My Summons Are All Gods

Jerry swept his eyes over his loyal subordinates. He was too lazy to explain what he was thinking. He also didn't know to what extent these subordinates could think of.

Jerry knew that these subordinates were very loyal. Even if their thoughts were different from his, they would carry it out without reservation.

Therefore, he could simply give orders that couldn't be disobeyed without any explanation for his subordinates to work hard on it.

However, Jerry usually did not like to do this. He liked to share his thoughts and make others be convinced from the bottom of their hearts.

If it were any other time, he would have explained to everyone the reason why they could not split up. However, the current situation was so urgent that Jerry could not care less.

Jerry's divine sense could not sense Ares's existence. There were too many disturbances in the surroundings. There were simply too many tier three god-kings in the black fog.

Firstly, there was an option of the possibility of Ares falling into the swamp.

However, there were no energy bodies in the swamp at the moment. Even if there were, they were too deep. Those were mud monkeys that had yet to come ashore.

Within the area of the black forest Island, there were no isolated energy bodies.

In other words, there was a high possibility that Ares was in the black fog.

However, the black fog was not so easy to enter. It was a battlefield with a complicated situation.

Jerry smiled bitterly. He had thought about too many things in a short period of time. The days of deep thinking and carefully deciding on tactics were already far away.

The Sky Dynasty in the past was too powerful. It was so powerful that it was able to sweep through all enemies. The world had even forgotten that Jerry also had very powerful wisdom.

"Sword of Victory."

Jerry called out the name of the Sword of victory.

Along with a pleasant sound of friction, the Sword of Victory unsheathed itself and hung in the air.

"Go take a walk in the black fog and find a person named Ares. If there are other people around him, kill him without mercy."

Jerry gave such an order, but the Sword of Victory froze in the air and did not enter the black fog.

Either the Sword of Victory was afraid of what was in the black fog, or it could not understand such a complicated order.

"How about this."

Jerry held the Sword of Victory and shook it up and down.

"This is a nod, which means that you understand. No problem."

Then Jerry shook the sword left and right. "This is a shake of the head, which means that you don't understand."

"Do you understand?"

The Sword of victory was stunned for a while. Obviously, for such a weapon that was used for killing, it would take some effort to understand such an order.

After a while, the Sword of Victory swayed up and down in the air, which meant it understood the order.

"Then go. Remember, the one who wears muscle armor and a red feathered helmet on his head is Ares."

Before the Sword of Victory left, Jerry did not forget to remind him of this.

Then, the Sword of Victory disappeared into the black fog.

After all, the biggest threat to the trial-takers in the swamp was the ubiquitous poison.

There was some poisonous fog in the air. The monsters living in the swamp were even more terrifying. Just a small wound could cause fatal damage to the trial-takers.

But to the Sword of Victory made of steel, poison had no effect.

As long as the Sword of Victory was not surrounded by groups of monsters in the black fog, it would not be damaged.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.

"I just took a nap. Where did His Majesty get such a sword?"

"It can fly?"

"Why can it move on its own? Isn't this too amazing?"

The sounds of confusion and shock were incessant, but Jerry was now staring at the black fog, too lazy to explain the whole story.

Apollo was also shocked. Although he was the god of the Sun, this scene still dazzled him. First, the sword moved on its own, and then it actually understood His Majesty's words!

Such a spiritual weapon, even in the hands of a god, was a rare thing!

After a while, a shadow emerged from the black fog. The Sword of Victory had returned.

"Did you find anything?"

Jerry asked softly.

The Sword of Victory stood up and swayed left and right for a while. This was what its master had just taught it. It swayed left and right as a sign of denial.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work."

Jerry said casually.

Then, Jerry had an inspiration and thought of a good idea.

Jerry pulled out the Sky Sword and began to draw on the ground.

Everyone gathered around to see what His Majesty was going to do.

Apollo looked carefully. His Majesty was obviously drawing a painting.

When he was halfway through the painting, Apollo recognized that His Majesty was drawing Ares and his spear.

After Jerry finished drawing, he said, "Go and look again. This time, try to find this spear."

This time, the Sword of Victory swayed up and down rapidly.

As the saying went, the sword was the monarch of weapons, while the spear was the king of weapons. It might be difficult for a sword to recognize someone, but it was much easier for a sword to recognize a spear that was also a weapon.

This time, the Sword of Victory quickly returned from the black fog, flying very fast.

The Sword of Victory circled around Jerry, as if it was saying something, and kept buzzing.

"It should have found something, but the way it communicates with the Sword of Victory is still too low-level."

Jerry thought to himself that he must teach the Sword of Victory how to write and read some other day.

That way, the current situation would not have occurred. The Sword of Victory obviously had a lot to say, but it could only make a sound.

Jerry thought for a moment. This time, the Sword of Victory must have found the spear, which was why it was so excited.

Jerry thought for a moment, but he didn't know location which the Sword of Victory had indicated.

It was impossible to follow the Sword of Victory into the black fog.

After all, it was very difficult for people to enter the black fog, which was not dangerous to the Sword of Victory.

Those monsters might not be interested in a piece of high-speed flying metal object, but they would be willing to bite a person who was still alive and bleeding.

Thus, Jerry said to the Sword of Victory, "Do you want to know how much weight you can bear?"

The Sword of Victory did not understand what Jerry meant and stood rooted to the ground.

The next second, Jerry flipped over and stood on the sword.

This time, the Sword of Victory understood what its master meant.

He wanted to ride on the sword!

"What the f*ck?"

"Oh my God, Your Majesty, What are you doing?"

"Oh my God, is this how a sword is used?"

This scene stunned everyone. They did not understand the meaning of the scene in front of them.

A sword that could fly on its own was already a fantasy.

Now, His Majesty actually used a sword as a mount!