My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit

Chapter 440 - 329: Prelude to the Great Expedition (Part 2)

Or should I say, the rules of this world?

He seemed only to need to see the master and servant of the Demon Race to determine the cause.

After quickly drawing an array on the ground with the Cursed Blood, Xue Dili calmed his mind, placed a wooden figure made by the Divine Tree within, and began a new Heroic Spirit summoning.

"Heroic Spirit Summoning, technique unfold!" Xue Dili chanted directly.

The technique inscribed with Cursed Blood on the ground glowed brightly, and according to the theory of that mad Viscount, what should be summoned this time is the phantasm of the Great Sage, right?

Xue Dili only considered what this technique called forth as a phantasm, not a true Heroic Spirit, because what was summoned was obviously an existence born of perception, rather than the real historical hero.

But even if it was just a phantasm, Xue Dili still very much wanted to say something to the Great Sage, at least tell him about his current situation.

As the light faded, a face that seemed to blend human and beast features appeared in front of Xue Dili, with three rows of amber vertical pupils arranged in a fan shape, and six pairs of dragon wings covered with barbs protruding from the shoulder blades.

Moreover, numerous twisted and bizarre snake heads grew upon its shoulders.

Xue Dili: "..."

Even though it was their first meeting, the moment it was summoned, Xue Dili immediately realized who was in front of him.

Typhon, the Father of All Monsters!

Especially the presence that vaguely reached Tier Five, and the mutterings from its mouth.

"Roast!"

Xue Dili: "..."

The twisted mental corruption was captured by the Pseudo-World Heart, seemingly having fulfilled its mission and unable to capture more corruption and distortion before digestion.

This time, both emotionally and rationally, Xue Dili didn’t want to proceed with summoning another Heroic Spirit.

While Zeus represents the all-powerful force of procreation, Typhon should represent the "Beast’s Procreation," that is, it’s Typhon who conveys the authority and power of the procreation force of any beast, demon beast, and monster.

The familiar force of procreation similarly blessed Xue Dili, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Xue Dili even suspected that if he continued summoning Heroic Spirits next time, what might come out would be Procreating Poseidon, representing the procreation of all aquatic animals.

In this situation, he could only stop and start contacting the Prince immediately to find the last Heroic Spirit.

He couldn’t understand why, clearly the materials he used to inscribe the array were cursed blood, yet the summoned ones were all powerful beings from Greece with minor figures dominating.

Although both Zeus and Typhon were strong and powerful, that Tier Five strength and extreme procreation power were shockingly impressive, capable of relying on their procreation power to become a revered deity in any domain.

If Zeus’s disaster were to erupt in this world, Xue Dili felt this world would turn into an odd era where even the earth could become pregnant.

And if Typhon’s power erupted in this world, he felt this world might indeed turn into a lair of monsters.

The power of these two deities is beyond what the Human Empire could control.

Hence, beside the sealed Great Zeus Cross, another sealed Great Typhon appeared.

...

Soon after, Lana and the two female Heroic Spirits returned, not asking how they dealt with it, the bloody scent made their choice apparent.

"Everyone go rest, we’re departing for the Land of Judgment tomorrow," Xue Dili said.

Suddenly, he felt like he forgot someone, right, the mysterious scholar, the last of their six master-servant pairs, the one who claimed to be the Primordial Mystic Scholar of the Empire.

Throughout tonight’s chaos, he didn’t appear at all; no one even knew what he was doing.

However, if he could control his host through special means, then that’s good too.

Meanwhile, within the Mystic Scholar’s laboratory.

He fervently gazed at the Heroic Spirit Summoning Array, and beside him was his host.

But now, his original host, a young man from an ordinary civilian family, was firmly restrained, his legs twisted, and blood from his lower body stained his pants crimson.

"Mmm-mm, mmm-mm!" The young man from the civilian family looked at the mysterious scholar in terror.

"Hehe, there’s contamination in the Heroic Spirit’s contract, and you actually developed desires for me?" The Mystic Scholar stared intensely at his host, a sly grin on his lips, a tube of blood at hand.

Named "Royal Direct Male Lineage Blood," this was the material he desired.

When the Prince saw this material today, he thought it was for Xue Dili and, after some contemplation, permitted its appearance.

"Indeed, my thought process was correct. This Heroic Spirit Summoning ritual itself is merely a toy of the ’gods,’ and I have become nothing but a jester toying with the gods." The Mystic Scholar stared madly at the Heroic Spirit Summoning Technique center, his host.

This young man from the civilian family probably realized his fate, despite all three legs being broken, he still squirmed in terror, trying to flee the array.

"Heroic Spirit Summoning!" The Mystic Scholar resolutely initiated the technique.

And instantly, terrifying magic power violently erupted from his host, a twisted figure instantaneously obliterating the civilian youth’s original soul, completely taking over his body.