Chapter 648 Arrival in the Wizard Plane

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

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

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

"Yes." Herag replied.

After receiving the order, Fergal walked into the cave and began to take out huge black crystals from the space ring.

Herag recognized it at a glance. This is an extra-large magic crystal.

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

Fergal took out more than fifty giant magic crystals and placed them in various positions of the wizard array to provide energy for the wizard array.

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

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

Feigal immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Herag to express his respect.

A small piece of magic crystal can supply the core of the family's witch array for hundreds of years, and its internal energy is extremely huge.

Now these magic crystals that Feigal took out, each of which is the size of three bricks, made Herag a little frightened.

But he didn't care, he had to see this scene of descent with his own eyes.

After Feigal took out the red feather pen, he took out a bottle of solution, which was also red, like oil paint.

Herag's heart was moved, and he felt a call.

If the space still could not stabilize after all the energy was exhausted, then Herag could not descend, and the summoning ceremony would fail.

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

"Impossible, impossible, I have calculated that the energy must be enough!" Feigal looked at the summoning ceremony with a firm look, and he believed that his calculations were absolutely correct.

Fergal looked at this scene, his heart was in his throat, the summoning ceremony had reached the most critical moment.

Then he realized that this was the effect of the summoning ceremony, and he was being summoned.

But the runes drawn by Fergal were very complicated, and there could be no mistakes, otherwise all the previous efforts would be wasted.

This energy is an absolute treasure no matter which plane it is placed in, and it may even be a strategic resource.

Herag carefully observed for a while and felt a special breath from the feather pen. This feather should come from some powerful monster.

Death, he didn't care.

This breath was too strong, and the entire underground cave collapsed instantly because it could not withstand this breath.

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

Herag felt the extraordinaryness of these syllables. This ritual was probably very unusual, and he didn't know where Fergal got it from.

When the existence of the abyss plane came, the entire Dawn Land would be destroyed.

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

A mana shield emerged on Feigal's body, resisting the flying debris and helping himself to barely hold on under this breath.

Then, the magic crystals in the witch array began to shatter one by one, and the energy in them had been completely absorbed by the witch array.

This meant that the energy in them had been completely exhausted.

Feigal turned his head and looked at the area of ​​the Dawn Land, with a cruel smile on his face.

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

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

When thinking of this, Feigal was so excited that his whole body was trembling slightly. He couldn't wait to see this day.

It was just that it was unknown what kind of monster it came from.

Feigal stood at the entrance of the cave, watching the summoning ritual in progress. After seeing the space vortex emerging in the middle of the ritual, an ecstatic expression appeared on his face.

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

Herag did not hesitate, and directly touched the summoning ritual that appeared in front of him, and then he went in and disappeared on the spot.

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

He dipped the feather pen in the solution, and then began to carefully draw the magic array on the ground.

Because this is deep in the polluted area, no one can see the light in this underground cave, and no one can feel this ancient breath.

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

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

The summoning ritual has not yet ended, and the surrounding space is not stable enough. The magic crystal is still continuously transmitting energy to the magic array to consolidate the surrounding space state.

After completing these, Fergal took out a diamond-shaped crystal pendant from the space ring again, shook it in front of him, and chanted a long strange syllable in his mouth.

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

Wizard plane, polluted area, underground cave.

Such a large magic crystal, the energy contained in it must be extremely terrifying, and I don’t know where Fergal got it from.

After Fergal finished reciting, the witch array under his feet began to glow, and the magic crystals around him began to tremble. The energy inside was continuously transmitted to the witch array to provide energy for the witch array.

He wanted to see killing, death, and the destruction of the entire wizard plane. For him, it was an indescribable beauty.

This process was a bit long. Fergal drew for two days without interruption before he stopped.

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

Not only in the Dawn Land, no one in the entire wizard plane could resist the push of the high-level existence of the Abyss Plane, which would surely destroy all living things.

Despite this, he was still very nervous.

Nervous? Fergal suddenly realized that he would have such emotions.

In the past, even when he was lying on Malcolm's laboratory table, he was calm inside. He didn't expect that he would be nervous now. (End of this chapter)