Why do you want to call me

Why do you all want to summon my charging cat?

Ji Yan travels across different worlds and obtains a god account. When believers offer sacrifices to him, they can experience the power of gods.

"Believers Call You"

"Accept the Call"

"Successful Summoning"

"Worshipers trying to end calling"

"Terminate failed"

……

"The Believers Are Dead"

"The call was forced to terminate"

Ji Yan looked at the altar with a pile of ashes with a smile on his face, and picked up the sacrificed items.

The Witch of Fire: Do you believe that a single match can burn the whole world. (Sir, would you like a match?)

Witch of Wolf: Naive, weak, pitiful, and helpless. (Don't bully me!)

Fish tank: Although there is no water in this fish tank, you have to believe that you can catch fish 100% in it. If you are lucky, maybe you can catch a mermaid? (From Angler's Ambition)

"System, change number"

"Account switch successful"

"Believers Call You"

Ji Yan shook his head, why do you all want to summon me.

"Accept the Call"

(Also known as: "Time is up, it's time to transform", "About several people summoning me at the same time", "Give me the account of the evil god at the beginning")

Chapter 1 Followers request to video chat with you

"Albert Watkinson."

Ji Yan's face was indifferent, and he whispered softly, the bright silver pen tip rustling on the white paper.

When writing halfway, the strokes are intermittent.

Ji Yan glanced at it, then threw it into the fish tank that was one person high next to the desk.

There is no water in the fish tank, but after being thrown into the fish tank, the pen swims nimbly, and upon closer inspection it turns out to be a cuttlefish the size of a palm.

The cuttlefish found a rock to hide under, its tentacles spread out, its whole body was limp, and it looked listless.

Ji Yan stretched out his left hand calmly and held it in the fish tank, and another cuttlefish appeared in his hand.

After the cuttlefish touched him, his whole body became stiff, and then turned into a silver-white pen. It took over the mission from its predecessor, and the sharp pen tip continued to rustle on the paper.

After finishing writing, Ji Yan looked down at the booklet in front of him and fell into deep thought.

I saw rows of names recorded on it, neatly arranged, counting from top to bottom, there were probably 20 people.

After closing the booklet, Ji Yan turned his head and looked out of the window, his black eyes reflecting the sun's rays.

At this time, the red sun was sinking to the west, and the sky was golden.

In the streets and alleys of the city, the crowd was bustling, and the smoke from the food shed rose and got into the not-so-spacious hut on the second floor.

Ji Yan was a little dazed by the smell of hustle and bustle.

He is not a native of this world, he was born with some remaining memory fragments, and when he was sixteen, his memory was fully awakened.

This world is vast and boundless, similar to Western civilization, with three major empires and hundreds of small countries on the continent.

Relations between the empires are not very friendly, but since the borders are not shared by each other, there are very few open conflicts.

Now we are in an era when the mysteries are gradually receding. Various forces no longer appear in the world.

Ji Yan's family belongs to the aristocratic class. As the son of a viscount, his starting point is already higher than most people in this world.

At least one is qualified to come into contact with the relatively simple mysterious training manual, and roughly refine one's own mysterious power.

It's a pity that he is not a legitimate son, and with an orthodox heir, he, the second son, should not even think about inheriting the family law books passed down from generation to generation.

This world uses the content of mysterious factors contained in the body as an approximate standard, from 0 to 1. As for the realm above 1, it is the morning star and the bright moon.

Because the training manual is a commodity, and the talent is not enough, so far the factor content has not even reached 0.1.

As the Viscount's second son, he should have access to a better training manual, but...

Thinking of this, Ji Yan let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, a year ago, the system was late, so he had hope to continue on the mysterious journey.

The system is similar to the communication tool in the previous life. When you click on it, you will see a classic chat interface. In the column of profile pictures in the upper left corner, a Q-version orange-red planet is slowly rotating in circles.

This is a novice gift package given by the system, an account of a god.

But it is a pity that there are many restrictions on its use. Only believers can experience his power for a short time by offering sacrifices to him.

Generally speaking, the things that believers sacrifice to the gods are not too bad, but the novice gift package given by the system is actually an evil god, so there are all kinds of weird sacrifices.

"Ding-dong-"

A message box popped up suddenly by the system, interrupting his daze.

"Roman Auburn Hurst started a video chat with you."

"Will you answer?"

Ok?

Ji Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped the pen on the table.

Someone has already summoned once this week, can you summon a second time in a short time?

Has something changed in the system?

With a thought, Ji Yan opened the panel, and the system remained the same without any change.

A werewolf head is constantly beating, and below it is the classic red and green button.

werewolf?Ji Yan became interested, after all, he seldom sees aliens.

"Answer."

"Please wait a moment, we are connecting..."

"The connection is successful, start launching..."

His eyes suddenly went dark, and then his body softened, and he sat down on the chair.

The chair full of classical European style automatically adjusted the back of the chair, and one leg of the chair stretched out to become a tentacle. He took a stack of quilts from the bed and gently covered Ji Yan.

……

In a gloomy and damp cave, people in black robes stood still with their heads bowed, without making a sound.

They were not far apart, facing the great altar in the center of the cave.

The altar has been damaged, but the quaint patterns and spots of blood can still be seen clearly.

Endless stalagmites burst out of the darkness, hanging upside down above the cave, like beasts in the darkness, showing their ferocious fangs.

The air was filled with a damp musty smell, but the man in black seemed to have no sense of smell, his face was full of solemnity and solemnity.

As if waiting for a certain time, a man in rich clothes took a step forward, approached the altar in awe, and whispered an ancient spell.

The rest of the men in black also scattered around the altar and sang together.

They raised their heads, revealing their true faces, male and female.

His expression became frenzied, as if he was expecting something.

……

"Located at the intersection of the sun and the bright moon"

"Let's go to the endless twilight"

"The Unknowable of Life and Death"

"Wanderer of Endless Chaos"

"Lord of Twilight with supreme power"

"I'm here"

"Dedicated to you a witch born of a werewolf"

"Please show your great power and lead the world to dusk"

"bringing the ultimate tranquility"

After chanting the incantation, Roman Arnoldhurst turned to face the group of believers. He was the initiator and leader of this sacrifice.

Roman commanded the believers: "Bring the sacrifice!"

The hoarse voice echoed in the cave like a crow.

Faithful believers immediately carried the unconscious sacrifice.

After placing the sacrifice in the center of the altar, they walked down quickly. It seemed that every second they stayed on the altar was disrespect to God.

Roman looked at the sacrifice, with a hint of excitement on his face, and believed that the Supreme Lord of the Twilight must be very satisfied with this sacrifice.

Soon he recovered his solemn expression, knelt down facing the altar, and said loudly: "Offer a sacrifice to the Supreme Lord of the Twilight."

A group of believers also prostrated and worshiped devoutly, echoing with their mouths.

"A sacrifice to the supreme lord of the evening."

Perhaps the sound awakened the victim who had been unconscious for a long time. She frowned and slowly opened her green eyes.

This is a thin girl with long thick black hair, and her eyes are pure like jewels, without any impurities.

There was a scratch on the fair face, dripping blood, the delicate body under the clothes couldn't stop trembling, the whole person was weak and helpless.

I... where is this?

Feeling the gradually icy body, the girl wept endlessly in her heart.

She didn't quite understand why Mr. Roman, who was always nice to her, would cheat her.

Besides, if grandma finds out that I'm missing, how sad will she be?

The girl thought of her grandma and was filled with worry.

But now, she didn't even know where she was, so even if she was anxious, she was helpless.

The girl cautiously looked around, but before she could take another look, a strange atmosphere began to flow on the altar, and the girl who was the sacrifice was the first to bear the brunt.

She felt extremely uncomfortable in her body, and a strange thing seemed to want to come out through her skin, but due to the strange power, she shivered while hiding in the girl's body.

Wisps of white mist scattered from the sky and gradually spread.

In the quiet white mist, a huge shadow slowly emerged.

Its majestic body is like a planet, seeming to radiate light and heat, pressing across the altar.

After everyone comes into contact with this breath, they will know it in their hearts.

He is God!

Chapter 2 Guiding believers into the evening

Yes... the Lord of the Twilight!

The supreme He has descended!

What an honor this is!

Roman was so excited that he trembled all over. He exhausted all his life's knowledge, defected from the family, and held a lost sacrifice, which actually attracted the arrival of the Lord of the Twilight.

Feeling the palpitating breath, he didn't dare to look up, so he bowed his head to the ground, with tears already glistening in his eyes.