According to the instructions of the alchemists.
Huai Shi first opened the top box, took out the token from it, a blood-stained mirror, and put it into the socket of the secret instrument. Then, according to the order, after putting in a lot of materials, a light quickly lit up.
It's here, it's here!
Huai Shi's eyes lit up, and the familiar card drawing process began!
But when the light was extinguished, there was nothing in the secret instrument. There was nothing, no sound, and no existence that followed the summons.
The Fire Eye settlement did not respond to Huai Shi's summons.
He was stunned for a moment, turned around, and looked at Lin Shijiu in the distance. Lin Shijiu was also at a loss. Soon, he conveyed the bridge's suggestion to Huai Shi — continue.
After a short moment of silence, Huai Shi quickly changed the sacrificial offering in the secret ritual and replaced the token. A palm-sized straw doll was placed into the socket.
The light lit up and disappeared immediately.
Still … there was nothing there.
The Thunder Mountain did not respond.
Silence came again.
This time, without waiting for the bridge's suggestion, Huai Shi began to move. He put in a shrunken and shriveled monkey head and activated the secret instrument.
After the light dissipated, the secret instrument was empty.
The Hidden God Mansion did not respond to Huai Shi's summons.
When Huai Shi changed the medium for the fourth time, the array of the secret instrument pointed to 'Midsummer Night's Dream'. With the light, the silence was finally broken.
A strange creature similar to a giant groundhog was projected from it.
It was wearing a miner's hard hat on its head, a strange jacket on its upper body, and a shovel on its shoulder.
The Precipitating Otter, a large group of abyss creatures famous for their excavation and underground fortifications. At the same time, they were one of the partners of the Ivory Tower in hell. They participated in the construction of many branches.
But now, after the projection came down, the Precipitating Otter looked around and scrutinized Huai Shi's unfamiliar face. After confirming that it was the Ivory Tower's summons, it opened its mouth and made a sharp sound.
Its voice was extremely loud, as if several subwoofers had exploded at the same time. Huai Shi was confused by the roar, not knowing what it was doing. However, the mosaic wolfdog next to him raised the sign on its body. The words on the sign changed and began to translate for Huai Shi the sharp sounds of "ah ah".
[I'm sorry — friend, the ivory tower.]
The Precipitated Otter roared and shouted, [Your summons — this time — can't answer — us.]
"Why?" Huai Shi asked.
[Activating — Someone — Thunder's Roar.]
After that, the groundhog-like leader of the group bowed to Huai Shi and disappeared in the projection.
Thunderous Roar.
Huai Shi stared blankly for a long time in disbelief.
If he didn't specifically study history when he was studying alchemy, he wouldn't know what this thing was.
To some extent, this series of things didn't have any f * cking use at all. It was purely a … symbol and decoration, used to symbolize identity and represent something.
Sometimes it was expensive beyond words, sometimes it was worthless.
Just like the Hua Biao of the Eastern Summer genealogy, the Holy Icon of the Russian Federation genealogy, the Nun of the Roman genealogy, and the Proclamation of the New World of the American genealogy … Not only the Present Realm, but even the major forces in the Abyss had such a symbol.
This kind of thing couldn't be used without permission. Not only was it extremely troublesome to make, it was also a consumable that would disappear after it was used up.
But at the same time, it could also represent the wishes of the forces that it belonged to.
Just like the Thunderous Roar of the Sea of Titans, which represented the Hell of the Withered Area.
This group of Abyssal Pygmies who inherited the Giant's Blood was the undisputed overlord of the Withered Area. In the last War of Worlds, they had destroyed the Great Trust represented by the "Purgatory Factory Owners" here.
Since the Thunderous Roar was blown here, it meant that the authority of the Sea of Titans had also descended here. All the Hell that didn't belong to the Sea of Titans were not allowed to enter.
It was like a rabbit that didn't dare to enter the territory of a tiger.
It didn't matter whether the tiger was here or not.
Once they entered, it meant provocation.
But if the Sea of Titans really wanted to compete with the Ivory Tower for the ownership of this Hell, they would have shown themselves a long time ago. Why didn't they blow it earlier or later? They didn't blow it when the Ivy League called for people, but when it was their turn, they started blowing it?
It was obvious that it was the Ivy League's doing.
But this was the most troublesome part about the ritual tool.
It didn't matter whether the big shots it represented were here or not, but … whether you cared about those big shots.
Indeed, Hell was so big and there were so many factions. The Sea of Titans' reputation might not be useful everywhere, and there were definitely a lot of opposing factions. However, the Ivy League only needed to blow a trumpet to reduce the number of summoning options available to him by more than half.
Huai Shi's mood suddenly became bad.
Not far away, Lin Shijiu felt that the teacher was getting worse and worse, and shrank back a little more.
Huai Shi didn't fly into a rage. He just stood under the dim yellow sunset and quietly finished smoking a cigarette. After he raised his foot to extinguish the cigarette, he picked and chose among the tokens in the box and filtered out those that would definitely not respond to him. What was left were the opposing factions of the Sea of Titans and the huge group that didn't care about these disputes at all.
Similarly, the employment price … would definitely be more expensive and harsh.
But now, did Huai Shi have a choice?
He calmly put a piece of the shriveled snake corpse into the summoning secret tool, and then waited quietly.
As the light lit up.
A huge shadow slowly rose from it.
The pressure from the leader of a large group spread with scarlet pupils.
"The Ivory Tower?"
The gargoyle, a bat-winged demon that looked like it was made of iron and stone, appeared in the secret tool. It lowered its head and stared at its summoner. "It's a strange face … It doesn't matter."
He paused and asked indifferently, "Young man, I have come according to the summoning of the Ivory Tower. Do you need the Ironstone Settlement to fight for you?"
A huge pressure spread forward.
But the expected panic did not appear. The young man looked up at him and nodded calmly. "Yes."
"Disaster musician? Hey, I have seen humans like you. "
The gargoyle seemed to become a little strange, but soon returned to normal, but its tone was not so cold.
"It sounds like you are quite satisfied with me."
Huai Shi raised his eyebrows slightly. "Can we start talking about the conditions?"
The gargoyle was silent for a long time, and its tone gradually became serious. "Our asking price is not cheap —"
"I understand."
Huai Shi shrugged and listened attentively.
"Then, how about a castle?"
After a brief look, the gargoyle opened its bloody mouth. "There needs to be enough space for forty gargoyles to camp and rest in. The specific specifications are here."
A piece of parchment emerged from its sharp claws. On it was a detailed description of the specific area of the castle and the internal configuration, including the detailed specifications of the tower, the city wall, and the moat.
It even included the materials needed for the secret tool inside.
Everything was of the highest specifications.
This was the price of hiring them.
As a gargoyle that had once been a guardian, it was also known as the "Night Dragon." While it had strong combat power, it also had good integrity and moral character that was rarely seen in the abyss. At least, it had never been heard of them betraying their employers.
However, the asking price was always high, and they would always refuse the employer's unreasonable requests.
In short, although they had integrity and were not weak in combat, they were very difficult to serve.
And for betrayers of the contract, they would chase them to the ends of the earth at all costs.
If Huai Shi did not fulfill his promise after agreeing here, then all the gargoyles in hell would regard the Ivory Tower as their number one enemy.
What the Ivory Tower needed to pay was to build a castle for them to live in in hell within a year. And in return, there would be twenty gargoyles fighting for him here.
The deadline was three months.
After the last day of the third month, they would not stay for even a second longer.
In all fairness, this price was already very exaggerated. It had to be said that the gargoyle's price was a bit high … but Huai Shi agreed very quickly.
After all, he was not the one paying!
There would not be a second time for him to swipe his card and pay for Russell's bill!
The moment Huai Shi signed his name, dozens of huge and ferocious silhouettes walked out of the summoning secret tool. In addition to the one who had just negotiated with Huai Shi, twenty gargoyles from the Dark Abyss Stronghold appeared in the secret tool with their spears and javelins.
In the next three months, they would fight for the Ivory Tower.
In addition to the terrifying defense of these flying hell species, they were made of iron and stone. In other words, even if they were exposed to the night of the Twilight Village, they would not have to worry about being petrified. Their combat ability had been recognized through countless mercenary wars.
Then, Huai Shi waved his hand, indicating for Lin Shijiu to bring the gargoyles into the outer encampment, still in front of the summoning secret tool, and then put in the next medium.
As the light lit up, a black Naga riding a huge lizard appeared in the engraving. He was covered in black scales, carrying a bow and a scimitar on his back.
His yellow vertical pupils stared straight at Huai Shi and slightly contracted.
He seemed to be scrutinizing.
Huai Shi tilted his head and also looked at him. After a long time, he smiled and said, "Name a price."
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In this way, half an hour later, twenty-one gargoyles, eighty Naga Undead Army, and an army of more than eight hundred Abyss Ratmen, a total of three large groups from hell joined the Iron Crystal Constellation's camp.
After watching the noisy Ratmen crowded together into the distance, Huai Shi raised his head and stared at the twilight in the sky that was about to disappear, but he did not stop the summoning.
Instead, after a short silence, he pulled out the Sword of Virtue from his arms and inserted it into the array.
The light lit up again.
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