# 176
Chapter 176 – War Mummy
Lin Qiye drew a deep breath. Following the summoning lore in his mind, he fed his mental energy into every node of the magic array. The huge formation on the ground began to glow.
A subtle spatial ripple spread outward. Lin Qiye felt his soul tugged by some mysterious guide, slipping free of his body and drifting into the void…
In a trance he seemed to stand in the depths of the cosmos. Overhead hung glittering stars—some blazing like suns, others dim and dying—scattered across the sky.
He knew his soul was now traveling beyond the many planes, and every one of those bright or dark points was a distinct world.
The sensation was wondrous, as though he had stepped beyond the mortal world and glimpsed its true essence… He began to understand why Merlin pursued the “real world” so stubbornly. Anyone who saw such grandeur would feel tiny and humbled.
He tried to send a thought into the nearest star. It blazed brilliantly—even among the countless planes it ranked among the most radiant.
A high-order plane teeming with high-tier summons!
Perhaps the offering was insufficient, or his own realm too low; the moment his mind brushed the star it was flung back. Yet in that instant he sensed the mightiest creatures within.
A nine-tailed red fox, an eight-tailed giant octopus, a two-tailed blue cat-monster, a three-tailed armored turtle…
Sadly, he couldn’t enter such a plane yet; even if he could, his soul wasn’t strong enough to contract those beings.
Lin Qiye shook his head wistfully. Curiosity prodded him to probe another bright star. He knew entry was impossible, but he wanted to see what high-tier summons looked like.
A frost dragon the size of a mountain, a cryptic lich, hill giants crouched in wastelands, a blue panda wreathed in lightning…
Again his consciousness was hurled back, his mind still reeling. That frost dragon alone exuded pressure at least at the “Infinity” realm; a single breath could raze half a city.
So this was a high-tier summon—outrageously powerful!
He vowed that once his cultivation was sufficient he would call that dragon. The thought of riding it across dark skies, over mountains and seas, set his heart pounding.
For now, he needed something within his level.
His gaze shifted to a dimmer—though still decent—star beside the first. He reached out.
This time he wasn’t rejected; the Rubik’s Cube corpse he had sacrificed was enough to grant entry.
A post-apocalyptic wasteland plane: ferocious, grotesque mutants preyed on one another; few humans survived. A paradise solely for aberrant beasts.
His soul drifted through it, following faint power ripples across endless ruins until he hovered above a desert.
Below, a mummy shuffled across the sand. It stiffly lifted its head, empty sockets seeming to stare straight at him.
The creature was small—only chest-high on Lin Qiye, skinny, looking as if an ordinary person could knock it over with one punch.
Lin Qiye frowned, puzzled.
With his “Extreme Affinity for Summoning Magic,” every creature he attracted should be top-tier for its plane—at worst the strongest mutant here.
Yet this little mummy looked anything but combat-ready.
Could it possess enormous hidden potential?
After a moment’s hesitation he chose to trust his talent and contract the small mummy.
He had sacrificed only a “River” realm corpse, and his soul had wandered long between planes; it was growing unstable. If he abandoned this one he might not find another in time.
He sketched a tiny array in the air between them—the contract circle. Imprint it on the mummy’s heart and it would become his summon.
The mummy stepped back, wary, but Lin Qiye’s “Summon Affinity” aura kept it from fleeing. It studied him curiously.
“Become my summon,” Lin Qiye said calmly, meeting those empty sockets. “In return, I’ll make you king of this world.”
The mummy seemed to understand. It lowered its head as if thinking, then edged closer and, with a bandaged finger, gently tapped the floating array.
Brilliant light swallowed them both…
……
Training-camp warehouse.
The glow of the huge formation faded. The scattered cube fragments in the center turned to ash and vanished.
Lin Qiye, cross-legged beside the array, opened his eyes, delighted.
His first dimensional summons had succeeded!
He could feel a soul in a distant plane now linked to his; he could call it anytime.
He stood, bit his fingertip again, and pressed the air.
A deep-blue array blossomed overhead, lines and glyphs slowly rotating, opening onto another world. From it stepped a small, bandage-wrapped figure.
As the light dimmed, the mummy looked around, then up at Lin Qiye.
Through the soul-link Lin Qiye sensed all its data and muttered:
“War Mummy, from the mutant-wasteland world. Ability is… huh?!”
He froze, staring as the little mummy scurried to a corner of the warehouse.
There it gleefully hoisted an AK-47, opened the bandaged mouth wide, and swallowed the rifle—longer than itself—whole!