The sky that was always gray and gloomy, the environment of black, white, and gray that was almost dead, the rotten undead creatures that wandered everywhere, and the mountains and cities that were messy reflected together constituted the most profound impression of the World of Souls.
In this place, the Dark Mountain Range that sloped from the southwest to the northeast was abruptly broken into three sections. Some of the mountains ran to another mountain and stood on top of each other as if they were performing acrobatics. The black and gray towering trees, on the other hand, were still there, but they were no longer brimming with vitality. Instead, they looked like coffins.
The most famous space cracks in the Dark Mountain Range were reflected in this place too, but they were connected in midair and stabbed to the ground obliquely, serving as the 'end of the world' on the other side of the mountain range. The Silver Moon Alterna's twisted space also interfered with the World of Souls.
Somewhere in the reflection of the Dark Mountain Range, in a place covered by the towering trees, a complicated and weird magic circle appeared at some point. The silver magic patterns that were extending to the underground and the void were mixed with a few divine symbols, which constituted the magic circle that was flowing like a ball.
Seeing the magic patterns and the divine symbols flowing in the void in a strange and regular way, Lucien felt that his head was dizzy, as if he had the feeling of reading the legendary classes in the Book of Astrology and Elements for the first time. However, after slightly focusing his attention and stabilizing his soul, he was back to normal.
Fernando, whose red magic robe was dragging on the ground, stared at the magic circle solemnly with lightning bouncing in his eyes and asked in a low voice, "Is it really going to be fine?"
There was no subject in his question, but his eyes and the environment suggested that he was asking about the magic circle that could make one become a demigod.
"It should be fine." Lucien did not give a definite answer, as such things could not be guaranteed. "If it doesn't go as planned, we'll abort it immediately and return to Allyn."
Fernando lowered his eyes, covering the silver arcs inside. "In order to prepare the magic circle, we've stayed in the World of Souls for a long time. Now that everything is ready, let's begin."
"Okay." Lucien nodded and adjusted his black bow tie. He took out the silver 'Moon Timer' that was full of mechanical beauty and opened the cover. The mysterious feeling of time immediately enveloped the surroundings.
After taking a look at the time, Lucien closed the Moon Timer. But this time, he didn't put the Moon Timer into his vest pocket. Instead, he stuffed it into his black double-breasted frock coat through the thin silver chain.
Then, Lucien took off the black double-breasted suit that the Robe of Grand Arcanists had turned into, took off the Congus Ring, the Holm Crown Ring, the Ice & Snow Medal, the monocle, and other magic items, and slowly walked to the center of the magic circle.
After helping Lucien put away the magic items, Fernando looked at him, who was wearing a white shirt and a yellow vest, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."
Lucien nodded. He took out many magic gems and let them fly into the holes of the magic circle as the energy source for the initial activation. Later, he would have to make use of the power of the World of Souls, as well as the power of feelings and the power of faith.
The brilliant and quiet magic gems were embedded into the holes of the magic circle, dyeing the spherical magic circle that was full of mystery and weirdness in a layer of colorful brilliance, making it even more mysterious and dreamy.
Lucien extended his right hand and pressed on a stone platform that protruded from the ground at the center. He opened his mouth and let out a voice that sounded like the passage of time.
Then, the stone platform burst out the brightest light, which flowed to every position of the magic circle along the magic lines. The magic gems were illuminated one after another, and mysterious symbols protruded out.
The whole magic circle was brighter and brighter. At this moment, from the magic patterns that extended to the ground, illusionary and dark 'water' slowly flowed out.
The hundreds of square kilometers nearby were immediately dyed with the air of arrogance, greed, hatred, jealousy, pain, indulgence, and hypocrisy, as if the most desperate and negative feelings in everybody's heart were manifested. Even though their bodies were still alive, their souls had already fallen into hell!
Right when the negative feelings that represented the primeval devils popped up, sacred and hollow songs and praises suddenly echoed in the sky. The pure light that looked like little angels poured down along the divine power symbols that extended into the void solemnly and magnificently, making the sky hundreds of square kilometers around look like a paradise on earth!
If one listened carefully, they would hear that the praises were praising the almighty God of Steam, the dominator who controlled the boundary between life and death, and Atlantis on earth.
Those spots of light gradually turned into a shadow in midair. It was a bald dwarf who was full of loftiness and whose head was full of mysterious patterns.
Lightning that looked like mental waves burst out of the head of this "Yuri" and crawled into the void in sizzling sounds.
In Dumute, Heit, the God of Craftsmen, suddenly stiffened and stood where he was like a statue. His body was enshrouded in the brilliance of godhood that ordinary people could not see, and a statue of the bald Yuri protruded out of his body!
He had always thought that he had grasped the secrets of "Yuri's statue" and that he could steal the power of faith from Lucien, the God of Steam, in return. However, at the critical moment, he became the source of energy and provided the power of faith for the dwarves in a whole kingdom!
In the World of Souls, the "paradise" in the sky and the "hell" on the ground surged at each other as if they had encountered their most hated enemy the moment they appeared. Therefore, half of the ball-like magic circle was dyed in the sacred, overwhelming whiteness, and the other half turned into the darkness of corruption and desperation.
The two of them entangled fiercely and enshrouded Lucien at the center!
When Lucien was about to be infiltrated by the power of faith and the power of feelings, unpredictable hymns suddenly came from the high sky, and a sacred, overwhelming light of judgment fell from the sky, hitting the ball-like magic circle and Lucien at the center!
In the high sky, a seven-floored mountain of brilliance was almost visible, and the faces of the angels could be seen clearly. Standing before the projection of Mountain Paradise was a white-haired old man. His face was gentle and peaceful, and he was holding a platinum staff in his hand.
Pope Viken, the strongest demigod, had come in person to stop Lucien from breaking into the demigod level!
Also, he did not take action earlier or later but launched the "Light of Judgment" when the magic circle had been activated but had no obvious effect. It was exactly because he wanted to stop Lucien and make him suffer the recoil of the magic circle, the power of feelings, and the power of faith so that he would not be able to break into the demigod level in the next seventy to eighty years!
Other people can't find you, but as a demigod who has become a demigod with the power of faith, I can certainly capture the flow and gathering location of the power of faith. I've been waiting for this moment for days!
Fernando had sensed something when the hymns echoed. He looked at the sky and chanted the obscure spell.
"Abrupt Reverse!"
A mirror that was full of patterns appeared above the ball-like magic circle. A channel to another world seemed to be hidden inside the mirror.
Pa!
The "Light of Judgment" hit the mirror of the "Abrupt Reverse" and shattered it into pieces!
The highest achievement of single defense spells was only enough for one attack in front of a demigod!
Viken raised his platinum staff, and all the angels in Mountain Paradise flapped their wings and unleashed spots of brilliance. Another "Light of Judgment" was condensed almost without any interval. It was the unique ability of a demigod. He could launch another round of attacks with the power of faith without consuming himself or waiting for the buffer time.
Fernando had no time to cast another spell. His left eye suddenly turned dark, and silver lightning flashed inside, as if there was a world of storms inside.
It was "Eye of Storm", his unique legendary item.
It was a pity that Fernando was too slow to use the legendary item. The storm barrier had hardly been established when it was penetrated by the "Light of Judgment".
The light that was brimming with the air of judging everything in the world penetrated the storm barrier layer by layer and hit the ball-like magic circle.
The ball-like magic circle immediately trembled violently. Had it not been for the fact that the power of the "Light of Judgment" had been mostly consumed, and that it boasted certain defensive abilities after borrowing the power of the World of Souls, it would've been broken!
However, Viken aimed the platinum staff at Lucien this time!
Suddenly, a bright Silver Moon rose in the gray and gloomy sky, driving away the monotonous black, white, and gray. The whole Dark Mountain Range was no longer lifeless.
The Silver Moon fell abruptly at Viken.
The Silver Moon emitted cold and dreamy brilliance, leaving a long tail behind as if it were burning because of the friction with the air. However, if one were to observe more carefully, they would find that it was not a Silver Moon at all but a girl whose blond hair was tied up next to her. She was holding a longsword enshrouded in black flames and slashing it at Viken!
She stared at Viken attentively with her crimson eyes, as if she were looking at the most delicious food in the world.
Faced with the full-strength strike of the Silver Moon, Viken had to change his direction and did not take the opportunity to break through Fernando who was at the end of his rope.
However, at this moment, a layer of fire that emitted the intense stink of sulfur was ignited on the ground. The bottomless canyon, the stinky swamp, the frost plain, and the bronze castle were suddenly revealed.
An enormous volcano protruded out, and an enormous shadow leaped out of the crater where flames and smoke were spurting out. There was vague mockery in his crimson eyes.
Maltimus, the Lord of Hell!
In the high sky, Viken looked at the Silver Moon and smiled. He had guessed that Lucien Evans would ask for your help! After all, it was against his principles and the direction of the Congress of Magic. He certainly wouldn't dare to do it in Allyn. Except for his teacher Fernando, he probably wouldn't dare to ask for the help of other legendary sorcerers. Naturally, the only targets left would be Rhein and you. So, would I not make other preparations?
Although Maltimus was your ally before, he certainly did not want to see Lucien Evans become a demigod. Therefore, he is my ally in this matter!
There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. That is the motto of devils!
… …
On the top floor of the Allyn magic tower, Douglas looked at his pocket watch and the sky outside. He stood up slowly and said in a low and firm voice, "Let's begin. Activate the defense of Allyn."
Next to him, Brook and Hathaway were standing.
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