The name of the spell that Heath is going to cast is called [The Ritual of the End of Disaster]. Its main function is to remove negative energy particles, eliminate plague, cholera, disasters, etc. It is a compound spell, and it is a formal level spell.
, witchcraft in the true sense!
This level of spells is absolutely incapable of being completed by Heath's mere mediocre apprentice. The reason why it can be cast here mainly depends on the two special witchcraft tools and special casting materials.
...
"Crash!" The crisp sound of running water sounded.
The long staff was inserted into the pool and stirred slowly. Along with the flowing ripples, Heath sang the poetic incantation loudly:
"The ancient wind licked the wounds of the river bed...Hungry people were everywhere, the earth was gray...Despair was imprinted on the numb face."
"The lonely man stands in the wind, praying and wandering..."
The calm pool water suddenly lit up with a glowing light, and a large single-ring six-pointed star magic circle emerged from the pool. This is a unique phenomenon when casting official-level spells——
Array display.
When some large formal-level spells are cast, a magic circle will appear in the area where the wizard's spells are located, which is one of the concrete manifestations of elemental energy.
It is worth mentioning that the magic circle is rich in information about the spells cast by wizards, such as magic rings, runes, zodiac signs, etc. An experienced wizard can guess what level and even the level of the other party's magic circle is used by the other party.
What type of spell.
"La! La! La!"
The splashing water turned into small elemental figures in the air. They held hands and formed a circle around Heath, like naughty children playing games at a bonfire dinner, singing along with Heath's mantra.
Sing together:
"Hungry people are everywhere, the earth is gray..."
"Lonely people pray and wander..."
Weird spells, strange costumes, these things are particularly eye-catching in the first place, plus the huge magic circle at this moment and the strange little man jumping out of the water... It can be imagined that this scene is for those who have never been exposed to magic.
What an impact these ordinary people will have!
Since the beginning of Heath's magic, the people on the shore stayed in place as if struck by lightning. They stared at Heath in the water without blinking, as if his every movement, language, expression and even voice had an infinite meaning.
Endless attraction.
If people's attitude towards magic was just curiosity and suspicion before, now after witnessing this supernatural power with their own eyes, everyone really began to develop awe of magic in their hearts.
Soon, the ceremony ended, the incantations stopped, and everything seemed to return to normal.
There was only a faint milky white glow in the water, witnessing the extraordinary things that happened here not long ago.
‘Huh!~’
'It's really not easy...'
The magic and mental power required for formal-level spells are not at the same level as apprentice-level spells. Although it mainly relies on the power of witch tools, Heath himself only acts as a 'conductor' to guide the power in the witch tools.
But it still made him feel mentally tired.
Simply...
The effect looks pretty good...
Heath glanced past the stunned people on the river embankment, and the shock in their contracted pupils was clearly visible. It seems that today's scene must have left an indelible impression on their souls.
‘It’s worth all my hard work to perform a great dance!’
There are countless ways for wizards to treat plagues. Using a formal spell like [The Ritual of the End of Disaster] is actually a bit overkill. The reason why the Glory of the Sea of Trees chose it was mainly because of its popularity.
vast.
Only when the people see the power of magic will they feel awe in their hearts, and with awe, they will begin to believe.
"Cough!" Heath coughed lightly, breaking the silence.
The crowd suddenly woke up.
Campbell hurriedly walked forward: "Your Majesty the Wizard, this..."
He turned his head and glanced at the people behind him, wondering: "Is Your Excellency's magic over?"
The previous supernatural phenomena are indeed shocking, but...it seems that there is no improvement in the plague on people?
The people were also puzzled.
"Is this...is this good?"
"But...but my father still hasn't woken up..."
"I'm still having a fever..."
Heath lifted up his mask and said, "Yes, my magic is over."
Immediately, he pointed to the water in the pool and explained: "I have given this water the power of magic. Anyone who drinks it can eliminate the plague on their bodies."
Everyone was doubtful: this line looked very much like the witch doctors they usually come into contact with...
Heath didn't explain, he just said: "Let's find someone to try."
Everyone looked around hesitantly, but hesitantly.
After all, magic is so unfamiliar to people, and the only way to understand them is through legends and stories. Can this magic really cure the plague? Are there any side effects? And even whether the wizard himself is righteous or evil? These are all questions.
Heath frowned slightly.
What the hell are these civilians doing? Weren’t you the ones who begged me to save people before? You were a little too cautious, weren’t you? I was so busy that I almost had to work as an adult for so long, but you are still here to give me doubts
Do you doubt this or that? I’m really... so angry!
"Witch...Master Wizard, can this water...can this water really cure my mother?" At this moment, a weak voice sounded, and a little girl about five or six years old squeezed through the crowd and came to the front, gliding straight to the front.
Looking at Heath with big eyes.
Heath stretched out his hand and rubbed the girl's pink face, showing a friendly smile: "My child, what is your name?"
"Ai... Ariel, sir."
Heath nodded: "Okay Ariel, you are a good child. The elves of the elements just told me that good children cannot grow up without their relatives. They will do their best to help me cure you."
Mother’s illness.”
Ariel's eyes widened: "Sir... are you telling the truth?"
Heath turned his head and said to Nicole: "Nicole, go get a glass of water from the pool."
Nicole quickly brought a glass of water.
Heath said to the girl: "Ariel, where is your mother?"
The girl's dim pupils suddenly brightened up, and she quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "It's right there, I...I'll take you there, sir."
In the spotlight of everyone, Heath followed the girl to his mother's side.
This is a woman in her twenties, with delicate features and simple clothes. Her slightly rough hands bear witness to her daily hard work. Judging from the handmade skirt on the girl's body, it is obvious that she has devoted all her love to her child.
.
A mother who loves her children deeply.
It's a pity that this mother has fallen into a coma at this time. Her pale face, lips, and red rashes all over her body all illustrate her poor state at the moment, and her death may happen at any time.
Heath said: "Give the water to your mother to drink."
The girl nodded, wiped away the tears caused by heartache again, and then took the oak cup handed over by Nicole. The cup was a bit big, and it was a bit difficult for a five or six-year-old girl to hold it firmly, but the little girl was very careful.
Didn't let it spill a drop of water.
Drink the water...
The people around here focused their attention and stretched their necks to look inside.
Does magic actually work?
Are wizards really omnipotent, or are they just delusional?
The answer is close at hand!
Time passed bit by bit, and after a while...
"Well..."
A low moan sounded.
Drowsily, the lying woman opened her eyes. She looked around blankly, and then asked weakly: "Where am I?"