Setser looked in the direction of Mount Marrac, felt his skin tingle, then said:
"Sothing sinister has appeared."
Huv Loper, who had activated a demonic resonance spell and his demonic perception, had to deactivate both.
"The second ti. An incomplete abyssal summoning," thought Huv Loper, who rembered how Archduke Arcariz and Director rliano had contained the incomplete summoning released by the infamous warlock Cabrat Vercen in the city of Damtes.
••••
Alastor was still lying on the ground when a mist appeared beside him.
"You’ve co to curse ," Alastor said mockingly.
"It’s surprising that you’ve been defeated," Cabrat said, almost at the sa ti as he inhaled the smoke from his sinister pipe shaped like a monkey’s paw.
Cabrat exhaled, and the smoke that erged surrounded Alastor and lifted him up, carrying him toward the dark mist from which Cabrat had appeared.
The sorcerer looked in the three directions in which the abyssal summons had been activated, thinking about how effective the abyssal spells placed on the cursed instrunts had been.
Cabrat walked toward the fog as he looked back in the direction of the abyssal summoning near Isirid, more precisely toward the place where Selef was.
"Pure cursed energy. There is a talented aspiring warlock in that place," Cabrat murmured with a subtle smile before disappearing along with Alastor into the fog.
••••
Selef was almost surprised by Raden’s speed.
Raden swung his sword at Selef, trying to kill him with one blow, but a spear of earth covered in concentrated demonic energy rose from the ground and deflected the sword. Even so, Raden did not miss the opportunity. He moved quickly, covering his right leg with demonic energy and aura, and kicked Selef in the face.
One of Selef’s demonic barriers activated when Raden kicked him, reducing the damage from the impact and giving Selef the opportunity to activate a second barrier.
Selef rolled dozens of ters across the ground after receiving the kick, at which point the stone on his demonic staff broke completely.
"What’s going on?" Selef wondered, because he was feeling his right arm tingle. It was the cursed energy reacting to sothing quite powerful or significant.
Selef, trying not to get caught up in the mont of distraction caused by the cursed energy, used his own demonic energy and demonic energy absorption technique to control the two glowing spheres of fire. He quickly fused the spheres together and forced them to compress, then threw them at the ground as he watched Raden approach.
Boom!
A bright and powerful explosion spread, knocking down the rest of the trees in the forest. Selef used his concatenated demonic barriers just as he had done in the dream he had in the past.
Raden, for his part, simply placed the tip of his sinister sword in front of him, and the aura emanating from the sword deflected the powerful explosive energy without much difficulty.
"You’re just wasting ti, you damn demon, no one will co to help you!" Raden exclaid in an evil voice as his hair began to turn a reddish-black color due to the demonic trait activated after manifesting the power of his demonic sword.
Selef, for his part, after the tingling in his right arm disappeared, could only conclude that either there had been a great slaughter, or what he had felt in the direction where the teachers had been was an expert in the cursed arts, and the enemy that ca to mind was the herbalist shopkeeper, Cabrat Vercen.
"I must not let my guard down; I knew it, there must be powerful humans and demons here watching, waiting to attack at the right mont," thought Selef, who was holding the black demonic staff with the bright orange gem in his left hand when the explosion dispersed.
Only a few hundred ters away, which ant nothing to individuals of Selef’s rank and especially with the rank that the sinister sword had given Raden.
Raden recognized the staff in Selef’s hands, but he paid little attention to it because his mind was clouded by the evil, murderous intent, and bloodlust caused by the sword he was holding. At that mont, the demonic power had almost completely taken over Raden, so he could easily be considered a demon, and a dangerous and powerful one at that.
••••
Where Isirid stood, she destroyed the sorceress’s remains with her poisonous spears and a corrosive, toxic mist. These remains were what the abyssal summoning was attempting to take shape with. and although at first she had managed to destroy the useful demonic remains, the power emitted by the two bells began to grow relatively stronger just as the first summoning was about to be completed.
Isirid did not hesitate and created poisonous spears with a greater amount of concentrated and penetrating demonic energy to begin attacking the bells directly to prevent the demonic remains from taking shape around them. However, Isirid had to retreat and created a demonic barrier around herself that resembled an almost transparent bubble.
Bang!
A golden humanoid abominable being struck the bubble with the claws on one of its hands, but the abominable being’s hand lted grotesquely. The abominable being tore off its arm before the poison spread, but the entire surrounding area had long been contaminated by Isirid’s poison.
Isirid’s poison easily entered the wound on the arm that the abominable being had torn off, then about ten spears that erged from the ground impaled the abominable being’s body, killing it. However, other abominable beings had run towards the bells, exploding shortly afterwards and becoming the basis for the abyssal summoning to take shape.
A dark, deep, and chilling energy gathered around the fleshy mass that was taking shape. At that mont, the power of the incomplete abyssal summoning seed to grow stronger as it resonated with that of the first incomplete abyssal summoning that was about to awaken.
••••
Professor Bensac Terer had destroyed most of the remains of the demonic sorcerer that were gathering around the sinister bird skull-shaped whistle.
Several abominable beings tried to run toward the whistle, but they were stopped by sinister red arms created by Bensac.
Professor Bensac stood in front of the whistle, created a demonic diagram at the base of his staff, and smashed the whistle, shattering it into pieces.
"It’s just a matter of using the right spell," Bensac thought after destroying the whistle.
The three instrunts that had been resonating lost their connection after Bensac destroyed one of them.
...
After the abyssal resonance was interrupted, a powerful, deep, and wrathful energy expanded from the place where the first abyssal invocation had been taking shape.
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