In the evening.
Søren had changed into a tight suit. He cut his shoulder-length hair with a curved sword and cut it to about the length of his earlobe. At this moment, his appearance was a little different from before. There was almost nothing on his body. His wrists and legs were wrapped with cloth strips, and he didn't wear any armor, not even light leather armor. The only thing that stood out was the Battlemaster Gloves on his hands. Almost all of his equipment and weapons were in it.
Next to Søren was Vivian with a pout. The little girl looked unhappy and muttered, "I want to go too!"
"Brother, why don't you let me go with you? If we go together, we might be able to kill those aborigines directly. I'm worried about you going alone. There are so many of them. What if you're discovered? "
Søren squatted down when he heard this. He reached out and stroked Vivian's little head and said softly, "If I go and you go with me, then there will be no one to guard the camp. If something happens, those pirates will easily collapse. I'll be more relieved if you stay here. Besides, there won't be any danger if I go alone. There are almost no people in this place who can stop me from coming and going freely. "
Speaking of this, Søren's face showed a confident smile.
He had been to many dangerous areas. There were many monsters in the Abyss that could see through invisibility and seal the plane, but he still went back and forth. Although his strength was not as strong as before, there were no real gods in the Outer Islands. At most, there were some legendary monsters that were close to the demigod level. Throughout the thousands of years of the Outer Islands, no one had heard of a god with weak divine power. Perhaps it was because the Storm Lord was above them, and he would kill any signs of a god with weak divine power.
"Okay."
Vivian nodded gently, but the expression on her cute little face was still a little unhappy. She looked at Søren seriously and said with a serious expression, "Brother, you can go alone, but you have to let me leave a spell mark on you. That way, if you're in danger, I can find a way to teleport to help you."
Spell imprint?
Søren didn't think too much about it. He nodded and said, "Alright."
Vivian clapped her hands and stood up. She looked around with her big round eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking. Once Søren agreed, she immediately began to cast her spell.
Something was wrong!
Søren felt that something was wrong when the little girl started casting her spell.
Spell Imprint was a very simple low-level arcane spell. With Vivian's strength as a Legendary Warlock and her powerful talent, it was impossible for her to take such a long time to cast it. Although Søren's Spellcraft Identify wasn't high enough to determine what spell the little girl was casting, he was sure that it was a very difficult spell. It was probably a Level 6 or higher spell. He wanted to interrupt the little girl's spellcasting, but he was afraid that it would hurt her.
"Vivian! … You! … What are you doing?! … "
Søren had no choice but to stare at Vivian until she finished chanting the last part of the spell. Only then did he understand what spell she was casting.
A terrible pressure shrouded the area!
This pressure was stronger than the Dragon's Aura of an adult dragon, but it wasn't as overbearing. Following the appearance of a spell, a portal opened in front of the two of them. A creature full of power and divine radiance appeared from the portal. It first glanced at Søren, then its eyes fell on the little Vivian. This creature full of divine power and divine radiance stared at the little girl in front of it. It couldn't help but frown slightly and said in a dull voice, "Spellcaster! … Are you summoning me? … You look like a little girl who hasn't grown up, whether it's your body or your soul! … "
"Are you sure you want to make a deal with me?! … "
Djinn!?
When Søren saw the creature in front of him, he immediately guessed what spell Vivian had just cast.
— — "Limited Wish! [Level 7 Spell] "
The Djinn in front of him looked a bit like the monster in Aladdin's magic lamp. Its upper body was still in human form, and its skin was pale blue. Its pupils seemed to flash with lightning from time to time, which was the light of divinity. Any djinn summoned by Wish was at the level of a god. The strength level of the one in front of him couldn't be judged, but it was definitely a Djinn above the demigod level. The djinn of the elemental plane had special rules. They followed the constraints of contracts and laws, and would trade with spellcasters when necessary.
This was a Djinn above the demigod level!
Now it was its avatar, not the main body of the Djinn. Only some very special transactions could make the main body of the Djinn appear.
It was even possible to summon the oldest elemental god!
(Knowledge [War]: The creatures of the Wind Elemental Plane once beat up the Abyss Demons, and these Djinn were the vanguards.)
…
Vivian looked up at Søren, and then said to the Djinn in front of her with a serious face, "@ # … ¥* # @ ¥# @ #% @ #% # ¥% … # ¥% @ # ¥@% ¥@ @ #% @ @ #% #! … "
As soon as the little girl spoke.
Søren was instantly dumbfounded because she was speaking the demonic language.
He had never felt so deeply that learning a foreign language was so important, especially when it came to the Demonic Language, which was widely used in many planes.
The Djinn was a neutral creature.
The four elemental planes were basically not involved in the battle between the upper and lower planes. Unless there was any idiot who was ready to unify the universe and transform the entire multidimensional plane into one form, the four elemental planes would basically not stand up and do anything. Therefore, the Djinn could also trade with the demons. As long as it was any spellcaster who used the Wishing Spell, they could trade with them.
So the Djinn also said in the demonic language that Søren could not understand at all, "@ # @ #% @ #% ¥#% … @&* @ # # @&*% @ #&* … @ # ¥& * @ ¥@ # ¥…"
This was going to kill him!
Søren wanted to interrupt Vivian and let her communicate in the common language, but he was afraid that this would anger the Djinn.
These Djinn were actually not easy to talk to.
But before Søren could speak, the Djinn seemed to have reached some kind of consensus with Vivian. Then it took out a roll of parchment out of thin air, held a quill pen and began to write quickly. Soon, it filled a contract scroll. It squatted down and handed the contract scroll in its hand to the little Vivian. The little girl looked at it carefully for a while, then pointed out one of the points and argued fiercely with the Djinn. It was obvious that the difference in strength between the two sides was huge, but in the face of the little girl's impolite tone of argument, the Djinn was not angry at all.
Their contract was full of all kinds of traps. Anyone would bargain with them before trading with them!
Not much time had passed.
Soon, the Djinn's face showed a trace of amazement and said seriously, "Very good. According to the contract, I will take a part of your divine power, and then give you some other abilities in return. "
"Little girl!"
"If there is no problem, then sign it."
Vivian was very fast. She picked up the quill pen and signed it. Then the Djinn's face showed a satisfied smile. It raised its hand and pointed at Vivian. A special contract power emerged and took a part of the little girl's divine power. Then it stretched out its finger and pointed at Vivian and Søren, and a divine light appeared in its eyes.
In an instant!
As if he had been electrocuted, Søren couldn't help but tremble.
Then he felt Vivian beside him. He didn't see her with his eyes, but he felt it with his soul. It was a very wonderful feeling. He could determine Vivian's position and how far away she was from him. As long as he concentrated, he could lock the little girl's specific direction.
It was like a very strong telepathy!
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