Vol 2 Chapter 626: Great Arcanist Staff (modified, sincere thanks to the silver lord...

Ravenclaw was secretly constructing a tower in the Black Lake. In the room where the three arches of the rotunda are connected to the blood pool, Alan Harris gently shook his slender and pale fingers, meticulously carving. A temporary round arch stone door full of runes closed silently and locked automatically.
In the lack of light-forgetting to turn on the lighting is a common thing for two wizards with dark vision.
Alan, whose eyesight was not affected by the environment, walked in the direction of the blood pool with ease. The blue flame in the center of the blood pool gave some light to the surroundings, making it very conspicuous in the dark environment. The damp air moisturized his skin as usual, and carried an uncomfortable smell of blood. Obviously, the flesh and blood living in this special environment began to squirm because of the arrival of the wizard, and the wounds that they could never heal were still bleeding out with blood and tissue fluid.
And Ravenclaw was in this room a long time ago. She didn't change her pajamas, she was still wearing that blue gauze skirt. The corners of the skirt were turning like waves.
Allen walked forward with a smile, and found that the smell was replaced by a strange fragrance. Before greeting the witch, he took a few strong breaths in front of several metal incense burners containing incense beside him Then he found that the smell he just smelled was not only from the incense burner, but from the blood smell on and around the witch and the mixed smell of the hyena tree leaves and fairy wings burning in the incense burner-removing the fairy's wings would not cause They die, but it will make them very angry.
Perceiving Alan’s approach, Ravenclaw removed the mithril stick that had been completely eroded by the shadow from the carved five-headed dragon bracket next to her. Now Alan himself had been on it a few days ago. The magic engraving is full of magic texts learned from the Netheril scroll.
"I'll talk about it when you're done, don't worry." Ravenclaw said to the wizard.
Allen nodded. He found an empty censer from the debris around the witch, and then threw a few handfuls of dragon claw powder into it and added the branches of the guardian tree-this is a magical sorbus tree that will protect against encounters. The people on its trunk are protected from the attack of dark creatures.
After igniting them with his fingers, Alan walked to the corner of another pentagram on the ground next to the dementor that did not contain any creatures, and then carefully poured the incense ash into the lines drawn with mithril. Top-Some unappetizing smell fills the air.
Allen could feel that Dragon Claw Fan "lifted up" his consciousness, which would make his mind very bright for the next few hours. Then, he began to recite the spell and began the summoning ritual-in the gate of the alien world, a guy who looked a lot bigger than the average deep fiend was pulled out by invisible power and was imprisoned. Enchantment.
This blood-covered devil-judging from the chaotic power emanating from the blood, the owner of these blood should be the demon of the bottomless abyss.
"Wizard, where did you know my name? What do you want?" The devil looked at the imprisonment circle, and asked impatiently after realizing his situation: "Information, knowledge, or treasure? Tell me , I can finish the errand quickly and go back. I am commanding my troops to fight the devil and have no time to fight with you."
"Thank you for a moment, I think we will end soon." Allen, who has been in contact with the devil many times, has completely ignored the horrible evil aura of the other party. He slightly faced the imprisoned devil. He bowed to apologize, then raised his palm, grabbed it in the void, and took the mithril long stick that seemed so dark to absorb the surrounding light in his hand, while a dementor in the nearby imprisonment circle struggled It flew over, but it couldn't get rid of Alan's anyway.
The devil who is good at word games realized that the implied meaning of his caller's lines was not right with the opponent's actions, so he gave up the negotiation and directly started to rush towards Allen-and then hit the invisible force field. After a loud noise, he was bounced back and fell to the ground.
Believing in the extra power of the imprisonment circle he had strengthened, Allen ignored the actions of the infernal fiend general. He waved his arm casually, and the dementor he caught was silent for an instant without making any sound. It splits without interest, the cloak it wore, like skin soaked in water and rotten skin, disgusting flesh and blood, and bones on the body were completely separated. There was no trace of rotten flesh left on those gray and smooth bones, in the blood pool. Under the irradiation of the medium blue flame, it was splendid.
Ravenclaw also came over and started to help. She used the technique to remove the spine from the remnant skeleton of the Dementor, and removed the extra ribs, leaving only the whole curved spine.
Then the two focused on carving the magic texts, relying on precise magic control and tacit cooperation, the dementor’s spine bones were also carved with dense magic runes. When all the bones and spine were carved, they pulled Wenclaw no longer glanced at the skeleton, but turned and approached the blood pool. Allen began to control what now looked like a bone centipede so that it climbed onto the black mithril stick, when it was in the right place. Rows of densely packed bone spurs protruding like centipede feet on both sides of these spine began to close together, wrapping the Mithril staff like a comb.
Seeing Alan turning around ~EbookFREE.me~ the devil realized that it was not good, it rushed over again, and failed. Its resentment and malice are endless. If it wants to, it will jump thousands of times-but Allen has used the Arcane Hand ability to lock the devil’s throat in the air and lift it up in the air. Get up, let the devil move to the edge of the imprisonment array, and then use the specially strengthened scalpel tied around his waist to cleanly cut away the devil’s skin and flesh that can resist damage, making those highly corrosive The blood flowed out - under the control of Ravenclaw, these filthy, acid-like liquids flowed into a special huge ceramic water tank.
"Cough... wait, wizard... what do you want... want? Leave me, I can give you... anything." The strong desire to survive made the devil's vague begging for mercy spread from the locked throat Coming out, then it saw the wizard unmoved, and he said again, "You know... my lord Bayer won't... let you go!"
"Amon, who do you think gave me your name?" Ravenclaw's light voice came over, making the devil's desperate eyes widened, and the witch continued to add: "Your master Bayer Much like you, it all started from a trembling, unintelligible evil spirit, relying on his own tricks, hard work and cruelty to climb all the way, and finally promoted to the position of the infernal fiend, and successfully became A devil general. Then the difference is that he was appreciated by Archduke Zaril of Avernus, the first tier of Barto’s Hell for his military service, and finally successfully overthrew it by launching a coup, and then successfully became a possession A unique form of the Devil Archduke-and you have won the attention and vigilance of your lord with your very good military service and reputation...So I have this cooperation with him, and each takes what we need..."