Looking at the magic ritual appearing on the desk, Li Qing was silent. He felt like a naive little lamb entering a hideout in the unknown depths of the abyss, where countless devils lurked.
After all, it seemed like everyone else among the thirteen people was quite accustomed to it.
Two hours passed after the explanation of the magical meanings.
Rosenberg: "Does anyone have any questions, students?"
Seeing everyone remain silent, Rosenberg clapped his hands, smiling, "Everyone, your meditation skill has at least engraved one line, so this Saint Summoning should be quite easy. Or rather, as long as you can sense your spiritual power and release spiritual fluctuation, there should be no problem.
Today’s lesson is over. I need you to complete your Saint Summoning ritual before tomorrow’s class. This is your homework, um, I hope everyone can complete it smoothly."
But Rosenberg’s tone was revealingly malicious, obviously expecting some students to fail.
Meditating on a line within the light ball group...
Isn’t that a bit too little.
Li Qing felt the glowing ball in his mind, three hundred and sixty-five brilliant lines waiting to emit starlight, spreading across his consciousness area and forming magic power within his body.
When Rosenberg left, the classroom fell into an odd silence. After a minute or two, seeing some people leave, Li Qing calmly walked out too.
Anna turned her head and glanced at him midway, and Li Qing sharply sensed the malice within.
These guys are as disgusting as some people in the workplace, with narrow minds. As long as things slightly don’t go their way or if you unknowingly provoke them, they hold grudges and constantly set traps for you.
Li Qing completely doesn’t want to engage in mind games with such people. Instead, he directly flips the table, buying a burlap sack and ambushing them in an alley when they work late to teach them a lesson.
Of course, Li Qing was cautious doing such things, planning their routes and avoiding surveillance cameras.
If he wasn’t annoyed to the core, Li Qing wouldn’t have done such things.
After laying low for several days, quietly beating them several times, they finally called the police. Li Qing was taken for questioning but maintained his composure, using time gaps to eliminate any suspicion.
Thinking of this, Li Qing pushed open the classroom door, feeling a slight headache. His wrist badge flashed, and once back in his safe house, he quickly closed the door.
Though such actions relieved some inner frustration, the planning involved was meticulous, akin to engaging in mind games with that person.
However, as long as he doesn’t remove the black robe, doesn’t reveal his name, and completely adheres to the Gray Magic Academy’s rules, he can return to his own world from the safe house.
No matter what others do, his life safety remains intact.
Upon entering the safe house, Li Qing rested slightly before heading straight to the basement, slowly walking onto the priest’s platform.
Summoning the demon within, according to the magic technique, it’s about connecting to the unknown other space and summoning terrifying creatures. The state of one’s inner being will likely be reflected.
Taking out his recorded notes, Li Qing frowned deeply. What is this nonsense?
Li Qing couldn’t help but mutter.
"Let me see, shattered innards, coagulated blood, entwined tentacles, silent eyeballs, twisted plants, shriveled limbs, incomplete brain, scarlet fruit..."
Li Qing put down the list, remained silent for a while, then swiftly left the safe house and returned to the real world. After removing his black robe, he checked the time, 12:01.
Quickly going downstairs to a nearby 24-hour supermarket’s fresh food section, he made a big purchase, then returned to his rental apartment, put on the black robe again, and activated his badge to enter the safe house.
All the way down to the basement, Li Qing set up a small pot on the alchemy platform by the altar, casually tossing in hot pot base seasoning while stirring with chopsticks, cleaning the purchased items. The source of this content ɪs novel✶fire.net
"Tripe, blood tofu, squid tentacles, sheep eyeballs, kelp knots, marinated pork, brain flower, and spicy pot, um... also a cup of lemon juice."
Once confirmed that these ingredients match the sacrificial items needed from the list, Li Qing boiled the hot pot, then carefully poured all the ingredients in. Once the aroma wafted out, he cautiously placed the hot pot onto the altar.
Li Qing stood up, his face solemn, slowly closing his eyes, skillfully emptying his mind, and began chanting the magic syllables.
"With true name as offering, please connect to the hell’s depths demon, begging Him to descend to the mortal realm, take away the sacrificial items with my name, borrow your power, awaken the world’s sanctity. May the sun fall into western dust, may light disappear, listen to my call, rising from hell, let darkness descend."
Strange, awkward magic syllables slowly uttered from Li Qing’s mouth, the spiritual light ball in his mind started vibrating continuously, spreading invisible spiritual power. Once reaching a specific frequency, Li Qing suddenly sensed the existence of an otherworldly space.
It seemed incredibly far yet almost within reach.
This was not spatial distance but a temporal distance.
Next came utilizing his spiritual power to begin summoning the demon within his heart.
Not sure how long it took, maybe three minutes, maybe half an hour.
The entire basement unknowingly became enveloped in shadows. The light from wall lamps and candles began rapidly contracting; besides a few flickering light sources, everything else fell into darkness.
Gradually, some ambiguous words quietly echoed beside Li Qing’s ears, as if something eerie was watching him, speaking strange words.
Feeling it, Li Qing’s back hairs stood up instantly, under expanded spiritual sensing, somewhere around him, maybe the left, maybe the right, with distorted perception made him feel a shape-shifting dark shadow floating near.
Even with closed eyes, Li Qing could feel it gazing with twisted eyes, tilting its neck at an impossible angle, then getting closer and almost brushing his skin.
Seemed like it circled him once before facing him straight.
They were void-like eyes.
Absolutely cannot open his eyes, or he’ll be devoured!!!
At this moment, Li Qing’s body was trembling; this was a dimensional repression from body and soul.
After a while, Li Qing forced himself to calm down. He continued with closed eyes, following the established summoning ritual process.