Chapter 534 Recruitment (Thanks to the Leader of Eternal Hymn)

Follow the alchemists' instructions.

Huai Shi first opened the top box, took out the token inside - a blood-stained mirror, and put it into the hole of the secret instrument. Then, after putting in many materials in order, the light quickly illuminated.

I'm coming!

Huaishi's eyes lit up, and the familiar card drawing process began!

But when the light went out, there was nothing in the secret ceremony. There was no thing, no sound, and no existence even came in accordance with the call.

The Fire Eyes Settlement did not respond to Huai Shi's call.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at Lin Jiujiu in the distance. Lin Jiujiu also had a blank look on his face. He quickly conveyed the advice on the bridge to Huai Shi - continue.

After a brief silence, Huai Shi quickly changed the sacrifices in the secret ceremony and replaced the tokens. A palm-sized straw doll was put into the hole.

The light came on and then disappeared.

Still...empty.

Thunder Mountain didn't respond.

Silence came again.

This time, without waiting for the advice from the bridge, Huaishi started her action by inserting a shrunken and shriveled monkey head and activating the secret instrument.

After the light dissipated, the secret ceremony was completely empty.

Shenyin Pavilion did not respond to Huai Shi's call.

When Huai Shi changed the medium for the fourth time and the matrix of the secret ritual pointed to 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', the silence was finally broken as the light lit up.

A strange creature resembling a giant prairie dog appears as a projection from it.

It wears a miner-style hard hat on its head, a weird jacket on its upper body, and a shovel on its shoulder.

The Otters of Sediment, a group of abyssal people famous for their excavations and underground fortifications, are also one of Ivory Tower's partners in Hell, and they have participated in the construction of many branches.

But now, after lowering the projection, the Precipitated Otter looked around and stared at Huai Shi's unfamiliar face. After confirming that it was the summons of the Ivory Tower, he opened his mouth and made a sharp sound.

“Ah————ah——ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

The voice was extremely loud, as if several subwoofers had exploded. Huaishi was stunned by the roar and had no idea what it was doing. But the mosaic wolfdog next to him raised the sign on his body, and the handwriting on it transformed and began to translate the sharp ahhh sound for Huaishi.

[I'm sorry - my friend, Ivory Tower. 】

The sediment otter roared and shouted: [Your call - this time - cannot be answered - us]

"Why?" Huai Shi asked.

[Activate here - someone - the thunder horn. 】

The Otter of Precipitation continued to roar with great energy: [The war of the worlds - the last contract - the regulations are not allowed - we - can't help -]

After saying that, the leader of the large group, who looked like a groundhog, bowed to Huai Shi, turned around and disappeared into the projection.

The trumpet of thunder.

Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, in disbelief.

If he hadn't made up history when he was studying alchemy, he wouldn't know what this was.

To a certain extent, this series of gadgets has no purpose at all. It is purely a... symbol and decoration, used to symbolize identity and represent something.

Sometimes it's priceless, sometimes it's worthless.

Just like the Huabiao of the Eastern Xia genealogy, the icon of the Russian Union genealogy, the Fasius of the Roman genealogy, the declaration of the new world of the American genealogy... not only the current situation, but also the major forces in the abyss also have such their own Representation.

This kind of thing cannot be used unless it is granted. It is extremely troublesome to make, and it is also a consumable item that will be gone after use.

But equally, it can also represent a certain will expressed by the force to which it belongs.

It's like the thundering horn that represents the swarm of hell in the Blight Zone - the Sea of ​​Titans.

This group of abyss dwarfs who have inherited the blood of giants are the out-and-out overlords in the Wither Zone. In the last war of the worlds, they destroyed the big trust represented by the original owners here, the "Purgatory Factory Owners". .

Since the trumpet of thunder has been blown here, it means that the authority of the Sea of ​​Titans has also descended here. All hell groups that are not part of the Sea of ​​Titans are not allowed to enter without permission.

It's like a rabbit doesn't dare to enter a tiger's territory.

No matter whether the tiger is there or not.

Once inside, it means provocation.

But if it is really the Sea of ​​Titans that wants to compete with the Ivory Tower for the ownership of this hell, it would have made it clear long ago. Why would it not blow the whistle sooner or later? The Ivy League would not blow the whistle when it calls for people, but why? Did you start playing the trumpet when it was your turn?

If you think about it with your heels, you will know that it is the Ivy League.

But this is the most troublesome part about ritual utensils.

It's not about whether the big guys it really represents are here, but... whether you care about those big guys.

It is true that hell is so big and numerous, and the face of the Sea of ​​Titans may not be easy to use everywhere, and there are definitely not a few hostile factions. But the Ivy League just blew the trumpet and reduced the options at hand by at least half.

Huai Shi's mood suddenly became worse.

Not far away, Lin Shijiu felt the teacher's increasingly ominous aura and shrank back a little.

Huaishi didn't get angry. She just stood under the dim sunset and quietly smoked a cigarette. After raising her foot and stamping out the cigarette, she picked out the keepsakes in the box and picked out those that were definitely not. The things that would respond to him were filtered out, and what remained were the hostile factions of the Sea of ​​Titans and the huge group that didn't care about these disputes at all.

Likewise, the price of hiring... will definitely be more expensive and demanding.

But now, does Huaishi still have a choice?

He calmly placed a shriveled snake corpse into the secret summoning ritual, and then waited quietly.

As the light comes on.

A huge shadow slowly rose from it.

The pressure from the Lord of the Swarm spreads with the scarlet pupils.

"Ivory Tower?"

Like a bat-winged demon made of iron and stone, the gargoyle appeared in the secret ceremony and stared down at its summoner: "It's an unfamiliar face... It doesn't matter."

He paused and asked indifferently: "Young man, I came in compliance with the call of the Ivory Tower. Do you need the Iron Stone Settlement to fight for you?"

Huge pressure spread forward.

But the expected panic never appeared. The young man looked up at him and nodded calmly: "That's right."

"Disaster Musician? Hey, I've seen humans like you before."

The gargoyle seemed to become a little weird, but soon returned to normal, but his tone was not so cold.

"It sounds like you're quite satisfied with me."

Huai Shi's brows raised slightly, "Can we start discussing terms?"

After the gargoyle was silent for a long time, his tone gradually became serious: "Our asking price is not cheap——"

"I see."

Huai Shi shrugged and listened attentively.

"Well, how about a castle?"

After a brief look at each other, the gargoyle opened its mouth and said, "There needs to be a prayer hall for forty gargoyles to station and rest inside. The specific specifications are here."

A piece of parchment emerged from the sharp claws, which described in detail the specific area of ​​the castle and the internal configuration, including the detailed specifications of the towers, walls and moats...

Even the materials needed for the internal secret arrangement.

Everything is of the highest specification.

That's the price of hiring them.

As a gargoyle that once existed as a patron saint, it is also known as the "Night-walking Dragon". Not only does it have strong combat power, it also possesses good ethics and character that are rare in the abyss. At least I have never heard of their betrayal. through one's own employer.

However, the asking price is always high, and the employer's unreasonable demands will be rejected at any time.

To put it simply, although he has ethics and good fighting ability, he is very difficult to maintain.

Moreover, those who betray the contract will be pursued to the ends of the earth at all costs.

If Huaishi promised him here and then failed to fulfill his promise, then from now on all the gargoyles in hell would regard the people of the Ivory Tower as their number one enemy.

What the Ivory Tower needs to pay is to build a castle for them in hell for them to live in within a year. In return, there will be twenty gargoyles fighting for him here.

The term is three months.

After the early morning of the last day of the third month, they will not stay even for one more second.

To be fair, the price was already very exaggerated, and it had to be said that Gargoyle's knife was a bit harsh... but Huai Shi agreed very neatly.

After all, he wasn’t the one paying!

There is no such thing as a second time paying with Russell's credit card!

The moment Huai Shi signed his name, dozens of huge and ferocious silhouettes walked out of the summoning secret ritual. In addition to the name-giver who had just negotiated with Huai Shi, twenty gargoyles from Yuandan Fortress appeared in the secret ceremony with their own spears and throwing spears.

Over the next three months, they will fight for the Ivory Tower.

In addition to their hard and scary defenses, these flying hell species are made of iron and stone themselves. In other words, there is no need to worry about being petrified even if they are exposed to the dark night of the Twilight Land. Its own combat capabilities have been recognized through countless mercenary wars.

Immediately afterwards, Huai Shi waved his hand, signaling Lin Shijiu to take the gargoyle into the outer station first, still staying in front of the summoning secret instrument, and then put in the next medium.

As the light lit up, a black snake man riding a huge lizard appeared in the carving, wearing black scales and carrying a bow and arrow and a scimitar.

The yellow vertical pupils looked straight at Huai Shi, shrinking slightly.

Seemingly scrutinizing.

Huai Shi tilted her head and looked at him for a long time, then smiled and said, "Let's make a price."

Just like that, half an hour later, twenty-one gargoyles, more than eighty snake-men, an undead army of more than eight hundred abyss rat-men, and a total of three hell groups from all over the world joined the Iron Crystal Seat. In the camp.

After watching the noisy rat-men crowding together and leaving, Huaishi raised her head and stared at the fading dusk light in the sky, but did not stop calling.

Instead, after a brief silence, he pulled out the sword of virtue from his arms and inserted it into the matrix.

The light comes on again.