Six Ring Wizard

Herage has now completely understood the promotion principle of the wizard's power system, which is essentially the improvement of life level.

He is actually at a very high level of life now, and it will be much easier to walk through the wizard's power system again.

"Yes, I will start preparations immediately. I will start the summoning ceremony later, and you can come here after receiving the summoning request." Fegal whispered.

"Yeah." Herage replied.

After receiving the order, Fegal walked into the cave and began to take out huge black crystal stones from the space ring.

Herage recognized it at a glance. It was an extra-large magic crystal.

He also has some small pieces of magic crystal in his hand, which he obtained from the ruins of the Death Swamp.

Fegal took out more than fifty giant magic energy crystals and placed them in various locations of the witch array to power the witch array.

The figure gradually became clearer, and Fergal finally saw clearly the god from the abyss plane who had communicated with him many times.

Soon, a complete figure emerged from the twisted space vortex, with a pair of sharp wings behind the figure.

Fergal immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Herage to express his respect.

A small piece of magic crystal can supply the core of the witchcraft array at home for hundreds of years, and its internal energy is extremely huge.

Now the magic energy crystals that Fergal took out were each the size of three bricks, which made Herage a little frightened.

But he didn't care, he had to see it with his own eyes.

After Fergal took out the red quill, he took out a bottle of solution. The solution was also red, like oil paint.

Herage's heart moved, and he felt a calling.

If all the energy is exhausted and the space is still unable to stabilize, Herage will not be able to come and the summoning ritual will fail.

The area of ​​the witch formation is not very large, only about the size of two basketball courts.

"Impossible, impossible. I have calculated that the energy must be enough!" Fegal looked at the summoning ceremony with a very firm gaze. He believed that his calculations were absolutely correct.

Fergal looked at this scene with his heart in his throat. The summoning ceremony had reached its most critical moment.

Then he realized that this was the effect of the summoning ritual, summoning him.

But the runes drawn by Fergal are very complex and cannot be made wrong at all, otherwise all efforts will be wasted.

No matter which plane it is placed on, this energy is an absolute treasure, and may even be a strategic resource.

Herage observed carefully for a while and felt a special aura from the quill. This feather should come from some kind of powerful monster.

Death, he didn't care.

This aura was so powerful that the entire underground cave instantly collapsed because it could not bear the aura.

He knew that he might be in danger, and the existence of the abyssal plane was not easy to talk to.

Herage felt the unusualness of these syllables. This ceremony was probably very unusual, and he didn’t know where Fergal got it from.

When the being from the abyss plane arrives, the entire Land of Dawn will be destroyed.

Fergal should have been transformed on the basis of a certain ritual and became what he is now.

A mana shield appeared on Fergal's body, resisting the flying gravel, and at the same time helping himself to barely support himself from falling under this aura.

Subsequently, the magic energy crystals in the witch formation began to shatter one after another, and all the energy in them had been absorbed by the witch formation.

This means that all the energy within it has been exhausted.

Fergal turned his head to look at the Land of Dawn area, with a cruel smile on his face.

The energy consumed by this summoning ritual was indeed huge, and many of the magic crystals had cracks and soon shattered into pieces of gray-white fragments.

With the input of these energies, the entire witch formation began to emit a strong light, and an ancient aura also spread out.

When he thought of this, Fergal's whole body was trembling with excitement. He couldn't wait to see this day.

It’s just not clear what kind of monster it comes from.

Fergal stood at the door of the cave, watching the summoning ceremony in progress. After seeing the spatial vortex emerging during the ceremony, an expression of ecstasy appeared on his face.

He had waited too long for this day, prepared too many things, and suffered too much to achieve this goal.

Herage did not hesitate and directly touched the summoning ritual that appeared in front of him. He immediately got into it and disappeared.

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The energy supply he prepared was far more than needed, so there could be no problem.

He dipped his quill into the solution, and then began to carefully draw on the witch formation on the ground.

Since this is deep in the contaminated area, no one can see the light in this underground cave, and no one can feel this ancient atmosphere.

Fortunately, Fergal is a fourth-level wizard with strong enough mental power to complete each stroke steadily.

As long as Herage agrees and accepts this summoning ritual, he can reach the wizard plane.

The summoning ceremony is not over yet, the surrounding space is not stable enough, and the magic energy crystal is still continuously sending energy to the witch formation to consolidate the surrounding space state.

After completing this, Fergal once again took out a diamond-shaped crystal pendant from the space ring, shook it in front of him, and at the same time recited long and strange syllables.

In the twisted space vortex, a powerful and ancient aura surged out, and a pair of feet covered with dark golden skin emerged.

Wizard plane, contaminated area, underground cave.

The energy contained in such a large magic crystal must be extremely terrifying, and I don't know where Fegal got it.

After Fegal finished reciting, the witch array under his feet began to glow with a faint light, and the surrounding magic crystals also began to tremble, and the energy in them was continuously transported to the witch array to provide energy for the witch array.

He wanted to see killing, to see death, to see the destruction of the entire wizarding plane, which was indescribably beautiful to him.

This process was somewhat lengthy, and Fergal painted for two full days without interruption before finishing.

After placing the magic crystal, Fergal took out a huge quill with red feathers.

Not only in the Land of Dawn, but in the entire Wizarding Plane, no one can resist the push of high-ranking beings in the Abyss Plane, which will surely destroy all living beings.

Still, he was very nervous.

nervous? Fergal suddenly realized that he actually had such emotions.

In the past, even when he was lying on Malcolm's experimental table, his heart had no fluctuations. He didn't expect that he would be nervous now. (End of chapter)