The bone of sin domain is king

Chapter 177 Seven Acts. Ceremony
somewhere unknown.

The freezing winter has just begun, the gloomy sky is covered with snow, and the dark brown branches are covered with last night's snow. Dawn has not yet come, and the world is still in a state of tranquility.

In the distance, the moss-covered old-style buildings are still in a deep sleep, only the windows of the corridor reflect the candlelight, swaying in the morning wind that reveals the coolness of the last winter.

But in a corner of the third floor of the villa, in the room at the end of the corridor, there was a cold light that was different from the candle.

With half-open windows, fluttering curtains, and the dim light of the morning star, there is a long table that is not neat and messy with metal utensils placed on it.

In the jars, the colorless liquid was extremely viscous, distorting the light, and the test tubes filled with colorful liquids were labeled and neatly displayed on delicate wooden shelves.

One end of the balance is a brand-new weight. You can faintly see the newly-made words of the holy war calendar in [-] marked with ancient characters on the side, while the other end is black powder piled up on white paper. After shaking it a little, the balance The pointer of the watch becomes stable, and finally reverberates around the scale indicating balance.

"Just right."

Shaking the powder on the paper into the beaker, the young man—perhaps he should be called a boy—put the weight back into the box with tweezers, and then deftly took out a bottle of green liquid from the wooden shelf on the wall. .

Although the linen woven robe was rough and incomparable to the cashmere shirt he usually wears, he was more willing to endure this moment of discomfort than the scolding he would receive after being soiled by various experimental reagents .

The boy's face was pale, and his black pupils were staring at the experimental equipment in his hand.

"...The next step is to slowly pour this into a beaker and stir it with a glass rod to fully dissolve it."

As if a little unsure of himself, the young man muttered, while following the operating instructions in the book spread out by the table, he put the bottle mouth close to the beaker and tilted it slowly.

The turquoise liquid flowed into the cup along the wall of the cup, and as soon as it came into contact with the black powder, it made a sizzling sound and smoke curled up at the same time, and the pungent smell spread in the air, making the young man feel annoyed why he forgot Wear a mask for this experiment.

One-third of the beaker was quickly filled, and the reaction in the beaker gradually weakened with the stirring of the glass rod. After about a quarter of an hour, the original black powder and turquoise liquid merged into a bright yellow solution.

"Success."

Although according to the method in the book, there is almost no reason for failure, but the boy is still secretly jumping for joy at the bright yellow liquid in front of him.

At least, I still have something I can do.

Thinking of the meeting that could be called a nightmare three weeks ago, he shook his head, trying to expel those words from his mind and concentrate on the beaker in front of him.

He picked up the tweezers, took out a crimson crystal from the ornate silver box at hand, and carefully put it into the solution.

There was no reaction, but the boy didn't stop what he was doing.

He stirred it with a glass rod for a while, waited for the bright yellow liquid to turn dark red, then poured the solution in the beaker into a test tube and went to the other corner of the room.

This place has been emptied long ago, the clean and tidy floor can not see a trace of dust, only a complex pattern is faintly visible.

The young man leaned down, and carefully poured the liquid in the test tube along the edge of the pattern. Soon, the sunken pattern was filled with dark red liquid.

It was a circular magic circle, but the complex characters and lines appeared extremely harmonious, simple and graceful.

In the center of the magic circle, there is a red gem, which is shining faintly.

"Perfect."

The boy let out a long sigh of relief when he saw the magic circle formed.

Then, he took out a silver pendant set with aquamarine from his pocket, grabbed the thin string of the pendant with his right hand, and hung it directly above the magic circle.

As if resonating, the aquamarine and the red crystal immediately flickered synchronously.

"Together with the endless void, build a channel of magic power, tell prayers, and perceive responses."

What he chanted was neither magical spells nor words in the books beside him, but rather, the theory that served as the foundation of the foundation.

thump--

The heart seemed to miss a beat, and a little ripple could be felt from the pendant.

It's like throwing a stone into a calm lake.

The dry and cold air in the early morning was mixed with the aura of restlessness. The dark red liquid that was the main body of the magic circle seemed to be affected by this restlessness, and gradually became rippled.

At first there were subtle fluctuations, then large-scale agitation, and finally, like boiling, the dark red liquid vibrated, resonating with the shining blue pendant in the young man's hand, and the frequency of flickering and the frequency of vibration tended to be consistent. .

Then, larger fluctuations spread in the air.

His right hand trembled as if it was out of his control. The young man looked embarrassed and unconsciously pressed his left hand on his right wrist, trying to control the expanding resonance reaction.

The crimson crystal bursts out with dazzling light, which complements the brilliance of aquamarine.

At this time, the young man bit the index finger of his left hand lightly, and the bright red blood flowed down the fingertips and dripped into the magic circle.

hum-

On the magic circle, the silver world strings intertwined, entangled the boy's right hand and the pendant, and he felt as if he was floating in the water, unable to touch anything. After this feeling lasted for a certain period of time, he seemed to have caught it. Like a life-saving straw, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"... Heroic spirits from the long past, respond to my call and appear here."

At the end of the long series of incantations was his somewhat unsteady call.

Then, the explosion happened.

The frenzied wind made the whole room into a mess, the young man was shaken back by the shock wave, and felt a burst of blood rushing to his chest.

He was ashamed and struggled to get up from the broken table.

Then, in a cloud of smoke, he saw the figure of "that".

Among the tattered armor were dense bones, a tall man with a huge long sword on his back, which was extremely frightening, and in his empty eyes, a dark blue fire was flickering.

"Skeleton???"

The boy was surprised for a while, and then turned into incomparable loss.

This summoning spell cost him a long time and was his last hope for a comeback, but he didn't expect that what he summoned was the most inferior skeleton! ! ?
Sure enough, he is the trash in their mouths?

The young man sighed, but soon, the skeleton's behavior shocked him again.

Because the lowest undead, after looking around, stretched out his hand towards the young man.

"Alphonse, the heroic spirit, came here according to the call. Let me ask you, are you my summoner?"

Made up another name, Skeleton, Rosen said to the boy in front of him.

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