The passing geese leave behind photos, and the passing wind leaves behind sounds.
This is the simplest truth. Whether it is plants, animals, or natural celestial phenomena, when they move or change, they will leave traces in one or more places.
In the same way, when certain powerful life forms are active, if they do not deliberately restrain themselves, they will leave traces that will not dissipate for hundreds of thousands of years, or even forever. And these traces formed due to their activities have
Time will become the medium.
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"The things recorded on it are really interesting. Through special rituals, we can communicate with the great beings outside the world, and even conduct transactions."
On top of an ordinary-looking tower, a young man with blond hair looked at the tattered parchment in his hand with a smile on his face.
Based on his knowledge, he knew that there was endless nothingness outside the world, but this nothingness was not completely dead. There were still some majestic beings who could walk in this nothingness.
However, for him now, such an existence is no different from the myths and legends he heard, and he indeed regards this knowledge as legends, because in his expectation, this is what he
An existence that you will never be able to come into contact with in your lifetime.
Yes, this is an existence that he cannot contact at all. Even if he takes the initiative to communicate with it through the so-called rituals, let alone whether he can communicate with it. Even if he can communicate with it, so what. He is so weak, how can he have the qualifications to communicate with it?
Communicate with each other.
For a weak wizard like him, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be interested in taking a look at such an existence! Moreover, communicating with such an existence is full of great uncertainty, and the danger is really too great.
Of course, all of this is predicated on successful communication. The materials required to communicate the rituals that exist in nothingness are simply not something that a little wizard like him can come up with.
However, there are exceptions to everything, such as the scroll he is holding in his hand that he bought from a street stall and is said to be a secret scroll that can communicate with the void gods.
Because this seemingly high-end secret scroll was priced at a low price, out of curiosity, the young blond wizard bought it for entertainment.
And when he turned over this secret scroll, he was in the mood of watching a joke, and he actually laughed when he looked at it.
"Which idiot wrote this? The materials required for this kind of ritual are so cheap? After it is arranged, what can be communicated? Not to mention the gods walking in the void, even a big-mouthed swan cannot communicate
."
He was laughing, cursing, and taunting, but the blond wizard couldn't help but lay out all the so-called materials needed to communicate with the void god.
Because these materials were too cheap and common, and he happened to have these materials in his wizard tower, he wanted to try this cheap ritual to see what kind of creatures he could summon and communicate with.
Anyway, he is confident that with this level of ritual, even if the communication summons the existence and an accident occurs, he can easily suppress it with his own strength.
So, in just a moment, a ritual track covering an area of nearly a hundred square meters was laid out. It was a huge array made of the cheapest extraordinary materials, sparkling with golden light, and even some
The arc flashed across it.
If ignorant people who don't understand anything see this formation plate, they will think it is the most advanced ritual. Well, they are wrong. They are ignorant people who have not yet developed their spiritual wisdom. I am afraid they don't even know what it is used for.
The blond wizard looked at the array he had easily arranged with an inexplicable look in his eyes. The ritual he arranged this time was made of the cheapest materials and could be considered the best in his life, but its appearance was also first-rate.
, it looks really bluffing.
"What's wrong with me? Although it's just the cheapest material, it's still worth some money. Oh, what a waste!"
The blond wizard rubbed his brows, and suddenly regretted his boring move. After all, this was a summoning ritual that was destined to fail, wasn't it? After all, the person he wanted to communicate with was not an ordinary creature, but
It’s the god of nothingness!
Thinking like this, the blond wizard did not cancel the ritual. After all, it had already been arranged, so why not give it a try, so he input the mana he had cultivated into the ritual and activated it.
Then, he saw the golden light in front of him, and there was also a trace of electric arc lingering in the ritual. He extracted the messy extraordinary objects that he had piled in the center, and as the original sacrifice, he issued a summons to the vast void.
"Well, it really can't succeed." The blond wizard, who waited for a long time and didn't see any changes in the ritual, rubbed his eyebrows and had no expression on his face. After all, this was expected. This kind of thing
The broken ritual, if the summoning is really successful, it will be like hell.
"Forget it, just think of it as getting rid of these extraordinary materials that you know when they will be used!"
The blond wizard looked at the extraordinary items that he placed in the center of the ritual as sacrifices. These were all extraordinary items he obtained after he started practicing. If he used them, they would be of no use to him, but throwing them away
If he dropped it, he would be a little reluctant to part with it. In short, it was just some useless items.
At this time, he watched the spirituality in these extraordinary items being extracted by rituals, being used as sacrifices, or consumed as energy, and then these useless extraordinary items gradually lost their luster.
Become useless garbage.
"Ha, I wasted a boring time again, forget it, I'll call someone to clean it up later."
Seeing that the extraordinary materials he threw into the ritual were reduced to debris one by one, the wizard turned around. He knew that this summons was over, and it could be considered that this summons to the void god had failed.
But the moment the wizard turned around, something was different. The air suddenly became thicker, and a suffocating pressure suddenly appeared in the wizard tower. The wizard looked stiff.
Turning his head slightly, he looked at the shimmering ritual with a ghostly expression.
He, the summoning was successful?! He used these extraordinary materials that were like garbage to summon a god who could walk in the void outside the world? Are you kidding? How is this possible? Those majestic beings who are transcendent outside the world
, how could you care about such a call?
Although the wizard could list a thousand and one reasons why his summons would definitely fail this time, the changes taking place around him clearly told him that this summons, which was originally used to kill time, had succeeded.
There really was some kind of terrifyingly powerful existence that responded to his call and brought its consciousness here.
The wizard felt as if he had been stuffed into the soil, as if he was about to suffocate to death like a mortal. His face was full of fear, and he stared in awe at the ritual in front of him and the changes that took place on it. The emotions in his heart were simply beyond control.
speech.
He watched helplessly as streaks of golden light and tiny arcs of electricity rose from the top of the ritual rails, forming a pair of extremely blurry eyes in front of his eyes!
Just by looking at these blurry eyes that could barely make out the shape, the wizard felt that his spiritual sea exploded, everything in front of him suddenly fell into darkness, and his body staggered and fell.
Already.
The wizard was completely unaware of everything that happened next. I don’t know how long it had passed, but the wizard who had an accident using a ritual that was impossible to successfully communicate with the unknown existence in the void opened his eyes in a daze.
.
"ah!!"
The wizard who had just woken up screamed because he felt as if his head had been hit hard with a heavy hammer, as if it was about to explode.
After howling for a moment, the wizard finally adapted to the pain and quickly looked at the ritual next to him. Everything was as usual, except for the ashes left after all the extraordinary materials used to construct the ritual had exhausted their spirituality.
"I actually succeeded," the wizard managed to get up from the ground, looking at the remaining traces of the ritual in front of him with disbelief, "Then what exactly did I communicate?"
"This feeling..." The wizard carefully recalled everything he saw before he fell into coma, those golden eyes that were so pale that they could hardly be seen clearly. They were melodious, lofty, vast, sacred and noble... The wizard twisted
Try your best to search out some words that you may never use in your life.
"I actually communicated with that kind of existence." The exploding pain in his brain had eased a lot after he woke up, and after his consciousness gradually regained consciousness, the wizard felt a sense of annoyance from the bottom of his heart.
.
He communicated with the great wizard, a majestic existence that he might not be able to communicate with in this life. However, he just glanced at it and fainted without doing anything. This is nothing.
"Aesop, you don't have to regret it. Faced with such a being, what if we managed to communicate by chance? It doesn't make any difference whether he faints or not." The wizard comforted himself, but in his heart there was regret that he had missed a huge opportunity.
The feeling was always burning his fragile heart, and he felt like his mentality was going to explode.
In the midst of this regret, the exploding pain in the wizard's head gradually disappeared, followed by a strong sense of hunger coming from his abdomen. This hunger came so suddenly that the wizard
He couldn't wait to call his servants to prepare food for him.
So, after eating continuously for an hour, the wizard Aesop noticed and found the abnormality in his body.
"What is this?" The wizard looked at a small pale golden scale growing on the back of his fair hand with an ugly expression. He could guarantee that before this, he did not have such an inhuman thing growing on his body.
"Is this the only gift I received after accidentally communicating with the God of Nothingness, or is it the sequelae?"