After taking the scroll, Lucien's mood gradually calmed down and he asked curiously: "Teacher, you always said that you did a lot of ridiculous things when you were young. What kind of ridiculous things were they?"
Hearing this, Fernando's eyes widened and he roared: "Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about! Go back and analyze the 'spell trigger'! Don't think that you can advance to a high level with the ritual!"
The sudden roar startled Lucien, and he hurriedly exited the room. When the door closed to cut off the sound, Lucien shook his head in amazement and confusion: "The ridiculous things the teacher did seem to be really ridiculous!
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Five days later, there was an empty hall on the 33rd floor of the Magic Council headquarters.
On the floor of the hall, a strange magic circle like a human body was painted and carved with the blood of a banshee mixed with other precious materials. The head, left chest, palms and feet were covered with magic lines, like dancing dark red stars.
heart.
"Lie down on the magic circle." After Felipe set up the basic magic circle, he let Lucien and Storm Lord in to prevent them from secretly learning this special soul ritual "Blessing of the Banshee".
Lucien took off the Holm Crown Ring, Ice Avenger Ring, Ogre Monster Power Gloves, Immortal Throne Robe, Dodge Boots, Sun Crown Amulet, Fireweaver's Bracelet and Arcane Badge.
, magic badges, and handed them to Afris, who was watching eagerly next to him, for "keeping" - this soul ritual must not be interfered with by any magic items.
Avris temporarily acted as a coolie but didn't find it troublesome. His amber eyes looked at the ornaments in his hands, and he licked the rings, amulets, etc. with his tongue from time to time. He didn't pay attention to the progress of the ceremony at all.
Lucien, who was wearing a white shirt and slim-leg pants, slowly walked to the magic circle and lay down in a fixed position. Felipe took out six huge bone nails made from the teeth of a high-level banshee and spoke in a very bad tone.
Authentic: "Don't scream in pain."
After saying that, he picked up a bone nail engraved with complicated and strange patterns and pierced the back of Lucien's right hand hard.
This unknown material contained something so sharp that it directly pierced the body of Lucien's second-level knight and nailed it into the magic circle below.
Although he was mentally prepared, Lucien still stuck his teeth. Pain was an unavoidable reaction. Fortunately, he had experienced more painful injuries and would not scream.
Drops of blood that shimmered with the light of the silver moon overflowed, dyeing the banshee bone nails red. But soon, the color quickly faded until it disappeared. It seemed that it was completely absorbed by the bone nails and slowly injected into the lines of the magic circle.
inside.
After the bone nails were inserted into his left hand, right ankle, and left ankle, Felipe gently inserted the remaining two nails into the center of Lucien's forehead and at the heart. They entered shallowly, almost only piercing the surface of the skin, but they seemed to be connected with the road.
The magic circle behind Sean had a mysterious connection, and it remained standing like that, as if it had pierced Lucien's brain and heart.
After doing all this, Felipe took a few steps back and chanted the incantation gently, and the lines on the magic circle slowly lit up.
The incantation was gentle, like a song, and bursts of sleeping power seeped in from the bone nails and the magic circle, making Lucien's eyelids heavy and his thoughts involuntarily diverging, thinking of the "Half of the Year" he had devoted himself to analyzing over the past few days.
"Spell trigger", I remembered that I had taken the time to "improve" the structure and materials of the magic crystal lamp, and handed it over to Arthur and Florence for appraisal from the perspectives of different professionals.
"The wind from the resting place, please blow through this helpless soul, blowing never-endingly." Felipe raised his black magic wand inlaid with various gems, and used the death weapon created by the Meshket Empire to
The language of the spirit recited the incantation.
A large light white gemstone on the magic wand shone brightly, and Felipe's windbreaker fluttered like the wings of a bat, as if there were really breezes blowing with a rotten smell.
Lucien felt the breath of the wind in a daze, and waves of hypnotic sounds came with the wind, making his soul wander even more.
"Fire from the Wasteland of Bones, please warm this helpless soul and let him receive long-term protection." Felipe circled a third of the circle and recited in the language of the dead again.
For a moment, pale, invisible, illusory flames emerged from the magic circle. They did not cause any damage to Lucien's body, but they made Lucien feel waves of warmth, and his soul became purer.
Fernando, who was watching with his red eyes half-opened, seemed to see through the illusory pale flames a monster holding a scythe and wearing a black robe, and the wasteland with countless undead creatures wandering behind it.
"The coldness from the silent hell, please surround this helpless soul and let him get eternal silence." Felipe circled another third of the circle, and a silver gem lit up.
The endless cold silence enveloped Lucien's soul, making it more solid.
After doing all this, Felipe raised his left hand high and let out a silent scream.
The six bone nails filled with Lucien's blood twisted like snakes, and illusory shadows rose up.
This is a beautiful but twisted female phantom. Their upper bodies are white and naked, and their expressions are painful and uneasy. But driven by Felipe's screams, they open their mouths and sing.
The song was beautiful and the melody was catchy, but only the soul could hear it. Lucien vaguely saw strange ripples appearing in his soul during the song, slowly absorbing the liquid flowing in the magic circle.
Two minutes later, cold sweat appeared on Felipe's forehead. He put down his left hand and took out a strange all-black mirror from his arms. It was not only dotted with small magic gems, but also had scarlet "leaves", pale and empty eyes, and a mask behind it.
She has the face of a ferocious banshee.
The mirror was thrown by Felipe and floated above Lucien's head without any support. The completely black mirror, unable to reflect any figure, was pointed at him.
The difficult and difficult necromantic incantation was spat out from Felipe's mouth, and all the gems on the magic wand shone, attracting Alfred's attention.
The mirror trembled slightly, and the singing voice of the six banshee phantoms turned into cries, extremely painful, and the completely black mirror slowly cracked, revealing the white hollow eyes!
In the pupils, black and twisted figures seemed to be dancing a strange dance.
Looking at these extremely weird eyes, Lucien immediately felt that his wandering soul suddenly rose up, drifting through the clouds, across the starry sky, and met his destiny star, and then sensed that in the endless distance, there was no way.
Wherever you touch, there seems to be something remotely connected to your soul.
It is "looking down" on itself with a superior attitude!
The lines of the magic circle suddenly jumped strangely, as if they came to life, and then they all curled around Lucien's body and immersed themselves deeply.
Lucien's soul was suddenly pulled back to his body, and he trembled seven times before completely waking up.
"My promise has been fulfilled and I don't owe you anything anymore." Felipe took out a white handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, said a gloomy sentence, and turned around to leave without looking back.
Lucien's head was slightly dizzy, and he was a little unable to adapt to the state of his soul. After a few minutes passed, and when he was mentally alert, the bone nails stuck in his palms floated on their own and turned into little bits of powder.
"Mental power and soul can already interfere with reality..." Lucien confirmed with some emotion that his speed from intermediate to high level was probably the fastest in the history of the Magic Council, but he had to trade it for future promotion speed.
of.
The bone nails shattered one by one and turned into powder. Lucien stood up as if he had not been injured. The magic circle carved on the floor had completely disappeared.
"What do the last eyes mean?" Storm Lord Fernando whispered doubtfully.
A great arcanist like him can directly see the essence through fancy and complicated magic rituals. For example, he knows the power borrowed before very well, but he doesn't know what happened in the last step.
Recalling the last weird feeling, Lucien asked half puzzled and half uneasy: "Teacher, at the end of the ceremony, my soul seemed to be connected to something very far away. Is this normal?"
If it were an ordinary ceremony, Lucien would not dare to ask his teacher for fear of exposing the secrets of the Soul Library. But now, Fernando does not understand the "Blessing of the Banshee" ceremony, and any weirdness can be blamed on it.
go.
"This is because the foundation is not strong. You don't know a lot about high-level knowledge." Fernando sighed slightly and said seriously, "Almost every high-level magician will have a similar weird feeling when he is promoted. Shao
Part of it can be detected when the soul can interfere with reality. It is currently generally believed to be an hallucination image manifested by the essence of the real world after the interaction between the cognitive world and the real world."
"It's just not my problem." Lucien felt relieved. In the future, the slowdown in promotion speed will be barely bearable, and his advantage in world knowledge can make up for it a lot, but if there are any soul wounds that are difficult to treat due to this, it will be a big problem.
Trouble.
Fernando glared at Afries, causing him to return the items hanging on his claws to Lucien in grief: "Take a good rest for a week, get used to it, and don't be busy with the promotion ceremony."
"Yes, teacher." Lucien would not make fun of his soul just to rush for this time.
"Commissioner Evans, this is the material you want." Smith, the five-ring magician guarding the warehouse, handed him the materials Lucien exchanged and couldn't help but ask more, "Commissioner Evans, you want to be promoted to a high-level
Already?"
Many of the materials needed to advance to high-level magic rituals are rare and relatively expensive, so any five-ring magician who has reached this level can apply for help from the Magician Management Department. The council will provide the most complete resources and the cheapest price—
-Half price, so Lucien came directly to redeem the materials after taking the certification documents issued by the Affairs Committee, but he spent almost all the arcane points and golden talers he had, and only collected one-third.
It seems that I have to mortgage the annuity income for the next three years to the teacher, and also use the subsidies given by the council and the will of the elements to Afris as his monthly salary in the future, so that he can pretend to be me and wander around every once in a while. , Lucien thought with "heartache" and "smiled" at Smith: "I'm just preparing in advance."
Is there anyone who can redeem this kind of thing in advance? Smith looked at Lucien's leaving figure and was very confused. He had only heard of people who went out on adventures and collected some materials on their own. He had never heard of anyone who came to the warehouse to redeem in advance. The warehouse would not run away. Lose!
"It seems that Commissioner Evans is really going to be promoted, at this speed..." Smith simply couldn't describe his feelings.
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Seven days later, Lucien once again stood in the hall where the ceremony was held, feeling a little uneasy because the ceremony to advance to a high-level magician was much more difficult than the "Blessing of the Banshee", and the chance of failure was high. Almost ten people met the conditions. Of the five-ring magicians who have been promoted, three or four have failed. I am afraid that being promoted forcibly like myself is even more dangerous. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)