How To Summon Ben Drowned の小説・ストーリー

began its first recruitment drive, the Monolith in the deep ocean let out a final, chilling pulse. It wasn't a countdown. It was a Name. "The Harbinger has entered the Rift-Stream. Coordinate: 00-Zero. Target: The Seed."

Panic tightened its grip, and her body began to surrender to fatigue. Her eyes fluttered closed, her limbs falling slack as she drifted downward. Blonde hair fanned out like golden seaweed in the murky water, and her body sank closer to the dark secrets hidden below—a bed of decay, where lifeless forms lay scattered. The greenish tint of the underwater graveyard concealed countless sins of the Cross empire, secrets buried in silence. Then, a splash. Dallion Cross dived into the icy water, cutting through it with precision and urgency. His sharp eyes found her descending form, limp and fading. Powerful strokes brought him to her side, his arm looping around her waist as he propelled them both

"We have three hours to turn that control tower into our forward outpost. If the Cross Syndicate wants a clean-up operation, we'll give them an absolute graveyard." ​Ten minutes later, the heavy iron launch gate deep in the bunker’s sub-level groaned open. ​The reinforced steel maintenance boat dropped into the churning, black water of the flooded drainage shaft with a heavy, echoing splash. Vivian sat at the helm, her hands locking over the throttle as the twin-diesel engine roared to life with a deep, subterranean rumble that vibrated through the hull. Julian sat in the bow, his rifle resting across his knee, his eyes fixed on the narrow, dark tunnel that led upward toward the surface sea.

Benjamin The cold had already seeped deep into Benjamin’s bones. Every breath burned his lungs as he pushed through the freezing water, his muscles trembling from exhaustion. The current dragged at his legs, threatening to pull him under again, but he forced himself forward. “Mendoza!” he shouted hoarsely. His voice echoed weakly over the rushing water. For a moment, there was nothing. Then Benjamin saw him. A dark shape drifted several meters ahead, barely visible against the rippling surface. His heart lurched violently.

Understanding his giant worry, my mouth says, “Take down my shell number on your parchment right now, and call my ears if there is any big issue with his wolf. My body has to deal with this emergency; it is super urgent!” My mouth quickly gives him the digits. My spirit has a very good impression of Benjamin, who has always been polite and respectful to my rogue skin. With a sudden thought, my lips add, “My fingers will send your shell-phone a special recipe for an herbal sedative later. If his wolf wakes up angry and your paws cannot manage the chaos, give the liquid to his mouth. It should help his beast sleep.” “Thank your spirit so much!” Benjamin says gratefully, saving the number fast

He was already sweating profusely. Derrick speared him a glance before turning to ES01. "Wake Ben up." He ordered. The guy collected Ben from HD who signed in relief and laid him on the floor. ES01 brought out a syringe and was about to plug it into Ben's arm when ES03 suddenly stopped him. "He will slow us down." " If we need to swim, he needs to be awake for it." " But we are still far out and not in the clear yet. These people might show up any time. We need to keep moving. We need to be fast." He insisted.

Small weapons and magic potions, that they have but at least it made the vampires slow down, while my warriors took them down swiftly. I killed the approchings ones to reach Benjamin, as he started the ceremony again. He was chanting the phrases from a book. I need to take him down before he turns my mate into a vampire. “I won’t let that happen.” I roared loudly and jumped but Benjamin created a shield which repelled me and I was thrown across the hall.

Anything Stephan was going to say was cut short as Allan sprinted into the air. "Blessing of the wind." The door slices into two equal half. Allan's eyes widen as he sees Betty atop a stone altar. Elves and Summoned one chanting Magical words into a skull dagger with red eyes on it. Summoned one walks in front of Betty holding the dagger above his head and he said. "Oh great dark and vicious, strengthen and nourishing thy powers. Hear my command and release the powers of the commanding vondor." He thrust the dagger into the air. "What the hell are you doing." Summmoneeer.

I yell, but he’d already gone off the cliff, heading into the water. My heart skips a beat. I rush to the edge. Relief washes over me when I see his small head resurface from underwater—no blood, his head isn’t hanging open. Good. “C’mon,” he urges me. I took a step back, shaking my head. “Hmn hmn.” Leo goes next and then Georgia. The tour guide tells me there’s a stone step I could take, but Ben refuses. “No, baby. Jump. I’m right here, your head isn’t going to explode like a watermelon, I promise.”

I said, grimacing at myself. "You don't have to worry about that. There are two major ways to summon a ghost. You can go to the place where he or she was buried. Since Ivagon died decades ago in the fae kingdom, I'm sure trying to find his grave will waste a lot of time. So, that's out of the question. The other way is by using something that belonged to the person in question" Veronica explained as she led us into her basement. There were candles of different sizes and colors there. The basement had an eerie feeling to it. I wrapped my arms around myself, a shudder running through me unconsciously. Theo placed a hand on my shoulder, assuring me that everything would be fine.