81. The One Rejected by Hell.

81. The One Rejected by Hell.

A minute passed.Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m

Alex didn't feel any special power. The magical scene he imagined didn't appear, making him wonder if he had mispronounced a word. But that was impossible. These words weren't under his control; they were spoken subconsciously. There was no way he could have 'mispronounced' them.

Five minutes passed.

Pietro and Kara stood quietly beside the altar, still anticipating Alex's first display of magic.

Unfamiliar with magic, they didn't know if this was normal. Although they found it strange, since Alex hadn't said anything, they assumed it was normal and wondered how long it would take for the magic to be released.

Alex stood silently for a while, confirming that there was no supernatural activity around him. Feeling like a fool, he slowly tilted his head and looked at the uneasy John. The suddenly tense atmosphere in the lair made John very nervous. Especially when he noticed Alex's gaze, his anxiety peaked.

"Don't, don't look at me! I don't know why either!" John screamed in fright under Alex's gaze.

"I hope you can give me an explanation, John." Alex said calmly, making it impossible to gauge his emotions, which added tremendous psychological pressure on John.

"I really don't know. This shouldn't be happening!" John angrily scratched his head, quickly walking to the altar to carefully check each step to ensure he hadn't made any mistakes.

"Everything's fine. All steps were followed correctly. How could this happen? Could it be something happened at the edge of hell? That's impossible. If the Hell Lord made a move, I'd get the message."

The more John checked, the more he couldn't control his trembling body. He never imagined such a simple sacrificial spell would fail. His biggest fear now was that Alex, in a bad mood, might chop him up and feed him to the dogs.

"Impossible, impossible."

If John was merely curious about Alex and his companions before, he now had no desire to probe their origins. Such an existence was beyond his reach.

"So, it's my problem, right?" Alex said helplessly. "Since it's a sacrificial spell, it should open a channel to the edge of hell according to the incantation. But I couldn't even do that, let alone steal power from that dimension."

"I'm afraid so. I've never encountered someone like you. The edge of hell has issued a one-sided expulsion against you, making it impossible to open that channel with any method. It's something I couldn't even imagine," John said, bowing his head deeply.

Alex sighed, unsure why this happened. His only unique trait was being a 'transmigrator.' Besides that, he couldn't think of any reason the edge of hell would reject him, as he'd never met those hell lords.

However, Alex wasn't inactive. When John cast the sacrificial spell and opened the channel for a brief second, Alex successfully left an anchor on the other end of the channel.

This was something Alex had instructed Miss Minutes to do before John began the magic. It was just an attempt, but it worked. Miss minutes used 6% of her power to leave a dimension anchor at the edge of hell.

At this point, John spoke again. "But I have another way. Since the edge of hell rejects you, we can connect to other dimensions. I know a friend who has a deep understanding of the edge of hell and other dimensions. She even signed a master-servant contract with a beholder!"

Afraid of Alex's anger and adhering to the idea of sharing risks, John quickly spoke up.

"I'd be happy to take you to her. I'm sure she'll help you master the magical arts, after all, you know, I'm a bloodkin and don't understand magic as deeply as real wizards."

"Oh?" Alex's interest was piqued again.

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