in Xuefeng Castle
He could feel that a steady stream of black threads were flying out of his body, and they were entering the body of the Holy Shield of Brutality one by one.
These seem to be the memory fragments of the brutal holy shield he once absorbed.
The opponent's powerful body more than three meters high was suspended in the dark space of his field of vision, like an empty shell, which was constantly being filled by Lin Sheng's black line.
Maybe one minute, maybe five minutes.
Lin Sheng felt that his memories of the brutal Holy Shield seemed to be copied into the body in front of him.
He can touch the other party's spirit, and the other party is like a machine without emotion, without consciousness, without personality, and can only execute his own orders.
swish.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
On the ritual circle in front of him, there was a huge white-armored warrior more than three meters tall standing quietly at this moment.