Chapter 1178 Gretel, Look, that Earth Elemental King Can Lick the Plate!

Elder Fahim: "..."

Gretel: "..."

An old man and a young man looked at each other dozens of meters apart. After a while, Elder Fahim raised his hand and waved, a soft breeze gently swirled out, condensed on Grete's forehead, and knocked a chestnut with a "snap".

"Why are you running! Why are you running away! Am I here, and I can't protect you?" Elder Fahim was angry and funny:

"This place is close to the secret realm, and the energy interference is very strong. Drawing the summoning circle here requires a lot of transformations - why not learn more now! Come here!"

"Also, what did you look like just now? Not to mention turning into a leopard, even if you turn into a bear, you can still crawl faster than using your hands and feet like this!"

Gretel grimaced, covered his forehead, and walked forward step by step. Why are you beating me? I’ve become accustomed to it... The last time I squatted in the bunker and watched the men working, no one took me out...

Even so, he also knew that Elder Fahim had good intentions. Such a profound summoning circle, such a rare transformation of the circle, may not be seen once in a hundred years——

Elder Fahim really regarded him as one of his own, so he called him to his side, held his hand, and taught him in detail. Look, Senior Brother Baierbo, isn't he just huddled in the bunker he dug last time, consciously avoiding suspicion?

Although he is not a summoning expert, and he may not be able to learn it after just one look, but remembering it and thinking about it slowly will always be helpful in the future...

Grete stood beside Elder Fahim, listening hard, memorizing hard - recording hard. Send the patterns on the ground, the order of drawing each line, every deformation, and every word spoken by the elder into the meditation core and store it:

Feeling that this was not enough, he raised his hand and released a secret eye, flying up, flying up, moving left and right, constantly looking for a position. Elder Fahim said curiously:

"what are you doing?"

"Isn't this right? If you stand on the side and look at it, will the formation diagram you see be deformed?" Gretel said confidently:

"There is a secret eye looking directly above, and the array pattern traced out is the one with the most correct shape and no deformation at all!"

Well, aerial photography without a drone is the same with the arcane eye...

Elder Fahim was so angry that he laughed. He casually wiped it on his body, took out a bamboo tube, and patted it into Grete's hand:

"Take it!"

Gretel pulled out the stopper and took it out to see that it was a magic circle pattern drawn on an unknown animal skin. The edges of the graphics are densely lined with text, marking the meanings of various lines and runes.

If you look closely, you will see that the ink is deep and light, thick and light, and it has obviously been taken out and annotated many times. The animal hide is tough and strong, with a faint magical halo flowing on it, but the edges are a little burnt and brittle.

How long had the hide been preserved to produce such an effect?

Hundreds of years?

Thousands of years?

Or...thousands of years?

Gretel held the magic array diagram in his hand in awe, not daring to move for a while. He stood frozen for a moment, then looked up at Elder Fahim:

"...Is this for me?"

The elder suddenly laughed. He raised his hand, and Gretel shrank his neck reflexively, then froze with all his strength. The hand fell on his head, rubbed his hair, and made it into a bird's nest:

"Little guy, you are an elf and a human; you belong to the forest and to Nevis. We all see the efforts you have made for the secret realm - it's just a summoning array map, you can take it back, it does not matter."

Gretel's shoulders suddenly relaxed. He raised his head, smiled gratefully at Elder Fahim, rolled up and retracted the formation diagram. Stand next to the elder, prick up your ears, and continue to listen to his lecture.

Archmage Baierbo also stood up. He bowed slightly to Elder Fahim to express his gratitude.

The elder is willing to give this formation map, on the one hand, it is because of Gretel's contribution, and on the other hand, it is because Nevis does not lack the summoning formation to summon the elemental king...

Of course, even if you already have it, even if you don't suddenly get strategic materials, you can draw parallels by comparing these technologies with each other. This love is important, and Little Gretel's contribution must also be accounted for.

Besides that, the most beneficial thing for him was that he saw that the elder's tolerance was far wider than he had thought before. From now on, he can listen and measure openly!

This time, the appearance of the earth element king was not as grand as last time. When he poked his head out of the summoning array, it landed almost silently and gently on the land of the Elf Forest.

It supported its body with its head and squirmed outward. When the back piece fell to the ground, the front piece had quietly scattered and turned into borax and lead ingots. Then, it squirmed outward again...

Section by section, it slowly poked out, and finally, with a crash, it dispersed into a hill of borax and lead ingots. A faint yellow light flew up in the middle, circled twice in front of Elder Fahim, and lightly rubbed against his hand a few times.

"Ah, so intimate..."

Gretel made a small, envious sound. On the left, Archmage Baierbo, who had been busy taking measurements, replied to him without raising his head:

"Being affectionate is still affectionate, but you still have to get money..."

Before he finished speaking, yellow light rolled up a pile of gold, silver and gems on the ground, turned around and flew back to the summoning array.

The head plunged into the summoning array, and the tail quickly spun in a circle, watching the lines and runes disappear one after another along the spinning trajectory, and fell into the center of the array.

Gretel: "..."

Why are you licking the plate?

No matter what, whether it was eating, taking it, or licking the plate, the earth elemental king did everything he had to do.

According to the calculations of Aneri Linge and Losia respectively, 100,000 tons of lead ingots and 100,000 tons of borax are not much heavier in terms of density and volume. Next, is the last step——

Throw these ores into the elven secret realm to extinguish the eternal flames in the mines!

"It's about to begin."

Elder Fahim took a long breath, and his old and tired eyes showed a bit of passion. Thousands of years, many generations of guardianship, and many elves coming forward to bury their bones here. Will it finally come to fruition in his generation?

"It's about to begin."

The high priest held the heavy gold plate in his hands, his arms trembling a little. Whether the Sun God can recover, whether he can regain his strength, and whether he can withstand the despicable invaders depends on this wave!

If it can't be completely cured, then... no wonder, we still need to ask these nature walkers to help defend against the invaders? I don’t know if they are willing to help. If they are willing to help, can the kingdom afford the price?

"It's about to begin..."

Archmage Baierbo speeded up and counted the instruments he carried this time. Heck, I didn’t expect that I would need to measure a demigod this time!

The instruments he brought over are not enough... Can the things that have been temporarily modified and rubbed out in the past few days be able to withstand it? Is there anything else that needs to be adjusted?

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