A New Summoned Creature

What if he directly inscribed the Ice Storm Spell Pattern into the Ghost Guardian Wizard's soul fire, just like the Ice Bullet?

With that thought, Abel once again sent his mental power into the Ghost Guardian Wizard's soul fire. He used his mental power to draw a Spell Pattern inside it, only to find that the freshly drawn Spell Pattern immediately dissipated.

Abel refused to believe it was impossible. He activated the power of the World Stone Fragment and began studying the Ghost Guardian Wizard's soul fire bit by bit.

He soon discovered that the Spell Pattern for Ice Bullet had been drawn with a strange energy. Within the Ghost Guardian Wizard's soul fire, only the Spell Pattern for Ice Bullet contained this strange energy.

If he wanted to draw the Spell Pattern for Ice Storm, he had to extract the strange energy from the Ice Bullet Spell Pattern and use it to redraw the Ice Storm Spell Pattern. Otherwise, he could forget about having the Ghost Guardian Wizard cast Ice Storm.

Abel considered the possible losses. The greatest loss would be those one hundred bottles of Soul Potion. If he failed, the Ghost Guardian Wizard would be unable to cast spells and would become useless, forcing him to summon another one.

"It's only one hundred bottles of Soul Potion!" Abel said boldly as he looked at the thousands of bottles of Soul Potion in his space.

His mental power wrapped around the Ice Bullet Spell Pattern and slowly peeled it away from the soul fire. The soul fire was the Ghost Guardian Wizard's most vulnerable part; applying too much force would damage it. Damage to the soul fire would directly affect the Ghost Guardian Wizard's survival.

Only because it was his summoned creature could he dare to experiment so