As I gradually approached the end of the tunnel, I was very happy to hear a soft low voice in my ears. Ah, I haven't heard another person's voice for a long time, my heart is actually starting to look forward to it. They didn't scream out of fear, but even so, I was happy to hear them. The closer I get, the clearer the voice, well, the voice becomes relatively clear anyway. They speak in some foreign languages that I am not familiar with, although I can see that they repeat a series of words over and over again. It is easy to speculate that some kind of ritual is going on on the other side of the Rift Valley, which must be a higher level, because I can hear seven distinct voices, the number of perfect participants in any ritual. If this happens again, there will be rhythm problems, too little will greatly reduce the energy output. For all those ignorant idiots, this is the basic element of ritual spelling skills.
My eyes are the next part of me to convey some happy things. It is a huge silver disc, shining in the center of the crack, surrounded by countless sparkling gems. I screamed happily because I saw a scene I didn't see in the eternal curse. I always prefer the moon and stars to the sun. This is the best time to frighten those wanderers or adventurers who are clueless, but it is not the only reason. The darkness brought by night is more beautiful than the light of day. Watching the silver light of the moon pass through curved branches, or watching a charming flower absorb its wonderful light, gave me a sense of tranquility that is incomparable to anything I can find during the day.
My eyes started to tear, my ears were drowned by human cute voices, and then something absolutely wonderful hit my nose violently. All kinds of breaths flooded my mind, filling my whole life with an amazing nostalgia. The incense burns, like some herbs, and even the fragrance of animal carcasses and fresh blood. No matter who these people are, they used all the ingredients in the summoning ceremony, which means that thanks to them, I can be pulled back from hell. I want to know who they are? Some kind of loyal fanatic? I have never had any followers before, but this will be a welcome change. We can use an unprecedented way of conquering to spread fear and fear on all lands! Yes, I think it will be a full compensation for bringing me back to this world.
Three of my five senses have given me enough happiness, but when I started to feel my sixth sense, I was really happy. I can feel it, full of my heart, such ZìYóu and unexplored jīng god energy. The trees, grass, and even the air are passing on its jīng flower to me! For the first time in so many years, I feel sober! So energetic! I absolutely remember this feeling, this absolute power.
Thinking of this, I smiled viciously, and the real horror finally returned to the world.
Compared with my final escape from the crack in the exit, the pleasure brought by the sixth sense is just a drop in the ocean. I don't have much time to savor this glorious moment, although less than a second after I left, I decided to perform my first magic in eternity. The reason for this decision is simple: I know nothing about these summoners, because as far as I know, they may be the executioners of the witch assembly. This does not mean that they pose any real danger to me, but it is better to be safe than sorry as the old saying goes.
Everything within two hundred meters is shrouded in dense fog. The size of this spell may be excessive, but what is going on? Might as well make it as magnificent as possible! In fact, there is another reason why I created such a big fog. You see, this is not ordinary fog. It is called maze fog or ghost hitting the wall. It was designed in ancient times to trap criminals without using man-made structures. This is actually a fairly simple technique, all it does is to disorient the target, making it look like it is trapped in a fog that extends forever, when in fact they are just going around in circles. As we all know, people die in their endless exploration to find the edge of the fog, and they simply walk for the rest of their lives until they are exhausted.
I have not yet returned to the ground, but chose to float above other people where I should be. Light allows my eyes to penetrate the fog and allows me to investigate the pitiful situation in front of me.
Since my position is stable and the current situation is in my best interest, I decided to converge a little bit and observe. Some people may call it laziness, while others (me) call it wise, but most of the time I am out of boredom. The insects below do not provide much entertainment, in fact they are quite dull. Their reaction was a little panicked at first because of the sudden fog and everything, but now they just calmly talk to another person, speaking of boring!
I looked around and looked at everything around me. It was obvious that I arrived in a small clearing in some kind of forest. This is actually a bit nostalgic, because I spent most of my previous years living in some woods. I can't even guess which kingdom this is in. This is the real expectation. I can figure out all this in due course, so there is no trouble now.
I checked the trees around the clearing from the perched sky, and they looked full of energy, full of energy, the energy I lacked. Although air provides me with a constant source, it is minimal at best, and it is not something you can find truly nourishing. Although the power of a tree is much greater, if you compare it slightly, the energy of eating a tree is equivalent to eating a pebble-sized biscuit for dinner. In other words, it cannot satisfy my hunger.
Fortunately, there are many trees here, not to mention those who move slightly downwards. Before I make any contact with them, it’s best to build up some of my strength. In doing so, I will put my staff’s tip on a random tree trunk and watch the whole thing rot into a pile of paste. Feeling a little bit of energy flowing in my body. Ah, it's awesome! I repeated this process many times, and after noticing that some of them had already started to move, I turned my attention back to the group.
"Is it useful?" A voice was thinking, of course silly! Where else can this fog come from
"I'm not sure, this fog makes us unable to distinguish." Another replied cautiously.
Don’t they realize that this is magic? How did they summon me from another dimension? If their wisdom can reflect their abilities, then the only thing that makes me come back is some kind of magical miracle! Well, if you believe in this kind of thing.
"No, it must be useful, this kind of fog is unnatural."
Oh? This third voice looked like a slightly smarter monkey.
"So what should we do? Should we try to talk to the devil?"
demon? I think some people think wizards are demons, but does this mean they don’t know who they have summoned
The organization continued to discuss their next move, which made me feel very disappointed and continued boredom. In the end, they decided to try to talk to me. They thought I was some kind of higher dark lord. If people still believe this Such a deceptive trick, then the times must not have changed much.
"Great Lord of darkness and despair, are you walking among us now?"
Speaking of nǎi cheese! I can hardly suppress the inner groan, even if a demon lord really exists, I doubt that they will find themselves pleased by such words. I feel very sorry, it was a bit embarrassing for this guy, he didn't even have a little embarrassment.
I stopped using my staff to collect the energy of the trees and put it behind me as a temporary seat. It's better to feel comfortable while I continue to observe this boring drama. Then I resumed the harvest, only this time I just put my hand on the tree, and the result was the same reaction. As for my surveillance subjects, when I refused to answer, they returned to the quarrel. Now, if I say that their little quarrel did not make me feel slightly happy, then I am lying, and I get all kinds of happiness from any disputes within a group of people.
"Maybe this fog is our great demon?" Someone called out, letting others think about this stupid idea.
Are these people serious? How come they haven't realized that this is just simple magic
Well, I think it's time to expose myself. Although I have accumulated very little power, I really doubt whether this team can put a lot of effort into this situation. If this is the case, don't mention it again.
I began to utter a Jǐng report to the summoner with a sharp, condescending laugh.
"Fool!" I cried, "How can a group of ignorant guys like you call me?"
I'm actually very curious about this. In my opinion, none of the seven people gathered here have any special talent for magic.
"A woman?"
"But the Dark Lord should be a man!"
"It's not important!" one of them shouted, restoring the order of the organization. "We made no mistakes in the ceremony. She must be our expected call."
The last person to speak broke their circular formation and walked into the center. Although some people (I) might call it stupid ignorance, this guy has the courage. I think this is expected, because they obviously don't know who I am, which makes me a little bit painful. Before I tell them the real horror they call, I will see what kind of information they will provide. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)