Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

But all this came to an abrupt end when the new "co-chairman" Valentine took office.

"Valentine..."

Looking at the man in the star-cut robe in the newspaper, the two people in the box began to talk in a low voice.

"This authoritarian man hasn't been impeached yet, so he seems to have something to say."

Looking at the introduction about Valentine in this "Youlinglian Special Newspaper", Zhou Li always felt something was wrong.

Valentine, the latest SPW co-chair and the only one to have established a military government, immediately centralized SPW power upon assuming office. All smaller nations lost their internal freedoms and were forced to adhere to SPW laws. Even so, Valentine's position remained unshakable, easily suppressing the few minor rebellions he encountered.

At the same time, after taking the position of co-chairman, Valentine formulated a series of restrictive measures on spiritual power and magic. This resulted in a shortage of spiritual professionals in the SPW United Nations, while magic professionals were controlled by the state.

Of course, this does not mean that SPW is safe.

On the contrary, most of the time, the situation of ordinary people in SPW is very bad, really very bad.

Chapter 298 Castle

The old castle crouched on the highest ridge, like a giant, rain-soaked old bone. Its stones were black, soaked by countless rains, saturated with water and weighing heavily on the land below. There were no flags, no sound, only the sound of rain trickling down from the broken edges of the high stones, forming dirty tear marks.

Mixed in with the sound of the wind was a particularly loud voice, deep and muffled, as if it came from deep within the castle, filtered by the thick stone.

It didn't last, pausing occasionally before starting again, as if something heavy was dragging slowly, over and over again, in the empty corridor.

After each muffled sound, the narrow window that let in light would shake slightly.

The old man sat quietly on the cold stone chair, motionless, his whole body as solid and dull as a cast iron sculpture.

He was only accompanied by a few candlelights. The dim environment was always depressing and despairing, and even the air was filled with the smell of decay.

The interior of the castle is like this, as if it has been washed away by torrents again and again, leaving only debris and a despairing atmosphere.

"Grandpa...I'm scared."

The little girl grabbed the old man's clothes, her trembling fingers making him look particularly pitiful. She lowered her head and whispered, "Why did Dad ask us to come here?"

The old man said nothing. There was a layer of frost on his silver single-frame glasses, but he did not wipe it. He just reached out his hand, gently hugged the child, and whispered:

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa is here."

Gazing out the window at the dark, rain-covered sky, the old man's eyes were filled with rage and despair. He had never imagined that the beast he had sired could be so cruel and inhumane. For the sake of so-called wealth and power, they would not only sacrifice themselves, but even their own flesh and blood.

[When Master Dick grants me eternal life, children will be meaningless]

These words still lingered in his mind.

Rain washed the wall, and the color in some places appeared darker, an almost sticky dark red, spreading on the gray-black stone, and then diluted by new rain, but soon new traces seeped out and meandered down.

Some of the windows were black holes, devoid of light, only a deeper darkness hidden within. Others had been crudely boarded shut, and behind the cracks in the boards lay pure, opaque blackness. The old man was behind them, trying to light more candles, but it was all in vain. The child continued to tremble in his arms.

The wind suddenly picked up, whipping raindrops against the shady side of the castle. The rain washed away the mud and plaster that had accumulated on the wall, suddenly revealing a huge crack underneath.

It wasn't a natural crack; it ripped open fiercely, its edges jagged, as if the stone had been torn apart from the inside by claws. Rain poured madly into the bottomless crack, emitting a hollow echo.

At the sharpest gust of wind, beneath the spire of the tallest tower, clinging to its twisted body, an outline darker than the night seemed to move.

The thing clung to the stone wall, almost blending into the tower's shadow. Only for a moment, as the pale light of lightning flashed across the sky, did it reveal a vague, indescribable, huge outline - it was taller than the tower's spire, clinging tightly to the stone wall like a huge growth on the tower itself. When the lightning died down, it sank again into the inky shadow.

The old man saw it.

It also saw the old man.

It smiled, and the teeth in its mouth were as sharp and messy as a chain saw. The greed in its eyes could not be concealed, and it would not hide it all.

Evil beast.

The rain was still falling. The wind blew through the invisible hollows deep within the castle, letting out a long sigh, mingled with other, subtle, scraping sounds, very light but continuous, as if coming from somewhere deep down.

Thunder roared.

The footsteps sounded teasingly, and it seemed not to care at all about being noticed, or rather, it was enjoying this moment and the pleasure of hunting on its own.

The fresh flesh, though a little old, made up for the lack of taste with its tenderness. But what he enjoyed most was the sweet misery and fear.

Delicious... Really delicious.

Lord Diao is right. Only by following him can I become a true immortal.

It was so huge that it was suffocating, barely crammed into the narrow space of the castle's spiral staircase, moving upwards clumsily. Every time it lifted its foot, every time it stepped down, it caused a dull groan deep in the staircase structure, as if the bones of the castle were wailing.

Heavy claws sank into the ancient wooden steps, making a teeth-grinding creaking sound. The wood fibers were squeezed and torn, leaving behind blurred, wet marks that reflected faintly in the dim light. Dust and fine gravel fell with a rustling sound, clearly audible in the dead silence, like a silent rain of sand.

It climbed upward, despairingly slow. The pale moonlight filtering through the small windows high above was like frozen ice, devoid of its flowing vitality. As it passed, the castle walls emitted a faint yet terrifying crackling sound. The plaster peeled away from within, peeling away silently, fine stone dust slid down, leaving grayish-white streaks on the wall, as if licked by some enormous creature.

Here it comes.

"Grandpa, I'm scared."

The child's voice was trembling. A foul smell was coming from the stairs, as if its bloody mouth had begun to devour everything around it. The young child realized that she might be eaten by a monster in a fairy tale, but there was no hero to save her.

It continued to move upwards, and every time it stepped, the wooden board under its feet made a short and sharp groan, which then quickly subsided, like a painful whimper that was forcibly suppressed.

The terror brought by the sound made the child and the old man more desperate. The old man now regretted not covering the child's ears. He no longer had the strength to reach out his hand. The oppression and fear brought by the sound made him lose all his abilities.

dong dong dong.

The old man was suddenly stunned.

He slowly turned his head, and suddenly, in the deep, dark window, a large face pressed tightly against the glass. A young, handsome, sunny man looked at him with a smirk on his face, his mouth open as if to say something.

Here it comes.

The old man's eyes were filled with despair. He wanted to speak up and ask this reckless young man to leave here, to leave this place of trouble. But he couldn't utter a word and could only watch an innocent man die.

then.

The young man came in.

"Damn it, this rain never stops."

After breaking the window and repairing it, Zhou Li came in and looked at the old man, showing a somewhat awkward smile and asked:

"Father-in-law, can my wife and I come here to take shelter from the rain?"

Chapter 299 Anemia Family

"Could you please go through the main entrance next time you ask a question?"

Bai Dongdong, who had jumped in through the skylight, said to Zhou Li in a bad mood, "That window can be opened, but you had to break it and then put it back together. You're making fun of the Sea Soul, aren't you?"

“What fun.”

Zhou Li muttered softly, then looked at the astonished old man in front of him and asked awkwardly but politely, "Father-in-law, let my wife and I hide from the rain for a while. We're already here, and it's raining heavily."

Zhou Li figured that since he'd already come here, and it was raining, the other party should be able to take advantage of the situation and let him get out of the rain. But what he didn't expect was that the old man's face turned even uglier in response to his request, as if he had seen Victor, a piece of shit, gambling outside the academy.

I am Victor?

Just as Zhou Li was puzzled, he turned his head sharply, following the old man's gaze. Bai Dongdong also turned his head at the same time. The two of them stared at the bat monster that looked like a grotesque skeleton on the spiral staircase, stunned for a moment.

"Doesn't your thing like strangers?"

Zhou Li turned his head and asked.

Are you stupid?

At this point, the old man didn't know whether to call the other person an idiot or tell him to run away. He couldn't understand why this person would say the words "this thing you raised".

Its entire body was covered in sharp, gray-black spurs, not fur. When its wings were spread, the membranes were as thin as decayed black gauze, revealing the distinct white, umbrella-like skeleton beneath. Its head resembled a rat, its fangs exposed, and its ears twisted into giant shards of bone. The monster silently vibrated its throat, its scarlet eyes gazing at the group with amusement.

Can humans raise this thing?

"This is a monster."

Children are often simple and straightforward. After realizing that this older brother seemed a little strange, the lovely girl could only timidly remind him, "He can eat people."

"Oh?"

Zhou Li raised an eyebrow, then turned back to look at the monster whose sharp teeth were slowly grinding against each other. After a brief thought, he suddenly realized:

"Oh, it's wild!"

Zhou Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought his reputation had spread throughout the SPW United Nations, that even this border town called Edge was discriminating against him. Realizing it wasn't him who had provoked the old man's despair and anger, he finally felt relieved.

As for the monsters...

"Show your head and you'll be gone in seconds."

The moment the words fell, a majestic, four-colored giant appeared from behind Zhou Li, with the Lightning Mouse obediently grasped in its grasp. This speed wasn't simply fast; it was a speed that bordered on "vanishing." The Lightning Mouse transformed into a golden meteor and instantly pierced the bat's skull.

The head turned into a bloody mist, and the bat's body still maintained the posture of outstretched claws, but his head had turned into a ball of air.

The electric mouse kicked it casually.

The bat monster's body collapsed with a loud bang.

“Beep, beep, beep.”

The electric mouse cried out in regret. It thought it was some powerful being, but it didn't expect Zhou Li to call it out specifically just to kill an extremely weak being...

Flying mice?

The old man stared blankly at everything before him. He had originally thought Zhou Li was a psychopath seeking death, but the sudden change caused his brain to stop thinking. A moment later, he realized that it was the yellow rat that killed the bat monster, and that the yellow rat seemed to be a summoned creature of the man before him.

"You...you saved me."

The old man came back to his senses and said tremblingly: "You saved me?"

"Oh, it's just a small matter."

Zhou Li waved his hands, "I thought you were raising a monster..."

Before Zhou Li could finish his words, the invisible Four-Colored Giant suddenly summoned the Lightning Mouse. The Lightning Mouse, which was preparing some special flying squirrel products, was instantly back in the Giant's hands. Before the mouse could react, it instantly transformed into yellow lightning and pierced through the nearby wall.

Puff, puff.

At the same time, it also penetrated a human head.

"I lied to you."

Zhou Li grabbed the electric mouse in his hand, turned his head under the astonished old man's gaze, looked at the person who had been hiding in the other room, and said gently: "It will take seconds even if you don't show it."

"You... don't belong here."