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Published at 27th of April 2021 12:38:57 PM


Chapter 626: 626

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Ravenclaw secretly built the site of the tower in the Black Lake. In the room where the three arches of the rotunda connected to the blood pool, Alan Harris gently shook his slender fingers with pale skin like a dead man, meticulously carved A temporary arched stone door filled with runes closed silently and automatically locked.

In the absence of light-forgetting to turn on the lighting is a common thing for the two wizards with dark vision.

Allen, whose vision was not affected by the environment, walked towards the direction of the blood pool with ease. The blue flame in the center of the blood pool only gave some light around, making it exceptionally conspicuous in the dark environment. The moist air moisturized his skin as usual, with an uncomfortable **** gas. Obviously, the flesh and blood lumps living in this special environment began to wriggle because of the arrival of the wizard, and the wounds that they could never heal continued to bled with blood and tissue fluid.

And Ravenclaw had been in this room already. She didn't change her pajamas, but she still wore that blue veil, and the corners of the skirt turned like waves.

Alan walked forward with a smile, and found that the **** smell was replaced by a strange aroma. Before greeting the witch, he took a few hard breaths in front of the other several metal incense burners with aromas- Then he found that the smell he just smelled came not only from the incense burner, but from the blood smell on and around the witch and the mixed smell of hyena tree leaves and fairy wings burning in the incense burner-removing the wings of the fairy would not make They lost their lives, but they would make them very angry.

Perceiving Alan's approach, Ravenclaw removed the mitral silver stick that had been completely eroded by the shadow from the carved five-headed dragon stand next to her. Spellcraft is full of magical texts learned from Nesreal scrolls.

"Don't worry about it after you finish it," Ravenclaw said to the wizard.

Allen nodded. He found an empty incense burner from the debris around the witch, then threw a few dragon claw powder into it and added a branch of the protector tree-this is a magical sorbus tree, which will protect it from being touched. The people in its trunk are protected from dark creatures.

After lighting them with his fingers, Allen walked to the corner of another pentacle cluster holding no creatures on the ground beside the dementors, and carefully poured incense ash into these lines drawn with mythical silver Top-Some appetizing smells permeate the air.

Allen could feel that Dragon Claw Powder "energized" his consciousness, which would make him particularly mental in the next few hours. Then, he began to recite spells and started the summoning ritual-a guy in the door of the outside world that seemed to be one size larger than the ordinary deep prison refining magic was pulled out by invisible force and was locked in Enchantment.

This **** devil-judging from the chaotic power emanating from the blood, these **** masters should be the demons of the bottomless abyss.

"Sorcerer, where do you know my name? What do you want?" The devil looked at the imprisoned circle and asked impatiently after realizing his situation: "Information, knowledge, or treasure? Tell me , I ’ll be able to finish the errand quickly and go back. I ’m commanding my troops and the demon to fight with no blood and ink. "

"Trouble later, I think we will be over soon." Alan, who has had many contacts with the devil, has completely ignored the terrifying evil atmosphere of the other party. He is slightly against the imprisoned devil. Bowed in apology, then raised his palm, grabbed the void, and took the mithril stick that seemed to be black to absorb the surrounding light in his hand, while a dementor in the imprisonment circle next to him struggled Fly over, but in any case it can't get rid of Allen's shackles.

The devil, who was good at word games, realized the implied meaning of his summoner's lines and the other party's movements, and let it give up the negotiations directly and began to rush towards Allen-then hit the invisible force After making a loud noise, he was bounced back and fell to the ground.

Alan, who believes that his additional imprisoned circle power has ignored the movement of this deep prison general, he waved it with his arm, and the dementor he caught was silent for a moment without making any sound. Splitting breathlessly, its cloak like skin rotten in the water, disgusting flesh, and bones were completely separated. There was no trace of carrion left on the gray smooth bones, in the blood pool Illuminated by the mid-blue flame.

Ravenclaw also came over and started to help. She used her spells to remove the spine from the dementor's remaining skeleton, and removed the extra ribs, leaving only the entire curved spine.

Then the two focused on engraving the magic rune. With precise magic control and tacit cooperation, the spine bones of the dementor were also engraved with dense magic runes. When all the bones and spine were carved, pull Wenclaw no longer looked at the skeleton more, but turned to approach the blood pool, and Allen began to control something now like a bone centipede that made it climb the black Mithril stick, when it was in the right place, The bone spurs protruding like centipedes on both sides of the spine began to close together, and wrapped the mysterious silver staff closely like a comb.

Seeing Allen turn around ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The devil realized that it was not good, it rushed over again and failed again. Its resentment and malice are endless, and if it wishes, it will jump up ten million times-but Allen has used the Arcane Hand ability to lock the devil ’s throat from the air and lift it up. Get up, let the devil move to the edge of the imprisoned circle, and then use the specially strengthened scalpel tied around his waist to cleanly cut off the devil's skin and flesh that can resist damage, so that those highly corrosive Blood flowed out — under the control of Ravenclaw, these filthy, strong acid-like liquids flowed into a huge, characteristic pottery tank.

"Cough ... wait, the wizard ... what do you want ... what? Let me go, I can give you ... anything." The strong desire to survive made the devil's vague begging for mercy pass from the locked throat Come out, and then it sees the wizard unmoved, and he said, "You know ... My lord Bayer will not ... let go of you!"

"Amon, who do you think gave your name to me?" Ravenclaw's flirty voice came over, making the devil's eyes desperate, and the witch continued to add: "Your master Bayer Much like you, they all started from a shiver and twisted, unspeakable inferior demon. With their cunning efforts and cruel ascending all the way, they were eventually promoted to the position of deep prison refining and successfully became A devil general. Then the difference is that he was appreciated by Zarriel, the first tier of Avenas, the Bartoll hell, with his military merits, and finally succeeded in launching a coup to overthrow it, and then successfully became a possessor. Duke of the Devil with a unique form-and you have won the attention and vigilance of your lord with his excellent military merit and reputation ... so I have this cooperation with him, and each needs what he needs ... "




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