Description: The Demon: Imp Summoning Ritual passed down from the occult school. Players can learn the Demon: Imp Summoning Ritual through this parchment.
Additional instructions: Players can also use the parchment scroll to set up a magic circle. In this state, the player needs to meet the elementary alchemy LV: 3 and the elementary occult LV: 3 (each time the parchment is used to directly summon or learn skills)
Reduce the use of parchment rolls).
Special note: This skill is only effective in some special worlds, and the success rate of using this skill in other worlds will be greatly reduced.
Fang Heng looked at the instructions on the parchment and then looked up at Yu Jiayuan.
"Summon? Demon Imp?"
"Yes, you don't need to worry about the rest. Just complete the ritual and summon the imp. Leave the rest to me."
"Fine."
Fang Heng grabbed the parchment scroll to activate his spiritual power.
"Swift!"
The parchment roll was instantly covered with dark blue flames.
The parchment burned quickly and quickly turned into ashes before their eyes.
The dense flow of knowledge and information subsequently flowed into Fang Heng's sea of consciousness.
[Tip: The Imp Summoning Ceremony (Parchment Scroll) has been consumed three times and was destroyed].
[Tip: Players obtain a special summoning ritual - Demon: Imp Summoning Ritual].
Fang Heng closed his eyes and sensed the flow of information in his mind, raised his head and asked, "Are all the casting materials ready?"
"Um."
"Then get ready to start."
Fang Heng walked to an open space and made a rough estimate in his mind.
"No problem, right here."
As he spoke, Fang Heng squatted down and drew two circles, one large and one small, on the ground.
"The ritual requires the blood of the caster."
"I come."
Yu Jiayuan was well prepared, stepped forward and slit her wrist.
Blood continued to drip into the sacrificial bottle prepared in advance.
Fang Heng dipped his pen in blood and drew the pattern of the alchemical magic array on the ground.
Since the painting material is mixed with blood, the entire magic circle adds a bit of strange light.
"The call to connect to hell is one of the taboos in this world. Stepping into the taboo will cause the spirit to be polluted. When the pollution reaches a certain level, it will become corrupted or directly fall into madness."
“For those of us who are already polluted, triggering taboos accelerates the rate of pollution in our sea of consciousness.”
Yu Jiayuan has obviously felt that the pollution in the sea of her consciousness is spreading.
A fight to the death!
In order to catch up, she allowed three full days for the contamination to spread.
"We are about to summon imps from hell. It has been recorded in occult books that demon imps are creatures from the bottom of hell. They are born with chaotic attributes. They will lure people to commit crimes and represent the power of evil."
"Someone once summoned an imp and signed a contract with the imp, using the imp to get rid of pollution and avoid becoming a fallen person."
"Of course, we also need to pay some price for this."
Yu Jiayuan slowly said, "No matter how high the price is, it is always better than becoming a degenerate directly."
Last ditch effort!
Fang Heng did not speak, but listened quietly, concentrating on setting up the magic circle ceremony.
As the last step was completed to construct the alchemical magic circle, the entire magic circle was moving rapidly.
Fang Heng quickly stood up and took a few steps back.
"Kakaka..."
Red space cracks appeared in the space above the hovering magic array.
The cracks spread slowly.
Yu Jiayuan stared at the cracks closely, praying in her heart.
Success! Must succeed!
…
At the same time, outside the abandoned building.
Team 7 of the investigation team gathered together the entire abandoned building.
"Sir, they have been in for ten minutes. It is confirmed that the suspects Fang Heng and Yu Jiayuan are currently in the abandoned building. Follow-up support will arrive within five minutes."
"Okay, don't act rashly until support arrives. The enemy's strength is unknown and extremely dangerous. Pay attention to sealing off the surrounding areas. Absolutely..."
Just as he was talking, Shan Fu's expression changed and he turned to look in the direction of the building.
Dark red light overflowed from the third floor of the abandoned building!
Not good!
The power of space fluctuations...
Damn it!
It's a ritual!
The ritual that connects to hell!
They hit a taboo!
All members of the action team looked at the third floor of the abandoned building, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Those who dare to touch taboos are undoubtedly the most dangerous!
Ruan Ziying stared at the building in front of her and clenched her fists unconsciously.
Fang Heng.
What on earth is he doing?
Did you say you were just here to learn about nature? Why did you even start a forbidden ritual?
How dare he?
Shan Fucai looked at the dark red in the distance and suddenly screamed in his heart.
Oh no.
Thinking of the incident where the Children of Albula had just been robbed, an extremely terrifying thought came to his mind.
Do they want to hold a sacrificial ceremony?
The ritual required the sacrifice of ancient artifacts, so they went to the occult training base to seize the Children of Albra.
A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Shan Fucai's forehead.
Those two lunatics!
What exactly do they want to do!
What kind of high-level ritual requires the sacrifice of ancient rare objects?
No! We can’t wait any longer! We must stop them!
Shan Fucai waved his hand suddenly.
"Act now! Pay attention to self-protection and prevent them from holding the ceremony!"
Ruan Ziying took a step forward and was about to follow her when Shan Fu reached out to stop her, "Wait! You stay here!"
…
The third floor of an abandoned building.
"laugh!
"
Above the hovering magic circle, a big red-headed creature squeezed out of the crack in the void.
Devil imp!
Its huge head occupies most of its body, and its body shape looks a bit like a newborn human baby. There are dark red wings behind it, a short horn on its forehead, a long tail on its back, and its limbs are extremely slender.
The devil imp was suspended in mid-air, grinning, revealing sharp fangs, and a red iron shackle was tied to his ankle.
If you look carefully, you can see that the other end of the iron cable is connected to a red void crack.
"Quack, quack, human! Why summon the great Michelle!"
Fang Heng raised his head and observed the devil in front of him, then looked at Yu Jiayuan beside him, signaling for you to take the lead.
Seeing that the summoning was successful, Yu Jiayuan's eyes flashed with excitement. She stepped forward and stood in front of Fang Heng and said: "Great Lord Michel, our spirits have been polluted. We want to remove the pollution. To this end, we are willing to
Pay a hundred pure souls as the price."
"Oh!"
When the devil kid heard the pure soul, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"No! Stupid mortals, do you think that a hundred copies of a pure soul can make Master Michelle do things for you? No! A thousand copies! I want a thousand copies of a pure soul!"