Herag has now thoroughly understood the promotion principles of the Wizard Power System, which is essentially an elevation in the level of life.
He is now actually at an extrely high level of life, revisiting the road of the wizard’s power system is much easier for him.
"As you command, I will begin preparations imdiately. I’ll start the summoning ritual shortly. Once you receive the summoning request, you can co here." Fegar whispered.
"Alright." Herag replied.
After receiving his orders, Fegar walked into the cave and began taking out massive black crystals from the Space Ring.
Herag glanced at them and recognized them as oversized Magical Energy Crystals.
He also had so small pieces of Magical Energy Crystals in his possession, which he had obtained from the Death Swamp Ruins.
A small piece of Magical Energy Crystal could power the core operation of the ho witch array for hundreds of years, with its internal energy being extrely vast.
Now, the Magical Energy Crystals Fegar took out were each the size of three bricks, which even made Herag sowhat stunned.
The energy contained within such a large Magical Energy Crystal must be exceedingly terrifying, and it’s unclear where Fegar managed to acquire them.
This energy source would be an absolute treasure on any plane, possibly even a strategic resource.
Fegar took out over fifty gigantic Magical Energy Crystals, placing them in various positions of the witch array to power it.
After arranging the Magical Energy Crystals, Fegar took out a massive feather pen, the feather red in color.
Observing for a while, Herag sensed a special aura from the feather pen, indicating that the feather likely ca from so powerful demon.
Precisely which demon it ca from was unknown.
After taking out the red feather pen, Fegar also took out a bottle of liquid, which was also red, resembling oil paint.
He dipped the feather pen into the liquid and began ticulously painting on the ground’s witch array.
The process was sowhat lengthy, and it took Fegar two whole days of uninterrupted work to finally put down the pen.
The witch array wasn’t very large, about the size of two basketball courts.
However, the runes Fegar drew were very complex, and even the slightest mistake would cause the entire effort to be in vain.
Fortunately, Fegar was a Level 4 Wizard, with strong spiritual power allowing him to steadily complete each stroke.
After finishing, Fegar took out a diamond-shaped crystal pendant from the Space Ring, shaking it in front of him while chanting long, strange syllables.
Herag sensed the unusual nature of these syllables; the ritual was likely quite extraordinary and unknown from where Fegar obtained it.
Fegar seed to have modified so original ritual to create its current form.
After Fegar finished chanting, the witch array beneath his feet started emitting a faint glow, and the surrounding Magical Energy Crystals began to tremble, continuously supplying energy to the witch array.
With the influx of these energies, the entire witch array began to radiate intense light, accompanied by an ancient aura spreading forth.
Since the location was deep in a polluted area, no one could see the light inside this underground cave or feel the ancient aura.
Herag felt moved, sensing a call.
He quickly realized this was the effect of the summoning ritual, summoning him.
As long as Herag agreed and accepted this summoning ritual, he could reach the Wizard Plane.
Without hesitation, Herag touched the summoning ritual floating in front of him, diving into it and disappearing from where he stood.
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Wizard Plane, polluted area, underground cave.
Fegar stood at the cave entrance, watching the operational summoning ritual. Upon seeing the spatial vortex appearing at the center of the ritual, a look of ecstasy surfaced on his face.
He had been waiting too long for this day, preparing too much, and enduring too many hardships to achieve this goal.
Fegar turned his gaze towards the Land of Dawn, revealing a cruel smile.
Once the entity from the Abyss Plane descended, the whole Land of Dawn would be annihilated.
Not only the Land of Dawn, but the entire Wizard Plane would also be unable to resist the overwhelming force of the Abyss Plane’s higher entity, and carnage would ensue.
Thinking of this, Fegar trembled with excitent, impatient to witness this day.
He wanted to see slaughter, see death, see the destruction of the entire Wizard Plane, sothing indescribably beautiful to him.
From within the twisted spatial vortex, a powerful, ancient presence surged forth, revealing a pair of feet covered in dark golden skin.
This presence was too overwhelming, instantly shattering the underground cave, which couldn’t withstand it.
A Mana Shield appeared on Fegar’s body surface, protecting him from the flying debris while helping him barely remain standing under the presence’s pressure.
He knew there might be danger, as entities from the Abyss Plane weren’t easy to deal with.
But he didn’t care; he had to witness the descending scene with his own eyes.
Death, he didn’t care about.
Soon, a complete human figure with sharp wings at its back erged from the twisted spatial vortex.
As the figure beca clearer, Fegar finally saw the divine spirit from the Abyss Plane, with whom he had communicated many tis.
Fegar imdiately knelt to the ground, bowing to Herag, expressing his reverence.
The summoning ritual hadn’t ended yet; the surrounding space was still unstable, and the Magical Energy Crystals continued to supply energy to the witch array to stabilize the spatial state around them.
The energy consumption of this summoning ritual was indeed enormous, with many Magical Energy Crystals showing cracks and quickly shattering into grey-white fragnts.
This indicated that the internal energy had been completely depleted.
Subsequently, the Magical Energy Crystals within the witch array began to shatter one by one, with their energy fully absorbed by the witch array.
Watching this, Fegar’s heart leapt into his throat; the summoning ritual had reached its critical mont.
If all the energy was exhausted and space still couldn’t stabilize, Herag wouldn’t be able to descend, and the summoning ritual would fail.
"Impossible, impossible, I’ve calculated it, the energy must be sufficient!" Fegar looked at the summoning ritual, eyes firm, believing his calculations were flawless.
He had prepared energy supply far exceeding the requirents, so there should be no problem.
Despite this, he was still very anxious.
Anxious? Fegar suddenly realized he could feel such an emotion now.
He had never felt any inner turmoil, even when lying on Malcolm’s lab table, not expecting to feel nervous now.
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