His family knows his own affairs, and although he is still in his prime, he can afford to be carefree.
But in ten years it will inevitably go downhill, and by then it will be too late to find a way out. So when he heard this news, he turned his attention to Jim Watts and directly found an opportunity to ask for help.
He recommended himself, demonstrated his methods, and successfully gained his trust.
In his opinion, he is an outstanding person with real talents and knowledge. As long as he can change his identity under the protection of the crown prince and use the opportunity to clear his name, it is appropriate to become a noble. After all, the royal family has no reason to refuse his surrender. With their
It is not difficult to whitewash a person in one's own territory.
The idea is very good and very practical. There is no superfluous thought.
But the problem is that the situation now seems to have turned upside down!
The summoning ritual caused by the heavy bleeding is silent, this is going to be fatal!!
He has never encountered a situation where the magic failed.
'Isn't it written in the magic book that as long as the summoning ritual is carried out according to the steps, it will almost never fail?'
Just as he recited the spell for the second time and began to think about how to fool the crown prince behind him, the magic circle began to emit a faint red light, and an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations began to permeate the hearts of all nearby creatures.
The instinctive reaction of a high-level predator.
Gene is reminding them that something extremely dangerous is coming!
The surrounding animals, whose senses are more sensitive than humans, immediately began to panic.
The sleeping beast woke up from the fear and ran out of the cave without stopping. The birds flew into the distance with their piercing chirping, leaving behind the guano that fell when they were incontinent along the way. They kept chirping even in the past.
There was no movement of the toads and insects.
"That's..."
After spending a lot of effort to calm the war horse under him, Baron Duke looked at the increasingly intense light in the magic circle in the distance and felt an unprecedented sense of fear, and the hairs on his body stood up automatically.
The war horse he is riding on has been carefully trained since he was a child. Even if he is on the battlefield and faced with a sword, he will never retreat. He can dare to fight back when faced with a lion's attack. But now he doesn't even see the opponent's face.
He had some incontinence and was unable to stand firmly, almost causing him to stumble. This was something he had never thought of.
Scattered falling sounds and exclamations continued to come from behind.
Looking back, he saw that of the two hundred cavalry he had brought, only three or five of the horses could barely stand. The other horses either refused to stand up no matter how much their owners comforted them, or ran away like crazy.
He looked like he was dragging everyone who was holding the reins away.
Ignoring the chaotic scene around him, Crown Prince Jim Watts was initially embarrassed by the movement of the horse beneath him and was almost thrown to the ground by surprise, but years of knight training made him immediately
He reacted quickly and stabilized his body without any harm.
Strictly speaking, although he did not actually fight on the battlefield with a knight's sword, and at most he executed a few prisoners with his own hands, his strength was among the top three among all the knights present.
Excellent pedigree.
For hundreds of years, the royal family only married the most powerful knights or the most beautiful and intelligent people. After dozens of generations of optimization, there was basically no example of stupidity among them.
Coupled with the best martial arts teachers and the best training resources, a strong person can be made out of a hard pile.
Under such conditions, if James Watts had not been a crown prince and had to waste a lot of time on matters such as studying literature, management, etiquette, etc., his strength would definitely be far stronger than it is now, far beyond the reach of these people.
An unimaginable situation.
Glancing at Baron Duke, who had an ugly face and was coming to report the damage caused by the riot, after Jem finished listening, he neither got angry nor showed his displeasure. Instead, he nodded calmly and pointed to the red field in the distance.
The increasingly bright magic circle asked him:
"What kind of monster do you think this could be?"
Duke, who didn't understand what his immediate boss was thinking, thought about it and said bravely: "I don't know, I have killed many monsters with my own hands, but none of them have this kind of momentum..."
"I do know a little bit. There is a similar scene recorded in the ancient secret book collected by the royal family. They call it the summoning of the abyss. It is said to be specially used to summon demons."
"Devil!" Upon hearing Crown Prince Jem's words, Duke was instantly frightened, as if he had seen a ghost.
Although the concepts of monsters and demons are often mixed together, from a more professional perspective, they represent two completely different lives. Any creature that can use magic can be called a monster, while demons are completely different...
According to the description of the church scriptures, that kind of thing is born to destroy everything. Once it appears, it will cause killing and destruction indiscriminately.
[Viciousness is their nature, cruelty is their instinct. There is no possibility of compromise or coexistence. They are the enemies of all life and the spokesperson of death and destruction. Killing is their favorite entertainment, and fear is their most cherished entertainment.
With their favorite food, they will burn everything in the world and destroy everything!]
Just thinking about the description, Duke felt shuddering. He couldn't imagine what kind of creature it was, but he understood that it must not be something friendly to humans, so a trace of hesitation flashed across his expression...
…
Looking at Duke, whose expression was constantly changing, Jem seemed to see something, shook his head and said: "Stop your thoughts, it is recorded in the royal family's secret book that once the magic circle lights up, it means that the summoning has truly begun.
, demons far away in other worlds responded to the call.
In this case, even if you kill the host of the ritual, you will not be able to interrupt it, and because of the death of the host, no one can command the demon anymore, which will make it completely out of control and cause even greater trouble."
After hearing what Crown Prince Jem said, Duke, who had secretly decided to disobey the order without hesitation and must kill Salt before the demon was summoned, suddenly felt like a deflated ball and had no choice but to give up on himself.
idea.
To be honest, if he knew that this guy Salt's so-called summoning of powerful monsters from another world to make a comeback in one fell swoop was relying on things like demons, Jem Watts would never get involved in this kind of thing, because creatures like demons are really useless.
Reliable, the possibility of losing control is too high.
However, he was not too nervous, because he knew that the arrival of the demon was temporary, and Salt's ability alone could not permanently summon the demon, nor could he summon any demon that was too powerful.
The triggers of several demonic disasters in history were all super strong men, the kind of strong men who could single-handedly destroy kingdoms. As far as he knew, a strong man of that level had not been born for more than three hundred years, and the summons
The sacrifices needed to become a powerful demon are far more than just a few dozen prisoners, so Salt's ability alone is not enough to cause a catastrophe.
From the perspective of Jim who knows these things.
Although the current situation is not great, it is somewhat unexpected!
But there is no need to appear panicked. After all, a temporary demon can be considered a good thug as long as it is not out of control.
And he soon regretted his idea. He really underestimated, or maybe he overestimated Salt...
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Salt, who was reciting the incantation for the second time, felt as if he had been given a shot of blood when he saw the magic circle reacting, and he recited it even more energetically.
When the cultists on the side witnessed this 'miracle' with their own eyes, each one was more excited than the other, and they chanted even more diligently than Salt!
As if hearing their anxiety, excitement, and anticipation, a ball of flame suddenly flashed out of the magic circle!
It burned on the ground but did not burn anything. Instead, it gradually spread into a ring on the ground. When the ring was completely formed, a four-meter-high flame arch emerged on it.
Salt couldn't see what was on the other side of the arch. He could only vaguely sense that an extremely powerful being was approaching here.
The next moment, as the flames in the square shot up more than ten meters, a figure appeared outside the flame door.
The moment the other party appeared, an extremely strong smell of blood was involuntarily revealed. Compared with it, the smell emitted by the dozens of corpses in the square was like air cleaner.
Salt, Duke, Jim, and everyone else present all felt that their heartbeats had stopped for a moment. It was an overwhelming sense of crisis.
In just a moment, Salt regretted his actions. He felt that he should not have come to the Principality of Marton.
When Orshiga arrived, Salt discovered an extremely cruel thing.
That is, the monster in front of me and the summoned object recorded in the magic book are not the same category at all, and the control ability that it should have has no response.
This means that I have no ability to control the creatures in front of me...
When Orshiga opened his eyes, lowered his head and looked at him, Salter felt an unprecedented fear from the existence in front of him, from the indifferent eyes that revealed a hint of madness, and felt as if he was being held captive.
The heart of the little white rabbit that the lion was watching began to beat wildly and completely uncontrollably, and even the brain seemed to be dominated by fear and was somewhat unable to function.
Although Orshiga is not his true form now, he is just a projection incarnation and does not carry any power, but as long as he does not take action, both the momentum and the pressure are no different from his real body, which is definitely not something ordinary humans can withstand.
Ignoring the fearful little bug in front of her, Orshika first observed her surroundings.
Well, there are no magicians with tools, and no priests trying to throw holy water at themselves.
No mole!
Serious call!!!
Then he felt something was wrong and looked around with some confusion.
Except for some humans who looked like they were not good people, there were only some corpses around.
‘Where is my sacrifice???’
'It can't just be a pile of corpses on the ground, right?'
After excluding those who summoned him, Orshiga looked at the corpses and thought in confusion.
Although the sacrifice is not the main purpose, it is still a harvest. How could it be lost for no reason!
When he was summoned, he not only felt that many people, but at least thousands of humans.
It's just a few dozen corpses of strong men, but the quality of these corpses is enough to summon a [lower demon] like him?
Not even a soul of the special code?
With these things alone, at most, you can barely summon monsters that have just entered the [Little Devil] level, and they are the kind that are not very good at [Little Devil]!
But no matter how Orshika looked, she didn't see a sacrifice that fit her identity.
In confusion, he thought of a possibility, a somewhat surprising possibility!
So he looked at the magic circle at his feet, identifying the meaning of the runes sentence by sentence, and the result was exactly as he expected.