Knight and Wand

Chapter 376 Emergency treatment
After finding a lowland surrounded by hills, Leon ordered the knights to set up their weapons around it.

He put down the automatic cannon and skillfully cast a spell to create a ritual array.

This was the only thing to be thankful for. The chaotic magic power that constantly emanated from the spiritual world in the spiritual field allowed him to cast spells more easily here than in the reality of the Kleinian realm.

As the magic pattern of the Neti card unfolded on the ground, Leon came to the base circle in the center of the magic circle, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and cut his palm.

Blood immediately gushed out from the cut wound, staining the glowing ritual magic patterns.

Leon, who had suffered countless horrific injuries over the years, would no longer be moved by such a minor flesh wound.

When the flowing blood was enough for the ritual magic, Leon stopped and healed the wound.

He didn't have any directional base as a sacrifice to summon the devil, and in a hurry, he could only think of trying to use his own blood.

The demon he was going to summon was none other than the blood demon that had pulled him and Olivia into this plane.

Even if he couldn't summon the other party, he could at least attract the devil's attention from the depths of the spirit world.

He speculated that the blood demon probably did not deliberately pull him into this world, but just wanted to trap them in the spirit-like field for no reason.

Since this situation was most likely not caused by the Blood Demon, if the Blood Demon still wanted him to continue doing something for his purpose on Klenion, he would never sit idly by and watch him be trapped in this crack in the spiritual world and unable to move.

After making preparations for the summoning and improvising the spell, Leon couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

He was so desperate that he even fell to the point of hoping for help from the demons in the spiritual world.

Of course, there is still room for temporary cooperation between the enemy of my enemy.

He took a few steps back and saw that the knights were ready to fight at any time, so he drew a seal with his hands and held the Neti card to start the ceremony.

Leon couldn't be sure if he could attract the blood demon's attention, and whether the summoned spirit would be another demon. But now there was no other way to break the deadlock as soon as possible. If he continued to waste time, who knew how long it would take for the outside world to pass?

He had experience in summoning the undead, but this was his first time trying to summon a demon. It seemed that only the attempt to seal the magic of the boiling heart into the Neti card was more unique than the current exploration.
How did you do it in the first place?

With a frown on his face, Leon looked at the magic light rising beneath his feet, and quickly cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and chanted a spell.

"The law of Yinne, the lord of the eternally frozen Dead Sea."

"I offer the blood of Leon Pendragon, a traveler across the realm, as a sacrifice, and the light of my soul as a guide."

"In the land of eternal night where you spread the curse of undeath, raise a bridge to the abyss."

".Skush, the incarnation of Skush's foul blood, answer my call. If you still have something to ask for, I will appear from the abyss of the spirit world!"

As the lengthy Gulorelit spell was chanted, the condensed magic power swept the cold air around it.

The surrounding holy war knights held their guns steady, and as soon as the marshal gave the order, they would concentrate their firepower to attack the evil spirit that appeared.

It was as if a tangible hazy blood mist was spreading and swirling from the magic circle. Leon did not feel the consciousness falling into the realm of death like when he summoned the souls of the dead. This was understandable, after all, the realm this ritual pointed to was the "spiritual world".

Summoning demons is naturally an extremely dangerous act. The reason why he used the Neti card instead of using a more direct summoning spell was to pull the tiger skin of the Dead Sea Dragon just in case.

Did you make it?

Leon watched the card disappear between his fingers, somewhat surprised that nothing unexpected happened, and it was so smooth?

Can the Black Neti Card really accommodate a high-level demon? Leon still remembers the power that the blood demon showed in front of the blood and flesh altar of the Great Temple.

Even Garron's soul needs a silver-level Neti card to contain it, so how can a high-level blood demon be summoned into the card so easily?

More importantly, this was the first time he discovered that the ritual of summoning a spirit did not include a contract binding process.

Leon looked towards the core of the formation, which was covered by the bloody wind, trying to see what was summoned. In the scarlet mist, a shadow stretched out of the blood mist, followed by the second, third, and fourth. Huge translucent tendrils of flesh and blood seemed to stretch out from the void.

Olivia, who was outside the magic circle, clenched the handle of the automatic cannon, a golden glow flashed in her eyes, and the sun magic pattern on the back of her hand gradually emerged.

She clearly remembered this disgusting evil creature, it was the blood demon tentacle that attacked Leon that night.

"Skush! I know it's you!" Leon shouted in Lorelit, while sensing the connection between the Neti card ritual and himself.

This made him feel a little relieved that the magic power supply for the Neti card effect was still under his control.

Although he couldn't command the other party like he could a heroic spirit, he could completely cut off the magic power at any time and transform the demon spirit in front of him into a crystal card again.

A vague response in the same Lorelit language came from between the churning flesh and blood tentacles.

".You. Let me down. Mortals are too slow. Too stupid. Valarie is about to succeed. And you. I sent you to your family, but you are still hesitating!"

The hoarse and distorted accents carried headache-inducing sound wave vibrations, as if every word was filled with deep resentment.

"What are you complaining about? I don't remember being your pawn, devil. I have a lot of blood debts to settle with you." Leon barely suppressed the anger in his heart: "But before that, I want to know why you asked me to come to Klenien? Who is Valar?!"

".Valari!!"

The ground suddenly cracked as the Blood Demon roared, and countless blood and energy surged from the chaotic cracks where the tendrils stretched out: "A liar, an arrogant bastard!!!"

The strong and choking smell of blood forced Leon to cover his mouth and nose. The dancing tentacles smashed the ground, leaving deep marks, forcing the knights who surrounded the blood demon's tentacles to retreat and dodge.

"Are you very resentful?" Leon asked back as he stepped back.

"It has nothing to do with you, mortal. Every second you delay means your home is one step closer to destruction."

"When did a demon become a compassionate saint? You are just fighting each other, there is no need to scare me." Leon sneered.

".So what? I am giving you the motivation to struggle." The tumbling tendrils gradually calmed down: ".I swear to avenge this bastard's betrayal, and you can just continue to wait for the end of the world."

Leon's face turned serious, and he was tired of arguing with the blood demon.

"As you can see, I am trapped here. If you want me to mess things up for you, then help me disperse this spiritual field."

The curling tentacles of flesh and blood began to tremble.

After a while, the blood demon's voice rang out again from its tentacles, carrying a bloody aura:
".I cannot make the divine weapon in your hand. What I summoned is only the echo of me wandering in the highest heaven. With this power alone, I cannot tear open the curtain. This rift is a cage carefully designed for you.

I remember that this method Valari used to hide the core of the rift in the spirit world, maybe in that bastard crystal maze, or maybe somewhere else. Hehe, no wonder you asked me for help."

"After all this talk, it turns out you can't help. That's really a waste of my magic power and words." Leon curled his lips and raised his palm, about to end the summoning of the Neti card: "Go back to the spirit world, devil."

"etc.!"

Hearing the blood demon's rebuke, Leon raised his eyebrows and stopped in time.

"I do have a way to get you out, it depends on whether you have enough courage."

The six flesh tentacles suddenly tangled together neatly, twisting into a group of hexagrams in the chaotic cracks of the depression, like a magic seal.

The blood light was brighter, and the scarlet mist in the center outlined by the tentacles was quickly replaced by surging inky darkness.

"I cannot break this rift, but I can send you to the High Heaven. You are just mortals and will not be bound by the Supreme Realm. When the time comes, I will naturally be able to send you back to Kleinian."

Looking at the dark gate in the hexagram that looked like the well of hell, Leon's eyes twitched, and he looked at the twisted blood demon appendage: ". Heading to the abyss of the spirit world?. Do you think I'm an idiot?"

(End of this chapter)