‘Where did the prayer come from?’

In fact, over the time, he had guessed that those who could summon him might not be confined to this part of Beland city.

Perhaps other cities, other countries, and even other continents peoples might summon him.

The fleeting prayer he heard just now was proof that he was right. There was a high probability that people from other regions could summon him.

“Perhaps, next time, I will be summoned to a country other than Nolan.”

For example, Emery in the third continent.

There wasn’t much about that country’s history, most of its ancestors were Nolan, for historical reasons they sailed boats to the third largest continent, slaughtering the indigenous people and establishing a new nation.

Nolan fought Emery, but eventually had to recognize its independence.

But as for why he only heard the prayer and not directly summoned, it was a bit hard to understand. Either the distance was a bit too far, or — listening to the prayer is a new ability he had awakened. Just like “special dreams” that extend from “calling.”

He remembered that in the dream, he heard Su Ling’s cry for help.

At the time, he also saw a clear red branding image, thinking of this, he subconsciously turned his head and looked into Su Ling’s abdomen in bed.

Now she was completely defenseless. As long as he wanted, he could pull open the clothes to see if there was really a red brand …… No, doing so is really too ungentlemanly.

No, he shook his head repeatedly, and turned sideways and concentrated on other things, and occasionally glanced at Su Ling’s side to make sure she was alright, likewise he waited and waited until morning came, but Su Ling never recovered.

She was still lying on the bed, like a living delicate doll, extremely beautiful, without emotion, and has a different temperament compared to the normal state.

Seeing this, he was increasingly distressed, and did not know how to bring her back.

“Su Ling.”

He called out again, trying to wake her up.

Sure enough, she reacted. It’s just she turned her head to look at his position on the bed, but not at all awakening from her disoriented state.

Tina had just woken up on the other side of the bed, and she didn’t sleep well that night.

Waking up, she first looked at Su Ling, “She doesn’t look in a very good state.” and whispered to Shen Yi.

“She really looks like a doll”, Tina muttered to herself.

Is it a puppet… out of curiosity, Shen Yi thought for a while and said tentatively: “Stand up.”

The ignorant Su Ling really stood up from the bed calmly, still staring blankly at the wall in front of her.

Tina was slightly taken aback, and whispered, “Is she your assistant, or your envoy or puppet?”

“You’re thinking too much.” He said while shaking his head, suddenly his eyes lit up, and felt with this method the probability of waking her up was very high.

He stretched his palms and let the white flames.

Tina had no reaction, still sitting in the bed blankly looking at Su Ling on the side. Ordinary people couldn’t detect it, especially someone like her with extremely low inspiration.

As for people with high inspiration, it would have strong stimulus, and Su Ling was quite violent every time.

This time was no exception.

Su Ling, whose eyes were originally godless, appeared to react, and her body trembled.

“Woo!”

She cried out suddenly, her eyes regained her brilliance, but it also stimulated her body to shed a lot of sweat.

Su Ling looked around in astonishment and asked, “What happened to me just now?”

Then it dawned on her what she saw last night in her dream, and her expression was in a trance again.

“Your task has been completed.”

Just as he finished speaking, he found Su Ling looking at him with an incredulous, extremely fearful and shocked look.

Although he was not sure what was going on, he gently nodded his head and returned the smile.

Su Ling’s heart has set off a stormy wave!

The man in front of her actually summoned the “Quiet Singer” in dream.

God of the world!

But didn’t he destroy the power of the Quiet Word in Beland? Where exactly does he stand? To be able to explode a different aura of the exterritorial god, and to call the Quiet Singer, what kind of existence was this man?

She recalled all the things in the dream again, her strength in the face of the so-called “pseudo-god”, completely not worth mentioning.

But the man easily solved the “pseudo-god” by using the hands of the Quiet Singer.

Is this the highest level of battle?

Wait a minute, could it be that he didn’t enter the dream himself because he had calculated this step and knew that the Quiet Singer would strike?

Su Ling took a deep breath, and tremblingly looked at the smiling man on the chair.

He just sat in a chair and looked at her gently, but she felt like a giant looking down at everything, looking at a worm crawling at his feet.

If he felt a little bored, then he would trample her to death.

“Su Ling, are you okay?” Shen Yi asked softly with a smile.

Su Ling took a deep breath to stay calm and nodded, “I’m fine, what needs to be done has been done for you, can I leave now?”

“No, not yet.”

Su Ling trembled all over as if struck by lightning, and her hand was already on the handle of the sword.

But she quickly realized that she was overreacting and that there was no need for the other person to do anything harmful to his helper.

Probably…well, she subconsciously wanted to touch the brand on her abdomen.

“I want to give you a reward.”

A reward?