Every protective barrier in the summoning hall instantly flared to its brightest. The moment Matthew sensed that aura, he instinctively shuddered and immediately activated every defensive Wizard Formation.
"I'm afraid it's a big one." Matthew stared intently at the altar.
Normally, no matter how powerful a summoned lifeform was, it could at most unleash the energy of a Level 4 Lifeform.
That was still within the defenses' capacity. At worst, the scene would look somewhat dangerous, but there would be no real harm.
That was why Matthew had not forcibly interrupted the summoning ritual. At least for now, nothing appeared to be seriously wrong.
When Duke sensed that aura, his heart clenched sharply, and every muscle in his body tensed in an instant.
He could feel it. The being at the other end of the passage was absolutely no weakling; its power gave him a lethal sense of danger.
From within the passage came the crisp, rhythmic sound of high heels striking the ground.
Tap—tap—tap—
It was accompanied by the pleasant, faint clinking of metal parts, yet beneath that pleasant sound lurked a chilling coldness.
Then, an extraordinarily seductive figure with breathtaking curves calmly stepped out of the passage.
She stood around six feet tall, her physique so perfect it seemed like the painstaking masterpiece of a divine craftsman.
The jet-black armor clinging to her skin was no ordinary metal. It seemed more like some living shadow substance fused with unknown metal, gleaming with a dark luster as it perfectly outlined her full breasts, slender waist, and long, powerful legs.
Behind her were not broken wings, but three pairs of enormous fallen wings that seemed woven from night itself.
Those wings were not made of physical feathers, but rather flowing shadows and dark energy. Their edges gleamed with dangerous violet-red