Chapter 1

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a poor room, which he had never seen even in ancient costume dramas.

He wanted to get up, but found he couldn't move for a moment. He felt the condition of his body and found that his body seemed to be seriously injured. He frowned slightly and a cold feeling flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't feel panic. He has been living alone. As long as he recovers his ability to act and meets any emergencies, he is at least confident of self-protection.

He sat up slowly and accepted the sudden memory in his mind without expression, which did not belong to him.

Andy, it's the name of this body. It can be seen from his injury that he was dead when he received the body.

From the memory of this body, the man's 16 years of life can be said to be a tragedy.

His biological father was unknown and his mother was ill, but he still pulled his equally weak son to grow up. One can imagine the hardships.

Moreover, the world we live in now is not any dynasty recorded in history, nor is it a parallel time and space.

But a world that mainly focuses on cultivating magic and war Qi, a world that respects the strong and focuses on strength.

The original master, who is weak and has no cultivation qualification, can imagine the end.

It can be said that he was bullied by his peers from an early age.

Who makes him physically ill, who makes him have no father, and who makes his family have only a mother who is equally ill.

People in this world are either soldiers practicing war Qi or magicians practicing magic.

The number of magicians is relatively small compared with soldiers, but they are usually stronger in the same level.

Of course, there is a more scarce and powerful monk, that is, the summoner.

Summoner is a mysterious profession that no one knows in this continent. Countless people yearn for it and break their hearts.

Summoners can not only use their corresponding magic like magicians. Moreover, you can also rely on your spiritual power to communicate with Warcraft, sign contracts with them, and call them to fight in battle.

So the power of the summoner is obvious to all. If you compete with the summoner, you will not only face an opponent of the same level, but also his summoner, and there will not be only one.

Summoners are usually Warcraft. Warcraft, it can be said, is all magic. Growing up together, it is equivalent to the best combination of magicians and soldiers in human beings. Therefore, compared with humans, Warcraft will be stronger.

Warcraft, the most terrible and powerful existence in this continent, is mysterious, powerful and ferocious. In the depths of the Warcraft ridge, we don't know how many creatures that human beings can't understand are dormant, but from the known types of Warcraft, it's enough to shock.

If a warrior or magician does not have strong strength, he will never dare to be one-on-one with a Warcraft, but unlike the summoner, their mysterious power can make the Warcraft for his own use. The Warcraft that others dare not touch is as clever as a pet in the hands of the summoner, and even has the same heart, which will make many people red eyes!

All forces are crazy. They hope that summoners can appear in their own forces. Once they have summoners, they represent powerful Warcraft and mysterious existence!

If the summoner can continue to grow, his power will be invincible and trample on other enemies forever!

After all, the number of summoners summoning Warcraft will become stronger with their own strength, and the more summoned, the stronger.

Therefore, the further back, the greater the gap between the summoner and others, and the more there is no contrast.

But the Summoner's strange, after countless forces and years of research, there is still no different discovery. No one knows how they connect with Warcraft and how to summon Warcraft.

Even the summoner himself is not clear. In their view, calling Warcraft is like instinct.

Every child will be given the expectation of the summoner at birth. Although the results are mostly the same, everyone is still keen on it and looking forward to it.

Knowing the general situation of the world and the countless scenes of being bullied in his memory made his heart seem to be blocked.

The bottom of his body was unwilling and resentful. He knew that these emotions were left by the boy named Andy. He died with regret.

He frowned, touched his heart with his small hand and whispered, "don't worry, I'll avenge you. I'll take good care of your mother!"

With that, something hanging in his heart seemed to be put down.

This may be obsession. It won't disappear even if you die.

Feel the relaxation of the body, smile, obsession is a terrible thing, once owned, entangled is a lifetime.

Obsession is also a good thing. It can constantly urge you forward.

He, who is now Andy, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and a cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. It seems that his future days will not be too boring.

Just then, a woman pushed the door and came in. Andy looked at the woman and recognized her. She was the mother of the body.

The woman's face is pale and sick. She knows that she is overworked at ordinary times. At the moment, she is full of sadness.

The woman's eyes looked at the bed. Andy suddenly saw a sad and happy face. Those red eyes were full of blood. There was a trace of ecstasy on the pale but still exquisite facial features. Looking at Andy sitting, he couldn't say anything for a moment.

Suddenly, the woman's body rushed over quickly and rushed to Andy's bed. Her trembling hand slowly touched Andy's face and whispered: "Xiaodi is awake, Xiaodi is awake..."

She still can't believe what she sees. She's afraid it's just illusory.

"Xiao Di, how are you? Are you feeling sick?" After a long time, she finally recovered. The woman's face was happy, and then she held him tightly. The strong worry made Andy stiff, but she was reluctant to let go.

This feeling is very strange, but it is very reassuring. Andy suddenly finds that he is greedy for this strange feeling!

Andy leaned against the woman's arms and had a nice faint aroma. It was very comfortable.

Originally dominated everything, Andy wriggled his lips and seemed to break some restrictions. His hoarse voice sounded, "mother... Kiss..."

Feeling the woman's trembling body, Andy can't help but sour his nose, his eyes are slightly moist, and his family affection is constantly rippling in his heart. In front of him is his future relatives, his beloved mother in this life!