After all, he had to return the Mage Armor spell insights to Instructor Ashley tomorrow.
After the political economy class in the afternoon, Durin returned to the house at 45 Vocal Avenue in the Harbor District. He needed to quickly study the other two necromancy spells in the spellbook.
But Durin only dared to secretly study in his room, as necromancy was not well-regarded by the public.
He looked at the first necromancy spell's incantation recorded in the spellbook on the table. According to the translated annotation, this was a summoning necromancy spell.
But Durin could never translate the meaning of the other two words. He could only guess that it should be some kind of low-level undead creature, such as zombies, skeletons, imps, and so on.
And this summoning undead necromancy spell incantation was composed in Ochnun, which Durin then translated and annotated into Noxus, writing it down on paper.
Finally, he memorized it, chanting it over and over, countless times, until the first spell's incantation was deeply ingrained in his mind, repeating in his head, refusing to stop.
Durin even made preparations: if there was a problem with this spell incantation and it summoned some undead creature beyond his control,
Durin would immediately destroy it with Fire Tongue and a spiked mace. After confirming there were no issues, he recited the incantation once: Lebata, Sobinaya Fei, Omralin Xisisuo… Kutema Xisis, Sanounxi Kate.
This long string of incantations, thankfully, Durin had the passive specialty [Chat While Walking], which enhanced his oral muscle activity, shortening an incantation that would originally take three minutes to recite to one minute.
He estimated that once he became proficient, it would only take thirty or forty seconds to recite.
However, even with Noxus as an intermediate translation, this string of incantations still sounded very awkward to Durin, completely distorting the pronunciation of Noxus, making it difficult to express perfectly.
After the incantation was finished, a brief silence fell over the room.
Durin's mind suddenly felt a faint response, as if from a very distant space, extremely weak, yet still clearly perceptible.
Those faint responses flowed within Durin's veins like tadpoles, their voices buzzing, becoming noisy and heavy like iron, gathering in Durin's ears.
Durin covered his ears with his other hand to lessen the noise in his ears. In his vision, he saw a standard composite rune appear out of thin air.
The next moment, Durin's room began to flicker with purplish-black light out of thin air.
Fortunately, Durin had pulled the curtains beforehand, otherwise, if pedestrians on the street saw it, they would probably report it directly to the Enforcer.
The next moment, Durin felt a dizzy spell, as if something had drawn a small part from his body, and a sudden emptiness and weakness swept over him.
After Durin barely stood firm, he sensed a strange hum in the air. The boundaries of space and time gradually receded, and the air twisted. At first, it was just a point of light, but it quickly stretched to both sides. Soon, a crack split the magic circle in half.
The crack grew larger and larger, over two meters long and one meter wide. Through the gap, one could faintly see black light and whimpering wind sounds—voices from another world.
Durin's heart leaped to his throat at an extremely fast pace, then dropped, repeatedly jumping to the point of nausea.
From time to time, eerie cries came from within the crack, becoming increasingly clear.
Before Durin could say anything, a hand suddenly reached out from the crack, grasping its edge. And that hand, to be precise, was a white bone claw.
The hand pulled outward with force, and half of the monster's body emerged from the crack, followed by the other hand. In the blink of an eye, the monster fully emerged from the crack.
The crack quickly disappeared, but the monster did not. It was clearly a skeleton.
The skeleton before him had a slightly different appearance. Its skeleton was very large, seemingly about 1.85 meters tall. Its ribcage bones were filled with a rapeseed flower-like green light, and within its empty eye sockets, two phosphorescent glows burned.
At this moment, the newly summoned skeleton rotated its head with an extremely stiff posture, making creaking sounds.
But Durin could feel that he seemed to have control over this skeleton's life, as if it would obey unconditionally with just one command.
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