Please Stop Summoning Me!

Chapter 72.2

After the suppressed and hoarse roar, blackness poured out of the window.

The monster with golden-red pupils casts a huge shadow under the moonlight.

It slowly blended in through the door and came inside the inn.

The people in the inn were still sleeping peacefully.

An ancient ditty tune that no one could identify slowly sounded.

Lonely and distant, hollow, heartbreaking, tuned in the inn for a long time, not dissipating. 

The huge black body started climbing to the second floor of the inn, the scythe in his hand gently buckled against the wall, emitting a subtle, rhythmic sound.

Pop.

Pop.

Pop.

Gradually it reached the door.

Slowly blend in.

The one-eyed black shadow was huge in figure, standing in front of the bed, against the ceiling, slightly bent over.

Arms made of straw clutching a huge scythe.

The three people in the bed still had their eyes closed.

A bloodthirsty, brutal, desperate, a momentary outbreak of negative emotions emerged from it like a substantial and destructive surge to the surroundings.

It raised its huge scythe, which was one meter long, high in the air.

The mists suddenly dispersed and the blade glinted with light.

While it swung violently towards the people on the bed.

“Clang!”

Under the moonlight, Shen Yi sat on the bed, with one hand pressing down on the black hat, and the other holding a threaded cane.

Blocking the scythe.

“I’m absolutely right, since the 'Miracle White' left a 'bomb' on Tina's body, obviously there will not be any backhand and insurance measures.”

In fact he didn’t fall asleep, but kept lying on the bed and faking sleep.

Before going to bed, he asked her to sleep, while he pretended to sleep on the side.

Su Ling couldn't fathom what "Mr. Shen" was thinking, but still agreed... ‘Anyway, this guy is not human, so there is no need to worry about him doing anything bad to them.’

He slowly stood up from the bed, the huge force on the cane pushed the scythe back, also dragging the huge monster back.

Real Monster!

A nearly three-meter tall, black sickle in hand, made of bundles of straw, its head had a strange golden red pupil filled with negative emotions.

It let out a hoarse roar, and once again tried to swing the scythe, only to find that the scythe had cracked.

With a little force, it was completely shattered.

“....”

The monster also froze slightly, obviously not expecting this to be the case.

"It looks like your weapon isn't strong enough."

With a smile, Shen Yi quickly threw out the next stick.

"Bang."

It was as if it had been smashed into a pile of tofu art, 2.5 meters high, full of strange straw giants, was smashed to pieces by the threaded cane in the twinkling of an eye.

“Just shattered like that?”

He muttered in dissatisfaction for not controlling the power again and used great force. 

While the broken pieces of straw on the ground trembled and kept shaking, black mist emerged from it and started sewing the body together again.

It started to take form.

Immediately afterwards it stopped healing, and the black mist all stood still.

However Shen Yi has no habit of waiting for the enemy to come back to life then taking action.

He immediately raised his hand for another stick.

"Bang."

With a sound like a pile-driving, the monsters that hadn't been resurrected were once again blasted.

But soon after, the signs of resurrection begin again.

"Can't it be killed?"

Then let’s try killing a few more times in case there must be a limit.

Without hesitation, Shen Yi tapped it again and again with his cane.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

Along with the stick, the whole room was quivering.

If Su Ling hadn't used the invisible technique to drive away the idlers in advance, everyone in the hotel might have woken up.

After a long and tough battle, the monster finally stopped resurrecting, and turned into a complete scrap of straw.

"Phew, I’m so tired."

Letting out a breath, he squatted down, rummaged around the scarecrow, and soon found a strange object.

White crystal particles.

"What is this?"

He fumbled with the white particles in his hand, which was clearly a kind of symbol, just not knowing what it represented.

He turned his head, the two girls on the bed were still holding hands, immersed in an unknown dreamland.

"Ah!"

Tina screamed suddenly.

She seemed to have encountered something terrible, and her body began to tremble while she shook her head.

Shen Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then found that Su Ling's body was also shaking, and blood was continuously oozing from her skin.

"What's going on? Why does something in a dream affect the real world?"

The Peeping Dreams Potion did not have this effect, nor does it happen in normal dreams.

Could it be that this is a trap?

A trap set by ‘Miracle White’?

After pondering for a minute, he took out the dark green potion bottle that he hadn't drunk... Should I drink it now, but if we’re attacked by monsters in the real world again, our entire army might be wiped out.

"Ooo."

Su Ling's body suddenly trembled more violently, and more blood spilled from her skin.

Feeling unsure, he took a deep breath and drank the potion, and re-lay on Tina's left side, and held her fair and silky left hand.

And slowly fell asleep.

Before going to sleep, he suddenly thought of one thing.

When meeting Aina and Byron in a dream he was very conscious.

And in the dream world the image they saw of him seemed a little different from reality.

So what form would he look like in Tina’s dream?

Just as he thought of this, sleepiness surged up.

And he fell into a deep sleep.