Arcane Journey

Chapter 75 Ceremony
The eerie soft light produced by the radiation of the leylines filled the entire cavern, twisting into the shape of a vortex and extending along the cave wall.

The shadows cast by the jagged stone pillars kept dancing, forming weird decorations on the cave walls.

The sword mage Sisaiah smelled a slight metallic smell in the air, and it was extremely quiet, not even the sound of water droplets falling from the cave ceiling, making her feel as if she was standing in the silent wilderness of the Underdark Region.

"Affected by the radiation of the leylines, the transmission of sound is almost completely isolated, which is a good place." Brian bent down and entered the cave from the narrow passage, looking at the surrounding environment.

He saw that the cave was full of stalactite pillars and stalagmites, and the dripping water gathered on the ground into small puddles, shining faintly under the soft light radiated from the leylines.

"Just do it here."

After thinking for a while, he explained to Hesaiah: "Let's focus later, and don't be affected by the energy radiated from the leylines."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the silly-looking sword mage in front of him.

Four days have passed since they set off from the lightless forest.

During this period, Brian finally accumulated experience points to his expected goal.

These experiences can not only improve one's battle mage and psion master level.

He also transformed crystals enough to make astral constructs, and copied an awakening scroll for Hesaiah's blood baptism ceremony.

In fact, according to the original plan, he planned to hold a blood baptism ceremony for her in Odus King City of the gray dwarves to enhance her strength.

However, as the group of them traveled these past few days, he found that the frequency of underground monsters was a bit ridiculous, and occasionally he would encounter a scurrying abyssal demon.

This made him faintly realize that the gray dwarf city on the other side of the dark lake may also be a severe challenge waiting for him.

So he decided to improve his own strength and at the same time let Sisaiah break through the bottleneck and reach the fourth-order model below the legend before arriving at the Kou Tao Murloc Wharf near the dark lake tomorrow.

With such an obedient and strong teammate, at least he will feel more at ease.

After all, dangers in the Underdark always come unexpectedly.

Especially when the radiant energy of the leylines is surging and the demons of the abyss have begun to rampage, he can't be careless because of this.

Otherwise, in this troubled Underdark region, maybe one day, the incarnation of the demon lord will suddenly ride on your face.

Therefore, even with the three teammates Goblin Copper Nugget, he still had to try his best to find a cave that would not be disturbed.

"Help me clean up the ground, preferably flat."

After Brian checked the surrounding environment and made sure there was no danger, he said to Hisaiah, "I want to draw a magic circle on the ground."

Hesaiah nodded slightly, immediately took out the rune sword, chanted a spell, and released a cleaning spell on the ground.

Brian took out two crystal bottles filled with liquid, and poured the liquid in one of the shining bottles into the crystal bottle containing magic ink.

"You killed the aboleth just to make ink?"

After neatly completing the task assigned by Brian, Sisaiah saw his actions, her silver-gray eyes flickered, and she spoke her guess.

"Yes."

Brian nodded slightly, and using his telekinesis ability, he suspended the bottle of magic ink mixed with aboleth blood in the air, and quietly watched the red-black liquid gradually transform into dark blue.

Aboleths are hideous, fish-shaped amphibians found mainly in lakes and rivers in the Underdark.

It is rumored that their existence may be older than the gods... Before the gods came, they had been lurking in the original oceans and underground lakes, extending outward through their thoughts, snatching and controlling the emerging life in the mortal world, bringing these The creature becomes its own slave.

This dominance gave them god-like status.

Then, it was not until the appearance of the true gods that the aboleth empire was destroyed and the slaves they controlled were freed. [Remarks on "Distant Lands: False Reality"]

However, for Brian.

It doesn't matter how ancient the aboleths really are, and it doesn't matter how powerful these squid-like, fish-like amphibious creatures really are.

It couldn't stop itself from taking risks to hunt them down and use their bodies as magic materials.

After all, the aboleth is a natural psychic spellcaster, and the psychic energy contained in the dark blue blood can easily suppress the surging earth vein radiation in the dark area.

Even without this ritual, before leaving the ground, Brian would try to kill a few aboleths so that he could make spiritual weapons for psions or copy high-level magic scrolls.

When the energy of the crystal bottle was completely transformed into a gleaming dark blue, with a thought, he guided the liquid inside with his fingers, and began to slowly draw a magic pattern on the cleared space that Hesaiah had cleared.

As more and more magic symbols appeared on the ground, in about two hours, Bryan finally drew this magic circle shining with light blue light.

Until now, he finally realized the benefits of 2 points of physical attributes and the "durable" specialty.

If it was in the past, he would have been so exhausted with such a high-intensity and concentrated depiction of the circle, he would have been so tired that he could only lie on a comfortable big bed and have a good night's sleep.

Thinking of the bed, he realized that it seemed that he had come to the Underdark, and until now, he had never tasted what a soft bed was like.

No, it wasn't every time that he suddenly remembered something.

Then he stopped thinking about it, he patted the dimension bag, and he embedded more than a dozen sapphires, emerald stones and moonstones on the nodes of the magic circle one by one.

Most of these gems were obtained by him in the Sunless Grove of the Fungus, in order to stay and play a role today.

When the last moonstone with a faint star glow inside was inserted into the center of the magic circle by him, all the gemstones radiated light one by one, responding to the shining magic symbols.

The sword mage, who had already wandered into the sky, was also reflected by the light and turned his head to check.

Brian signaled Hisaiah to stand in the center of the circle, and he took out the most important materials for the ceremony from the dimension bag.

The first is a magic scroll that transcribes the awakening ritual.

This kind of scroll is mainly used to guide or inspire some mysterious and unpredictable blood vessels.

Generally speaking, a warlock will automatically obtain spells after upgrading their level. If they want to continue to master new spells, they need to gather the materials and perform the bloodline awakening ceremony.

And this scroll is similar to a key to start the ceremony.

Although there was no limit to the level of spellcasting for copying a scroll like this, it took him 5000 experience points to complete it.

Moreover, in a place like the Underdark, where there are no villages and no shops, he can only copy the ink of the scroll by adding the scales of purple worms and petrified lizards that have been ground into powder.

Then, he carefully took out the crystal bottle containing the blood of the ancient Eladrin.

The pure dew of magic flowers and plants in it dilutes the blood of Eladrin, which keeps the naturalness of the blood of elves.

The bottle of Eladrin's blood was given to him by Severil.

To be precise, he should have asked him for it.

Since Brian has stayed in the Northland for at least five years, he is also relatively clear about the status of the elves in the Supreme Forest.

In the game world, Severil, who returned to the Supreme Forest from Yongju Island, found that not only the manor of his mother's family had been turned into ruins, but even the tomb had been completely taken care of, not to mention the moonblade inherited by the family.

In order to find the lost Moonblade, he used the blood of the ancient Eladrin as a reward for completing the task, and posted it in the Adventurer's Guild in the "City of Peace" Illanthor.

Therefore, when talking with Several, he suddenly made this request.

Until now, he could still recall the other party looking at him with wide-eyed eyes, showing a rich expression of constipation.

"Ready to start!"

Brian made the bottle of Eladrin's blood suspend in mid-air, holding the scroll glowing with bright purple light in his hand, looked at Hesaiah, and solemnly explained to her: "After I activate the scroll, you must not send out any Sound, while concentrating, must not be distracted, you know?"

Hisaiah nodded solemnly.

As a human sword mage without fine blood, she has experienced three such ceremonies since the moment she became a sword mage, so she naturally knows the precautions of the ceremony.

Of course, Brian also guessed what the other party was thinking, so he just reminded him symbolically, and didn't nag on and on.

Similarly, he is very familiar with such rituals.

After all, his two blessings from Tianjie Mountain were obtained through the blood baptism ceremony.

The only difference is that his main material is the blood of the Celestial Clan, while Hesaiah's is the blood of Eladrin.

Brian nodded slightly to her, and immediately opened the scroll in his hand.

"boom!"

As the purple scroll burned in his hands, the six-pointed star array at the bottom of Hesaiah's feet suddenly emitted a strong magical light.

The sword mage, who had been prepared for a long time, closed her eyes in advance when the magic energy raised her long brown hair.

at the same time.

To Brian's surprise, a picture scroll of singing birds and fragrant flowers spread out in his field of vision.

The ancient verdant forest gradually becomes clear, and all kinds of mischievous magical creatures such as dryads, satyrs, pixies and goblins play and play among the busy branches and leaves.

Thick magical energy gathers everywhere in the forest, forming a magic fountain. These fairy creatures favored by magic live and multiply beside the fountain, indifferent to the world.

Everything seemed so peaceful.

There is no doubt that here is a picture from the Feywild.

Fairyland, also known as the Fairy Plane, is a place of soft light and whimsy, music and death.

It's eternal twilight here, with fairy lights flickering on soft breezes and fat fireflies buzzing in woods and fields.

The sky is lit with the dull colors of the setting sun, but the sun never really sets or rises, just stays gray and still in the low sky.

In a trance, Brian, who was intoxicated by the beauty of the fairy wilderness, clearly felt all kinds of voices in the misty picture scroll.

There is the sound of the river wading over the rocks under your feet, the chirping of frogs and crickets on the shore, and even the noise of forest towns...

After a while, the world burst into life again in an instant.

Frogs and night birds sang, the air was full of autumn, the moonlight sprinkled blue, silver and purple patterns on the flowers, and even the rushing river played a symphony.

I do not know how long it has been
Brian felt that he was bathed in a natural breath, the smell of mud and grass came to his nostrils, making all the pores of his body stretch out in an instant, as if soaking in a hot pool.

Immediately afterwards, a line of light blue characters appeared in his retina:
"Elf blood detected!"

"Energy baptism in progress."

"The baptism was successful!"

"Gain racial expertise: Advanced Meditation!"

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Seeing the new expertise he had obtained, while Brian was delighted, he was not surprised.

Because he had long expected that he would have the opportunity to gain some benefits during the observation of the blood ritual baptism.

After all, this is the blood of the ancient Eldrin, and the owner of the blood was definitely an Eldrin whose strength reached the legendary level in life. Such a huge energy will definitely overflow and be absorbed by people with other elven blood.

Eladrin are close relatives of the elves, and are occasionally called high elves or gray elves.

They also believe in Corellon Larethian, the main god of the elves, and are more obsessed with the Feywild and arcane magic than the elves.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the elves of Yongju Island retain a little blood of the ancient Elder.

Bryan checked his newfound expertise curiously.

[Advanced Meditation (racial expertise): During the observation of a blood baptism ceremony, because of your elven blood, the huge energy that surged from the fairy wilderness to the material plane resonated, and you obtained the spiritual power from this plane. some of the characteristics.

Effect: When you enter the trance state of meditation, if you meditate for 4 hours, you can get the effect equivalent to resting for more than 6 hours for other races.While meditating, you remain as fully alert to your surroundings, approaching enemies, and other events as you are awake. 】

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"Finally, I have obtained a more useful specialty." After reading the introduction of the specialty, Brian nodded in satisfaction.

Meditation, for any spellcaster, is essential on a daily basis.

Whether it's his spell slots, or arcane energy and power points, all need meditation to recover.

A racial specialty that can not only reduce meditation time, but also maintain a clear consciousness, for Brian, it is equivalent to improving safety while saving a lot of rest time.

With the ceremony over, he looked to the beneficiary in the center of the circle.

When he looked over, he happened to see Hisaiah, who had become refined, opened his eyes.

Her beautiful silver-gray eyes were gradually replaced by flowing silver luster, and her demeanor also changed a lot invisibly.

It can be seen from this.

Although she does not have the blood of Eladrin, in the many blood baptism ceremonies, in addition to the appearance characteristics of human beings, her temperament and racial characteristics of the whole person are invisible, gradually moving closer to Eladrin.

This baptism at least improved her charm, agility, and perception attributes a little.

"Did you succeed?" He asked tentatively.

"Of course it succeeded." Hesaiah looked up at him, the corners of his mouth curved upwards, smiled, and walked to his side with light steps.

Brian was surprised by the inadvertent words and deeds of this noble lady.

In fact, he originally thought that according to the character of the other party, with the improvement of strength, she will completely distance herself from him, and her attitude towards him may no longer be as obedient as before, and it is even possible that she will turn against the customer.

Who would have thought that not only did she not have this situation, but her attitude was even better than before.

Hesaiah's silver-gray eyes, which often projected strong strength and sharp wisdom, became obviously softer when looking at him at this moment.

"I can rest assured that."

Brian breathed a sigh of relief with a pun, and then asked her, "Oh, by the way, this is your first blood baptism."

The sword mage is inherited from the Eladrin race, which makes it impossible for non-elven blood to take up this profession.

Because the premise of taking up this job is to obtain the approval of Fairy Wilderness.

So an archmage in the Kingdom of Cormyr developed a blood baptism ritual using the blood of the elves or Eldrin.

In this way, those who do not have elven blood can also successfully become a sword mage by obtaining the approval or blessing of the fairy wilderness to mobilize the magical energy of this plane.

But the disadvantage of this method is that every time you advance, you need to hold a blood baptism ceremony to arouse the resonance of the Fairy Wilderness.

Only in this way, they will make a qualitative leap in their strength in every baptism.

This method was not only harsh, but also cost unimaginable money. As a result, the sword mages in the Kingdom of Cormyr were mainly elves and half-elves.

Therefore, when Brian saw that Hesaiah was a sword mage at first glance, he realized that the other party's identity was by no means as simple as imagined.

He was very curious, how many times did the noble lady in front of him go to this level.

This feeling sounds a bit like krypton gold players, taking money to throw their own strength on it.

This is exactly the case, but this can only stop at the fourth-order model.

Because at the fifth-order Legend of Destiny level, even their players can't break through in an instant just relying on experience points.

"This is the fourth time."

Hesaiah didn't understand what Bryan meant by asking this, and she chose to answer truthfully.

"Already the fourth time?"

Brian glanced at her and vaguely guessed that if the other party wanted to try to break through the Legend of Destiny, he would probably have to go to the Fairy Wilderness himself.

Only through the test and approval of the will of the plane, can she be qualified to try to touch the legendary field.

Thinking of this, he felt that if he had the opportunity, he would not mind pushing Hisaiah to help her become a legend.

After all, being able to personally send the other party into the legendary realm, besides a sense of accomplishment in his heart, he is also very likely to get a free helper.

"Then go and get used to the power brought about by your increased strength." Bryan issued an expulsion order, "I still have something to do."

"Okay." Hesaiah hesitated for a moment, then smiled at him again, turned and walked out of the cave.

For some reason, in an inadvertent glimpse, Brian suddenly read the sincerity, sweetness, solemnity and elegance in her graceful smile.

He let out a laugh, and secretly complained about the concentration he was proud of, then dispelled the distracting thoughts in his mind, and prepared to upgrade his level and make astral constructs with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)