Boom Rumble!! With a burst of thunder, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, reflecting the silhouette of an ancient castle on the top of the mountain, which was even more eerie in black and white. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was no electricity in the castle, and in the huge study, only a little candle the size of a bean illuminated a place in front of the desk, and a thin man in a black robe was lying in the dim light, constantly writing something on a piece of paper.

"No, no, there's something wrong with this word, and it has to be changed here! "He used a pen to quickly cross out the few words he had just written, sometimes meditating, sometimes writing hard, and a thick piece of parchment had been scratched out beyond recognition, and he could vaguely see intermittent words and phrases and some key words that were difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Damn, there's no way this spell can be summoned." He rudely crumpled the paper with the handwriting on it and threw it on the ground, which could be seen everywhere on the heavy carpet, and he didn't know how many times he had revised it and overturned it.

The man jerked back in the chair behind him, a heavy sigh came out of his mouth.

This sigh seemed to exhaust his strength, his hand hung weakly, and suddenly he had no strength to hold the pen, this feeling of weakness and weakness was not a feeling, but a reality.

It was the power of the curse, Qin Gang clenched his fingers hard, the firm grip gave him some sense of security, but it made him even more frightened in his heart, it seems that my time is running out! Qin Gang thought about it, his eyes fell on the cover of a book on the desk, it was a heavy ancient book with a metal shell, and a huge eye with purple pupils on the cover was staring at him like a living person at this time.

Qin Gang's hand gently brushed the cover of the page, and with the gentle movement of the relief ravine, it was gentle and delicate as if caressing the face of a lover, but his face kept changing, a little tender for a moment, and a little fear for a moment, so he rubbed it for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and opened the book with determination.

Qin Gang's gaze kept sweeping over the pages, wandering between the summoning spells that had been tried, the pages kept turning, and the illustrations of creatures from other worlds kept flashing in front of his eyes, evil spirits, krakens, demons, for which Qin Gang had long been familiar with them, what he wanted to look for now were some clues that he hadn't noticed in the past.

"There must be something, there must be something." He muttered, trying to grasp at the last straw. However, it didn't work, and he had tried each of the spells in the book more than once.

"Damn, what kind of spell does it take to summon the Lamp God?!" Qin Gang angrily closed the book.

That's right, what Qin Gang wanted to summon was the legendary lamp god.

He has sent a summoning to every otherworld, trying every secret name of the gods. But the result? He summoned all sorts of strange things, and even accidentally summoned Samos, the evil god of the Gozares world, during the last summoning ritual.

Why? - Doesn't the god of lights exist? He thought wildly in his mind, his chest felt tight, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, he lowered his head and looked at the trembling palms full of black blood.

It was the pain left by being cursed by the evil god Samos, and it really deserved to be one of the seven demon gods of purgatory, even the tears of the phoenix could not completely lift the curse.

"No, it's impossible, the god of lights must exist, I must have missed some details, yes, it must be so." As if to persuade himself, Qin Gang casually wiped his palm on the slightly worn black robe on his body, suddenly grabbed a piece of paper, and started to write and draw again.

"Damn, I'm running out of time!" Qin Gang muttered to himself, a trace of despair flashed in his heart, but he was resolute by nature and immediately shook his head, "It doesn't matter, as long as you can successfully summon the lamp god and make three wishes, the curses and injuries on your body can be easily solved, now you must concentrate!" ”

His mind fell back to the otherworldly book in front of him, and his mind raced faster than ever, (If the lamp god is not among the nine known otherworlds, then it is obvious that it should be in some other unknown dimension that has not yet been recorded, which means that I am afraid I will have to use a random summoning spell.) ）

(Yes, that's it, the spell has never been used, just because everyone is afraid to use it, but what if the god of lights happens to need this spell to summon?) ）

He wrote the first line of the incantation on the paper - "Unknown existence from the unknown world. 】

The brain is still running, and the appearance of the lamp god is described very differently in each era, so it should be able to change its appearance automatically.

So the second sentence should be: "O indescribable, ineffable, unknown form, mysterious and mysterious deity.] 】

He wrote the second line of the incantation again.

(That's right, that's it!) The more Qin Gang thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense, and after ignoring the danger of the random summoning spell, his thoughts gradually became clearer, and the pen was like a divine help, and after a moment of effort, a new spell had been completed.

He re-read the contents of the spell, and although he didn't dare to say that it was nine out of ten, at least there was a chance.

His eyes darkened, a sign that the curse was deepening, (Damn, those abominable purifiers, if they hadn't suddenly rushed into the hall while they were performing their summoning ritual, how could they have been injured by the evil gods in a hurry?!) Sooner or later, I will make you go up in smoke, and as long as I summon the god of lights and make those three wishes, none of you will be able to escape. ）

While thinking hatefully, Qin Gang stuffed the spell he had just written into the inner pocket of the black robe, clamped the book under his rib with one hand, staggered out of the study, walked through the long corridor, pushed open the door of the ancient castle, and stepped into the wind and rain outside the door.

The wind and rain in early spring were unusually cold, and the raindrops carried ice particles, blowing on the face like a knife. The cold wind howled, instantly making Qin Gang cold to the bone.

However, this cold could not suppress the frenzied flames in Qin Gang's heart, and the new spell brought him a new hope, and he walked towards the front of the courtyard, where in the darkness, a low building was entrenched like a creeping beast, and a lightning bolt struck, illuminating the exterior of the building, as well as a swarthy door.

Pushing the door open hard, Qin Gang stepped in, the door closed behind him, and the cold and wind and rain were blocked behind him.

He descended the stairs and gradually entered the hall of the gloomy basement.

In the corner of the empty hall, several men and women who were also wearing black robes were talking about something in a whisper, and when they saw him walk in, they immediately stood up, looking a little flustered and uneasy.

"The hosts! There you are. A tall female believer said respectfully.

Qin Gang looked at the thin few people in front of him with some sighs, there was no way, this was already his last few believers, the original capable cadres, under the pursuit of the purifiers, in the anger of the evil gods, they fled to death. Now these strengths are certainly not the best, and even the body is a little injured. But it doesn't matter, as long as you can summon the lamp god and make those three wishes, then everything can be successfully recaptured, and you can even bring those subordinates back to life, of course, those wastes are not worth wasting a wish, maybe you can make a wish to have the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Qin Gang couldn't help but start fantasizing about what would happen after he successfully summoned the Lantern God in his mind, until a suffocating pain in his chest pulled him back to reality,

"I've got a new spell ready, and I'm sure it will work this time." He confidently raised the parchment in his hand.

However, hearing Qin Gang's words, a trace of fear flashed on the faces of those subordinates unconsciously, and they glanced at each other, and none of them showed the slightest expectation.

"Hmph, a little thing scares you." Qin Gang snorted coldly in his heart, directly ignoring their uneasiness. Instead, he directly handed the piece of paper full of words to the female disciple who spoke just now, and several people immediately gathered around, and when they saw the words on the paper clearly, they all immediately showed shocked expressions.

"Lord-master, is this a random summoning spell?" A thin yellow-haired man stammered, a look of disbelief on his face.

"That's right—it's a random summoning spell! What, what's the problem? He glanced coldly at a few of his subordinates, of course he knew the risks of randomly summoning spells, but now he had no choice but to remain tough, using his usual prestige to suppress the other thoughts of his subordinates.

Huang Mao, who asked the question, hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't dare to say it, after all, Qin Gang has always been a god-like existence to them, if it weren't for the difficult situation now, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to serve on weekdays.

Qin Guang's gaze coldly swept over the faces of several people, and immediately some people were forced to bow their heads under pressure, and they no longer dared to have objections and questions.

"Get to work!" Qin Gang said sharply, and several people immediately ran over as if they had been amnesty, and skillfully arranged the venue for the summoning ceremony.

The summoning circle was already engraved on the ground, so they just had to clean up the clutter and stand in position. The four of them formed a circle around the summoning circle, ready to start a new round of summoning rituals.

Qin Gang walked to the main position of the magic circle, still holding the otherworldly book in his hand, and began to chant words in his mouth.

Several other people secretly watched Qin Gang's every move, and they didn't dare to speak privately. They had performed this ritual many times in the past, but at that time, it was usually more than a dozen people who performed the ritual together to share the powerful spiritual power needed to activate the summoning array, but at this time, there were only four people, so when the spirit initiation spell that activated the summoning array began to be recited, the four of them immediately felt a huge pressure.

It was as if an invisible force was drawing vitality from their bodies, and there was a sharp tingling in their brains, but several people did not dare to move, so they could only grit their teeth and persist, chanting incantations in a low tone.

In the dim light of the fire, the low chanting sound continued to echo in the basement, as if the Sanskrit sound made people's hearts slowly calm down.

Finally, as the spell was repeated a dozen times, the summoning circle on the ground emitted a faint white light, which had been activated.

Although this action had been repeated dozens of times, the moment he saw the magic circle light up, Qin Gang still felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart. Although his body was so weak, the hope in his heart filled him with strength in this moment, maybe this would be his last chance, and he had to succeed.

He trembled and spread out the paper with the spell in his hand on the metal cover of the Atlas, looking at the handwriting on it, a trace of inexplicable fear suddenly rose in his heart, what if he failed? What if-

(No, there is no case, this time it will definitely work!) This change of mind was almost only half a second, so none of his disciples saw the serious hesitation on his face. I saw that he had spread out the paper and had already begun to recite the summoning incantation.