807. Calamity

After carefully reading Calvi's work, even Wu Ming had to admit that the man was courting death.

He had actually summoned Evil creatures from the Inner World. Even with a contract to bind and guarantee their obedience, the divine spawn and evil gods with chaos etched deep into their true spirits wouldn't care about any of that!

"But... Spellcasters have always been a bunch of death-courting lunatics when it comes to exploring the unknown, haven't they? Especially wizards!"

Wu Ming put away the book and saw the excited old mage out. Then his eyes suddenly flickered.

"Come out!"

He looked toward a corner of the courtyard. "If I couldn't even tell when an outsider entered this place, I'd have died countless times by now!"

"Lord Wu Ming, you jest. I come bearing goodwill!"

A dry, hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the corner of the courtyard.

As the voice spoke, the space there abruptly shifted. Invisible lines twisted, forming the shape of a portal.

A crystal skull, with two points of Ghost fire flickering in its eye sockets, slowly squeezed its way out of the void.

Every one of its teeth had been carved from the finest spell gems. They were priceless, to say the least. And from the other's translucent skull and bones, Wu Ming sensed a powerful binding force and the aura of a vengeful spirit.

Clearly, this wasn't just a skeleton. It was a lich!

Portals and similar spells were forbidden throughout Saint Yahual. The identity of anyone who could grant himself permission to open one here was obvious.

"Are you with the council?"

Wu Ming looked at the crystal skeleton now standing before him and asked directly.

"Yes. I am Monchi Vigan D Roger..."

The crystal lich gave a long string of names, then concluded, "Supreme Majesty,