My Summons Can Learn Skills

"My name is Mansha. My parents are both Tier 2 evil hunters. I am proficient in melee combat skills. My talent is Wind Sword. When I use sword weapons, my attack speed can be increased by half."

Wearing leather armor, Mansha, with her calf and large white skin exposed, drew her long sword from her waist.

With a scream, the white sword light flashed, and the table in front of him was cut in half, and the speed was astonishing.

"Shi Meng, you can call me Uncle Shi. I was originally a blacksmith, but I have only recently awakened the power of the law. The talent skill is the casting method for the soldier, which can temporarily condense the mana into a weapon for use. What I am good at is...strength."

Uncle Guozilian also introduced himself immediately.

The yellow-faced man reluctantly said: "Lilag, occupation... a homeless man, he is best at bullying and fearing hard work. He has natural skills and suspended animation. Once he enters suspended animation, it is difficult to detect even a person two ranks higher than me."

When the voice fell, several people looked at Chen Gou together.

Except for Captain Keang, he was the only one present who hadn't introduced himself.

"Sorry, I also want to act alone." Chen Gou put away the newspaper that he had just picked up from the dining table, showing a hint of apology.

"you?"

All four of them were taken aback on the spot, and their eyes were full of consternation.

"Little brother, Dongli dares to act alone because he has the intelligence and laws and props to support the Ajslan family. With all due respect, you'd better act with us, otherwise it will be difficult to hold on for ten days."

Uncle Shi Meng said in Chen Ken's tone, and he almost said that you weighed and weighed your own weight. If you don't have Dongli's ability, don't learn from others.

"Thank you uncle for your kindness, but life and death is a fate, I hope to go according to my wishes."

Chen Gou has determined that the background of this abyssal world is the American drama Blood Race, because the newspaper published detailed information about the Returning Soul Corpse.

So he had mastered some of the secrets of the world plot, and decided to act alone.

This makes it easy for him to start his own plan without being frustrated by a few "companions" who have their own ghosts.

The kind-hearted uncle still couldn't help but persuade: "You still think about it carefully, and wait until tomorrow morning before making a decision."

"Uncle, don't persuade you. I have seen many such people whose hearts are higher than the sky and thinner than paper. They won't look back until they die. Let him go."

Mansha sneered, and directly classified Chen into the category of people who didn't have much ability, but were pretentious and ignorant.

Chen Gou was speechless and shrugged. Without explaining anything, he opened the door and left, looking for a safe place to spend the night first.

Although the Returning Soul Corpse is not a vampire in the traditional sense, like most dark creatures, it is also afraid of direct sunlight, so the night is the most dangerous, and it is safe once the day breaks.

But Chen Jing's palm suddenly stopped at the moment he grabbed the doorknob, and then he froze there.

Still motionless, if you look up close, you will find patches of goose bumps on the skin on his neck. This is an instinctive reaction of people in extremely dangerous situations.

His eyes didn't blink for a moment, and through the glass door, he saw dozens of weird figures walking towards here under the flashing street lamp.

There is no hair, and the skin is pale. As they get closer, you can see the particularly thick arteries pulsing in the neck, passing under the collarbone to the chest cavity, like jumping tree roots.

This is definitely not the appearance that humans can have, so their identity is self-evident.

These soul-returning corpses also have another obvious feature, which is their loose lobes.

The disgusting and loose muscles hung there like the neck of a turkey, hanging pale, like a yin sac, their heads swayed and swayed.

It makes people feel nauseous to spit out the food overnight.

"The enemy attack, an evil demon is coming!"

Chen Gou stepped back and let out a dull growl to remind everyone.

The four people behind him instantly bounced from their seats, holding their weapons firmly in their hands.

Bang!

A few seconds later, the glass door of the bakery was charged from the outside by the two returning soul corpses and directly knocked open.

Then a dozen soul-returning corpses, like a group of ghosts, crowded in in darkness.

I don't know how many there are at a time, even if it is calculated as fifteen, it means that each of them has to deal with three returning corpses at the same time!

Chen Gou stared at the front, and when the soul-returning corpse closest to him came to the front two meters, he decisively turned his head and turned to the side... instead of retreating, he drew out the saber that the female knight Ye Qing gave him. One wave!

The movements are smooth and flowing, as if they have gone through thousands of tempers.

This is the only melee combat technique he has practiced hard during the ten days of training, sword drawing.

There is no hesitation and softness at all.

Turning his head and turning sideways made him avoid the fleshy tongue that spouted from the mouth of the soul-returning corpse, and the sword-drawing attack after actively advancing helped him to chop off the head of the soul-returning corpse along with the loose fleshy skin!

Although this was a steel sword, it was not a silver sword that had great restraints on the returning soul corpse.

But the sharp blade also cut the fragile neck easily, and the unique milky white blood plasma of the blood race was sprayed out weakly - there was not much unique blood in their bodies.

"Be careful not to come into contact with the white bugs in their bodies, otherwise they will be infected and transformed into demons!"

While Chen Gou stepped back, preparing to meet the other soul-returning corpse, he reminded loudly.

Although Team Fayuan had frozen the corpse of a Returning Soul Corpse and took it away, and apparently planned to use it for research.

But Chen Gou was not sure whether the several examiners present were qualified to know the latest secrets first-hand.

Next, five awakened persons and a dozen soul-returning corpses launched a desperate fight.

Fortunately, the level of these returning soul corpses is below LV3.

Unlike human awakeners, law creatures will have their first law skills at LV5.

So for the examiners, as long as it is a returning soul corpse below LV5, it will not pose too much threat to them.

Of course, unless the number gap is more than five times.

All five have undergone rigorous training, and they got serious and joined hands to deal with a dozen low-level soul-returning corpses. After experiencing the initial panic, they quickly stabilized their positions with the help of their talents.

Then just when a few people thought that they could kill all the incoming soul-returning corpses without any risk, a few black shadows, which were half smaller than the normal soul-returning corpses, jumped directly onto the windowsill from outside.

Bent down and barefoot across the window frame, he easily twisted his body and got into the window less than one meter long and wide.

They are on all fours, lying on the windowsill, sniffing like well-trained hounds.

Whoosh!

Suddenly one of the palms and soles of the feet slammed on the windowsill, and the figure turned into an afterimage and jumped up. It almost touched the ceiling before falling down, and rushed towards the tall Uncle Shi.

"what……"

Less than a second, the uncle's screams sounded.

His entire left hand, all parts below the elbow disappeared, and it was cut off directly by the thin corpse with sharp claws!

And on the fracture, the muscles and bone stubble glowed with oily green light, making a sizzling noise, as if after being splashed with sulfuric acid, the uncle's pain caused the green veins on his neck to violently violently resemble an earthworm, almost swelling and breaking blood vessels.

"It's not good, it's a LV7 mutant demon, with agility attributes of 15 points or more, and poisonous corrosion skills."

The temporary captain Coang who had not had time to sit still was shocked. He didn't know when he wore a half-sided gold spectacle on his left eye.

Through the lens, he stared at the Returning Soul Corpse that fell on all fours on the dining table after a hit, and reported relevant information.

"It's the magic boy!"

"What stage has the plot developed? How come the magic boy is born now!"

Chen Gou took a deep breath, activated his skills without hesitation, and summoned the battle guards to guard him.

After being parasitized by blood worms, most humans will transform into ordinary soul-returning corpses with similar strength.

But there are exceptions. After some special people are parasitized, they will be transformed into blood races with stronger strength and even special abilities.

The magic boy is a stalker in the blood race, also known as the blind detective, transformed from the blind boy of humans.

Because of blindness, he has a strong sense of hearing and smell, which is more acute than the best hounds. The eyes that cannot see objects can perceive the spectrum, and the speed is extremely fast.

What shocked Chen Gou even more was that compared with what was shown in the TV series, the magic boy in front of him was obviously several times stronger.

Only the venom that can corrode flesh and blood and weapons is absolutely absent from the magic boy in the TV series.

Chen Gou suddenly understood that although the background frame of this abyssal world is American drama blood, it is a real world.

Inside are all living people and creatures!

They have thoughts, wisdom, and even master the power of the law, possessing strange skills of the law!

He can get help from the plot he knows, but if he looks at the world completely according to the TV series, he is definitely seeking his own death!

"Kon, you are the captain, what shall we do now?"

The thin yellow-faced youth was close to Ke Ang's side, and within the reach of his heavy, faintly desperate gaze, there were four demon boys and seven or eight remaining low-level soul-returning corpses.

This combination is enough to wipe them out!