Wizard: I can extract identities

Cassius dipped his hands in the black liquid in the basin and began to carve on the floor of the living room. As he moved, dark lines began to appear on the floor. He stopped from time to time and carefully observed each line. After confirming that it was correct, he continued to carve...

In this way, it took nearly half an hour for Cassius to finally draw the entire ceremony on the floor.

When the last stroke was finished, the originally clean floor was already full of various dark lines, and these lines were quite complex, faintly forming a certain pattern, and looked a bit weird, making people dizzy.

"Huh..." Cassius wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Okay! Finally finished."

After saying that, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Although Cassius had just drawn some lines and did not consume too much energy, Cassius still felt quite tired, especially mentally.

After washing his dark hands, Cassius walked to the refrigerator, then picked up two slices of bread and milk from it and ate them. After eating, he felt much better.

Then Cassius drank the remaining milk in the box, put the box on the coffee table, and looked at the lines he had just drawn.

"Is this the ceremony?" Cassius murmured.

Then, Cassius glanced at Alice, gave her a reassuring look, sat down in the center of the ceremony, closed his eyes, and radiated his spiritual power to cover the lines on the floor.

As Cassius's spiritual power penetrated into the lines, the lines suddenly lit up with a faint light, and at the same time a huge spiritual oppression was transmitted to Cassius.

As the lines lit up, a cold and damp feeling suddenly came from the living room, causing Alice to shiver.

And Cassius remained calm, because Cassius knew that the ceremony was about to begin!

Sure enough, as the cold and damp feeling became stronger and stronger, the entire hall became as gloomy and terrifying as a tomb.

Suddenly, wisps of black mist slowly escaped from the patterns on the floor and floated around the room. At the same time, the black mist seemed to be summoned and rushed towards Cassius.

Cassius frowned slightly, but did not dodge, allowing the black mist to attach to his body and then merge into his body.

As the black mist continued to increase, Cassius was gradually covered by a thick layer of black mist, while Alice showed a worried expression beside him and stared at Cassius's figure.

After the black mist entered Cassius's body, Cassius immediately felt that something seemed to be surging in his head, but soon that feeling disappeared.

Moreover, the black mist did not cause any harm to his body, but nourished his body, making Cassius's muscles gradually fuller, and a cold and damp breath continued to spread from his body.

After the black mist passed through his body, it went straight into Cassius's mind. Then Cassius felt his spiritual space suddenly vibrate, and then he saw that the black mist turned into a black rune floating in his spiritual space.

Cassius looked at the black runes in surprise. Cassius could clearly feel that this black rune was very compatible with his soul, and even vaguely formed a resonance.

Cassius tried to control the black rune, and it was very easy to do it. The black rune jumped like a living thing, and a black mist emanated from the rune, constantly changing into various shapes under Cassius' control...

Cassius opened his eyes, and his pupils had turned pitch black, which looked particularly weird, but soon, the pitch black quickly faded and returned to normal.

Alice, who was standing by, immediately walked up to Cassius and asked, "Dear, did you succeed? How do you feel?"

"I succeeded!" Cassius nodded, then stood up and stretched his muscles: "I feel comfortable and full of strength."

As he spoke, Cassius stretched his limbs, twisted his neck, and made a crackling sound.

"What ability did you gain?" Alice asked eagerly.

"The ability to release and manipulate black mist." Cassius replied: "I can release a kind of black mist and manipulate it at will, and can transform it into various shapes!"

While speaking, a ball of inky black mist suddenly emerged from Cassius' right arm, and then instantly condensed into the shape of a dagger. Under Cassius's waving, the dagger flashed with a dark and deep light, leaving a series of afterimages.

"Oh oh oh~~" Alice looked at the dagger and shouted excitedly: "It's amazing!"

"Let me try the effect first." As he said that, Cassius controlled the dagger and shot it towards the chair beside him.

After the dagger flew over, the wooden chair was immediately pierced, and the dagger left a hole as thick as a bowl on one side of the chair, which looked shocking.

Then, the mist turned into a shield, blocking Cassius in front of him.

Cassius clenched his fist and hit the shield, and the shield immediately rippled, but it did not break, and Cassius's fist felt a slight pain.

"The defense is not bad!" Cassius nodded with satisfaction.

You know, Cassius's strength is much greater than that of ordinary people. With the enhancement of the black fog, his current strength has almost reached the limit of human beings. He can block his punch, which shows his defensive power.

Alice looked at this scene and showed a surprised expression: "This black fog can attack and defend, it's really good!"

"Yeah!" Cassius agreed: "Next it's your turn."

As Cassius said, he cleaned up the marks on the floor and asked Alice to draw the ceremony on the floor.

"Okay." Alice responded, and then drew the ceremony seriously.

Cassius did not help Alice to carve the ceremony. It was not that he did not want to help, but that the carving of his ceremony must be carved by the recipient himself, because the carving of the ceremony is related to the success of the ceremony.

In the process of carving the ceremony, the recipient's mental power will be inadvertently integrated into the carved lines, and finally when the ceremony is performed, it is easier to integrate the mental power into the lines.

Alice's speed of carving the pattern was much slower than Cassius's, and it took nearly an hour to finish the carving.

When the last stroke was completed, Alice let out a long breath, and a tired expression appeared on her face.

Alice wiped the sweat from her forehead, sat on the sofa to rest for a while, waited for her condition to stabilize completely, stood up again, walked to the center of the ceremony and sat cross-legged.