Vol 2 Chapter 48: Banshee's Blessing

Vol 2 Chapter 48: Banshee's Blessing

After taking the scroll, Lucien gradually settled down and asked quite curiously, "Teacher, you have always said that you did a lot of ridiculous things in your youth. What ridiculous things are they?"

He Wenyan said, Fernando's eyes glared and growled: "Do not inquire about things that shouldn't be inquired! Scroll back and analyze 'Spell Trigger'! Don't think that you can be promoted to a higher level with a ceremony!"

A sudden roar frightened Lucian, and hurried out of the door. When the door was closed and the sound was cut off, Lucian shook his head funny and doubtfully: "The ridiculous things the teacher did seem really ridiculous!"

Uh ...

Twenty-five days later, the magic parliament headquarters, on the 33rd floor, was an empty hall.

On the floor of the hall, the blood of the banshee and other precious materials are mixed and engraved with a strange human-like magic array. The positions of the head, left chest, palms, and feet are covered with magic lines, like a dark red beating. heart.

"Lie on the magic circle." Felipe set up the basic magic circle before letting Lucian and the Storm dominate them, lest they steal the special soul ritual "Blessing of the Banshee".

Lucien took Holm's crown ring, Snow and Avengers ring, ogre power gloves, took off the Immortal Throne Robe, Boots of Dodge, took off the amulet of the sun crown, fireweaver's bracelet and arcane badge , Magic badges, and handed them to Afris, who is looking forward to wearing them, "storage"-this kind of soul ritual must not be interfered with by any magic items.

弗 Afris temporarily acted as a coolie but didn't feel troublesome. Amber eyes looked at the ornaments in his hands brightly, licking the ring, amulet, etc. with his tongue from time to time, without paying any attention to the progress of the ceremony.

Wearing a white shirt and skinny pants, Lucian walked slowly to the magic circle and laid down according to the fixed position. Felipe took out six huge bone nails made from the teeth of a high-level banshee, and his tone was very bad. Authentic: "Don't cry out in pain."

After he said that, he picked up a bone nail full of intricate and weird patterns and stuck it on the back of Lucian's right hand.

I do n’t know what other material is so sharp. It even directly pierced the body of Lucian's second knight and nailed it into the magic circle below.

Although he was psychologically prepared, Lucien still gnawed his lower teeth. The pain was an unavoidable reaction. Fortunately, more painful injuries had also been experienced, and he would not shout out.

Drops of blood flashing with a faint silver moonlight spilled, and the banshee bone nails became red, but soon, the color faded quickly until it disappeared, it seemed to be completely absorbed by the bone nails, and slowly poured into the lines of the magic circle. in.

After the left hand, right ankle, and left ankle were all pierced into bone nails, Felipe gently pierced the remaining two in the center of Lucien's forehead and the heart. They entered shallowly, almost piercing the epidermis, but seemed to have a mysterious connection with the magical array behind Lucien, standing upright like that, piercing Lucien's brain and heart.

After doing all of this, Felipe stepped back a few steps, chanting the mantra gently, and the lines in the magic circle lit up slowly.

The incantation was gentle, like a song, and the power of sleep penetrated from the bone nails and magic circles, making Lucian's eyelids dizzy and his thoughts involuntarily diverging. I remembered that I had devoted myself to analyzing most of the completed " "Spell Trigger", remembering that I took the time to "improve" the structure and materials of the magic crystal lamp, and gave it to Arthur and Florence to identify from the perspective of different professionals.

"Wind from a place of sleep, please blow this helpless soul, never stop blowing." Felipe raised his black magic wand inlaid with all kinds of gems, and used the death created by the Mesquite Empire. The words of the spirit read the mantra.

A huge light white gemstone on the magic wand shone, and Felipe's windbreaker fluttered, like the wings of a bat, as if there was a breeze with a rotten flavor.

Kushiro felt the breath of the wind, and hypnotic sounds came along with the wind, and her soul fluttered even more.

"Flame from the skeletal wasteland, please warm this helpless soul and give him long-term blessing." Felipe circled a third and recited it again in the words of the dead.

Howling, a pale pale invisible flame emerged from the magic circle. They did not cause any damage to Lucien's body, but they made Lucien feel warmth, and his soul became more and more pure.

Fernand's red eyes were half-opened, and he seemed to see a monster wearing a sickle and wearing a black robe, and a wasteland of countless undead creatures roaming behind it through the unreal pale flame.

"Icy from the silent hell, please surround this helpless soul and let him have eternal peace." Felipe circled a third circle again, and a silver gem lighted up.

The endless cold silence envelops Lucian's soul, making it more solid.

After completing all of this, Felipe raised his left hand and screamed silently.

Twenty-six bone spikes filled with Lucian's blood were twisted like snakes, rising up with illusory shadows.

This is a beautiful but distorted female phantom. Their upper bodies are white and red, with painful expressions. However, driven by Felipe's scream, they opened their mouths and sang.

The chanting is beautiful and the melody is beautiful, but only the soul can hear it. Lucien dimly saw his soul appear strange ripples in the singing, slowly absorbing the fluid flowing in the magic array.

Two minutes later, Felipe showed cold sweat on his forehead, lowered 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 scarlet "leaves", pale hollow eyes, and the back was covered. The sorrowful banshee face.

The mirror was thrown by Felipe, and there was no place to hang on top of Lucian's head, and the mirror that was completely black and unable to reflect the figure was aimed at him.

The stubborn Necromantic Spell was spit out of Felipe's mouth, and all the gems on the magic wand were shining, attracting Afris's attention.

The mirror trembled slightly, and the singing voice of the six banshees became crying and painful, while the all-black mirror slowly cracked open, exposing white hollow eyes!

In the pupils, black twisted figures seemed to dance strangely.

Seeing this weird to the extreme eyes, Lucian suddenly felt that the fluttering soul suddenly rose up, drifted through the clouds, across the stars, and met his own destiny star, and then felt in the endless distance, unable to Where it touched, there seemed to be a distant connection with his soul.

It is "looking down" at itself with a supreme attitude!

The lines of the magic circle suddenly jumped strangely, as if alive, and then all curled around Lucian's body and immersed deeply.

Balusian's soul was yanked back to his body, shivering like a hiccup seven times, and fully awake.

"My promise has been fulfilled and I owe nothing to you." Felipe took out a white handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He cast a gloomy face and dropped a sentence, turning away without looking back.

Balusian's head was slightly dizzy, and he couldn't adapt to the state of the soul. When a few minutes passed, when the spirit moved, the bone nails on the palm floated up and turned into a little powder.

"Spirit and soul can already interfere with reality ..." Lucian confirmed with emotion, his speed from intermediate to high is probably the fastest in the history of the magic council, but it is exchanged for the speed of promotion in the future. of.

The cheekbone nails were broken one by one and turned into powder. Lucien stood up as if not wounded. The magic circle engraved on the floor had completely disappeared.

"What exactly does the last eye represent?" The storm master Fernando whispered in doubt.

大 He is a big arcanist who sees the essence directly through fancy complex magic rituals. For example, he knows the power borrowed before, but the last step is not clear what is going on.

Looking back at the last weird feeling, Lucien asked with half confusion and half-wryness: "Teacher, at the end of the ceremony, my soul seems to be connected with something very distant. Is this abnormal?"

If it was an ordinary ritual, Lucien would not dare to ask his teacher, for fear of revealing the secrets of the soul library, but now this "blessing of the banshee" ceremony, Fernando does not understand, and what weirdness can be pushed onto it go with.

"This is not a solid foundation. You don't understand much about advanced knowledge." Fernando sighed and said solemnly, "Almost every advanced magician will have a similar weird feeling when he is promoted. Part of it can be noticed when the soul can interfere with reality. It is currently generally considered to be the hallucinatory image of the real world after the cognitive world interacts with the real world. "

"It's not my problem." Lucian relieved. In the future, the slowing of the promotion rate can barely be tolerated, and my own advantage in world cognition can make up for a lot, but if there is any incurable soul trauma due to this, it will be troublesome.

Fernando glared at Averis, making it sorrowful to return Lucien with his claws: "Take a good rest for a week, get used to it, and don't be too busy holding a promotion ceremony."

"Yes, teacher." Lucian wouldn't joke about his soul in order to hurry up.

Uh ...

Magic Council, 28th floor, high warehouse area.

"Red Dragon Scales ..."

"Sap of the Scarlet Devil Tree ..."

"Emerald Soul Flower ..."

"Six Sun Stones ..."

"The demon's brain ..."

"The tears of the ghost ..."

Uh ...

"Commissioner Evans, this is the material you want." Smith, the five-ring magician who guards the warehouse, gave him the materials exchanged by Lucien Can't help but ask, "It's Evans Commissioner, are you going to be promoted? "

Many of the materials required for the promotion of higher-level magic rituals are rare items and are relatively expensive, so the 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 took the certificate issued by the commission and went directly to exchange materials, but almost all the arcane points and quintals on his body were spent, and only one third was collected.

It seems that the annuity income of the next three years must be mortgaged to the teacher, and the subsidy given by the council and the elemental will will be given to Afris, as its monthly salary in the future, so that it can fake me out and swing around at intervals. Lucian thought with "heartache" and "laughed" at Smith: "I just prepared ahead of time."

有 Is there any redemption of this kind of thing in advance? Smith looked at the back of Lucien's departure and was very puzzled. He had only heard of going out and collecting some materials by himself. He had never heard of anyone who came to the warehouse to exchange in advance. The warehouse will not run away!

"It seems that Commissioner Evans is really going to be promoted, this speed ..." Smith could hardly describe his mood.

Uh ...

Seven days later, Lucien stood again in the hall where the ceremony was held, and was a little uneasy in her mind, because the ritual of promotion to a higher-level magician was much more difficult than the "blessing of the banshee", and the chance of failure was very high. Of the five ring magicians who were promoted, there were three or four failures. Those who forcibly promoted themselves were even more dangerous. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and give rewards to the mobile network (), your support is my biggest motivation.)