Waterfall Town, Emerald Tower.

"How long will it take?" Thorne looked at the scene in the crystal ball solemnly.

In the last row of the Hobgoblin army, fifteen dark priests with masks of fear on their faces formed a strange circle.

At the very center of the circle is an oval portal successfully constructed with a large number of precious gems, arcane items and terrifying magic materials.

At this moment, this gently revolving portal is condensing dark auras at a speed visible to the naked eye, following the corrupted summoning spell of the Dark Priest.

With wisps of evil aura continuing to gather inside the portal, the portal, which is more than ten meters high, is slowly opening.

Through the narrow gap, you can even see countless ferocious phantoms waiting eagerly nearby. As long as the portal is opened, they will surge out like an open dam.

Even though Thorne looked there through the image of the crystal ball like a god's perspective, he still felt a throbbing energy fluctuation.

He has a hunch that if this portal connecting the unknown land is really opened, a group of terrifying beings that can destroy the entire peninsula will definitely be summoned.

This powerful existence is even more terrifying than the two **** purgators killed by the diamond golem just now.

Facing the precarious situation on the battlefield, he has been staying in the tower and has not taken action, his face has long lost his usual calm and calm, and his heart has begun to feel a little anxious.

"Don't worry, it will be fine soon."

Andrina, who was sitting beside Thorne, took his hand and comforted him softly, and then stretched out her other hand to gently stroke the crystal ball floating in front of her eyes.

A magic light flashed.

The image in the crystal ball was quickly transferred by her to the star-like new **** in the sky outside the Silent Forest: Martha, the goddess of goblins and wisdom.

"The speed of Malvasia's condensing divine power has slowed down, and the divine brilliance radiated has also been significantly weakened." Seeing the goblin wizard shrouded in brilliance, Thorne's expression sank.

"That's right, the arrival of the Almighty's incarnation has caused him to consume a lot of divine power. If this goes on, it is impossible for this battle to end when he personally takes action." Andrina said worriedly.

She knew very well that the new **** at this time was going through a painful process of transforming from a mortal to a true god. Moreover, during the whole process, he was interrupted once by the incarnation of the Almighty, which consumed a lot of condensed divine power.

This also means that the time until the complete completion of the ceremony of conferring the gods has been extended.

"Can I have another fireball from just now?" Thorne thought for a while, looking at the slightly frowning sorceress.

The battle is now heating up, and both sides are waiting for an existence that can break the game in an instant. If there are more fireballs just cast, the casualties of the alliance army will be greatly reduced.

"No way, the energy of the wizard tower is limited and cannot be squandered at will, otherwise it will affect our long-prepared plan." Andrina shook her head slightly and turned her eyes to other places.

Thorne followed her gaze together.

Silence fell, only the gust of wind outside the tower kept whistling.

In the space of the twelfth floor of the tower.

Not far from Thorne, there was a pentagram formation emitting a deep blue light.

In the five corners of the pentagram circle, a drow elf spellcaster is sitting, and in the center of the circle is a strange sword hilt, which is engraved with countless mysterious runes.

If you look closely, you can see that the dark black hilt emits a faint light like the afterglow of the setting sun.

Crucially, there is no blade on the hilt.

At this time, the casters sitting in the five corners of the magic circle were all enveloped by a layer of light blue light.

In the same posture, they all stretched out their hands and pushed them towards the hilt of the sword. There was a faint red aura in their palms.

Then these breaths converged at the hilt of the sword floating in the center of the circle at an imperceptible speed.

The dark black hilt also slowly 'lived' as it continued to absorb light red energy.

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, one of the drow wizards trembled and almost fell to the ground, with a trace of scarlet blood spilling from the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

"Very... sorry, I... tried my best." The drow wizard wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, gave Thorne an apologetic look, and walked away from the cross-legged position with difficulty.

"Thank you for your hard work." Thorne replied politely.

As the drow wizard left, the hilt in the center of the magic circle trembled slightly, as if it would fall down at any time.

"Pardo, fill up, Vel'Koz is ready to fill up."

Faced with this situation, Andrina obviously expected it a long time ago. She did not panic at all. She immediately picked up a delicate control staff and tapped it gently on the ground.

A dark blue energy poured out from the pentagram formation, instantly stabilizing the trembling hilt.

Hearing the words, the little wizard Pardo closed his eyes and immediately got up and rushed over.

He sat cross-legged in the vacant position, and like the others, he pushed out his hands. Under the influence of the magic circle, as his body was shrouded in light blue light, the palms gradually condensed a light red aura, moving towards the position of the sword hilt. Gather away.

"As expected of an Arcanist, I didn't expect the magical energy he masters to be so pure." Andrina was surprised and whispered beside Thorne.

Silence fell again, and the howling winds outside the tower became more ferocious.

With another drow wizard dragging his weak body back, the mind flayer Vel'Koz succeeded.

In Thorne's expectant gaze, the entire pentagram array suddenly burst into the most dazzling dark blue brilliance.

What followed was an invisible energy wave that erupted from the dark black hilt.

"boom!"

The powerful force field energy was like a thunderous force, and the five people who were caught off guard were directly thrown out, and a burst of scarlet blood was spewed out of their mouths.

"My wizard rank dropped one level."

The first to recover was the mind flayer Vel'Koz. He shook the tentacles at the corners of his mouth and cast two pale dead fish eyes at Pardo, the little wizard opposite.

"Me too." Pardo, who was leaning against the wall, shrugged and smiled weakly.

Herist, the leader of the drow elves, heard the conversation between the two, his expression changed, and then he frowned slightly, apparently encountered the same situation.

However, when everyone remembered Malvasia's advice before the ceremony, they immediately understood the reason, so they could only admit that they were unlucky and remained silent.

"It has been activated." As the light from the dark black hilt completely dissipated, the pentagram circle completely dimmed until it disappeared. Andrina immediately reminded Thorne beside her.

Thorne heard the words and quickly walked towards the hilt of the sword floating in the air.

Immediately afterwards, he held it in his hand without hesitation.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, an icy touch that seemed to penetrate deep into his soul came from his palm, making him unable to resist a cold war.

Thankfully, this feeling is only fleeting when touched.

"...The high-level artifact projection "Dusk Silhouette" has been activated! "As Thorne clenched the hilt with his right hand, Taring's cold metal mechanical sound echoed throughout the space:

"....The elemental pool energy is being extracted!..."Dusk Silhouette" begins to charge! ... The current charging progress is: ... 10%, 30%, 60%, 100%!

...the high-level artifact projection "Dusk Silhouette" is fully charged! ……warn! ...the energy of the element pool is about to reach a critical point! "

With the continuous echo of Taring's icy voice, in the attention of everyone, the hilt of Thorne's right hand was fully charged, and a terrifying energy was transmitted to the rune core of the hilt.

A red blade made entirely of crimson energy and formed by a dimensional crack pierced through the space and appeared on the hilt.

"Is this the so-called 'higher artifact'?" Everyone in the tower cast their astonished eyes on the blade in Thorne's hand, tsk tsk amazement.

Powerful infusions of energy poured in, and the hazy dark red blade illuminated the entire space into a dark red scene.

The soft light emitted by the magic crystal lamp also seemed to be distorted, trembling gently like a mysterious pulsating streamer.

At the same time, Thorne, who is holding a projection of a higher artifact, is also undergoing tremendous changes.

From his extremely restrained expression, it can be seen that it is more like suffering some kind of pain.

"...Activating the high-level artifact projection attribute!... Consuming 1,000 experience points! 500 training points!"

"...Activating the high-level artifact projection attribute!... Consuming 1,000 experience points! 500 training points!"

"...Activating the high-level artifact projection attribute!... Consuming 1,000 experience points! 500 training points!"

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"...The high-level artifact projection attribute has been activated!"

Just when Thorne realized that he was about to face the risk of falling to the ground, the huge suction from the hilt finally stopped, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

"Om!"

The crimson blade trembled slightly as Thorne tentatively swung, and a force field barrier similar to a protective shield instantly enveloped him.

Dusk Silhouette (Projection)

Quality: High Artifact

Attributes:? ? ? ? ?

(Note: Sniffing the twilight...was awakened by loneliness.)

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"I can't see the attributes." Thorne, who was shrouded in pale red light, looked at the data that emerged, and withdrew his eyes in disappointment, and then bowed to a group of drow wizards:

"Thank you for your help. The successful activation of the projection this time is entirely due to your help. Thank you for your hard work."

"Compared to the insignificant level, I am more interested in the magical knowledge of the Arcane Empire." The drow wizard Heliste raised a smile, and shook his head indifferently: "I wish you victory."

"Your blessings." Thorne replied politely, without further delay, clenched the hilt of the sword and looked at the sorceress beside him.

Andrina instantly understood what he meant, smiled at him, and waved her staff in her hand.

The sapphire at the top of the staff flashed a magic aura.

"... Calculating the space beacon!... Found the dimensional confinement!... The dimensional confinement has been broken!... Open the portal!"

With the sound of Taring's cold metal mechanical sound, a dark blue oval portal appeared in front of Thorne.

"Thorn, after leaving the tower, the duration of the projection can only last for one minute." Andrina met Thorne's gaze and reminded him softly, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, one minute is enough." Thorne nodded slightly, looked at the scene inside the portal, and stepped in without hesitation.

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