With the efforts of Anno and Philomena.

More and more lines were carved on the bluestone floor of the church.

Wait until all the patterns are completed.

You only need to inlay the four types of materials into the magic pattern at the magic activation point, pour the collected monster blood into the entire magic pattern, and then place one hundred second-level souls in the core position.

The yellow-level divine control formation was successful.

It looks simple.

But this is because Annuo has a formation diagram.

And there is also a guide named Philomena who is familiar with the divine formation.

If Anno made the slightest mistake, Philomena next to him would immediately notice and point it out.

If it is not discovered, it is very likely that it will not work at all after the magic pattern is carved.

The formation is very large.

It takes a lot of time to eliminate the causes of errors bit by bit.

If An Nuo were to carve the magic pattern himself.

It may take even a month to create a divine control formation.

"Phew, it's a good thing that Philomena is here to give us guidance!"

It took two full days to carve, ten hours a day.

Finally, the entire divine protection formation only had less than ten square meters of area left to complete.

An Nuo looked at the darkening sky, dropped his carving knife, and prepared to lean against a boulder to rest for a while.

Liz rolled her eyes, trotted into the tent, took out a blanket and came to Anno.

She spread the blanket on the hard stone slab, put her legs together, and knelt on the blanket.

Then he motioned for An Nuo to lie on the pillow.

An Nuo was not polite. He moved his body and rested his head on Liz's snow-white thighs and took a deep breath.

It doesn't smell like the sea...

But it has to be said.

The succubus's thighs were indeed softer and warmer than stone.

Philomena, who was standing next to him, saw Anno lying on the summoned creature's legs, enjoying the summoned creature's head massage.

He was so angry that he threw the carving knife in his hand far away.

carve?

Carve shit!

"Lady Philomena, you've been busy for so long, take a break. We can finish the rest later!"

An Nuo pretended not to notice Philomena's actions and asked about another matter with narrowed eyes.

"By the way, what's the matter with you saying before that you don't have any summoner skills to teach me?"

In the past two days, during the break time of carving the divine formation, An Nuo had been communicating with Philomena.

As for the information about God and how she was sealed, the vigilant Philomena kept silent.

An Nuo's threats of spanking were useless.

There was no other way, so he asked Philomena how to learn more summoner skills.

He is now at level three.

Under normal circumstances, one needs to gather five hundred blue-level souls first, and then activate the third-level church and accept the inheritance.

But now the God of Summoning is right beside me.

Anno wanted to learn skills directly from her.

However, Philomena gave a negative answer.

Hearing An Nuo's question, Philomena frowned and said unhappily: "It's not just my strength that's been sealed, my memory is also sealed.

The inheritance you received before was all from the statue I left behind.

As long as you activate it, you can receive the inheritance.

It has nothing to do with me.

All I can tell you is the location of the statue I left behind.

However, every time you sacrifice a higher-level soul to me for the first time, my seal will loosen accordingly.

When you sacrificed a green-level soul for the first time, my consciousness began to awaken, but I was in a state of chaos most of the time.

When I sacrificed the yellow-level soul for the first time, my consciousness had fully awakened and I had clear cognitive abilities.

You sacrificed your blue-level soul some time ago, and I have been able to control my own body.

As for the summoner's skills.

Sorry, I don’t have any skills now!

If you want to learn skills, become stronger quickly.

Then sacrifice a stronger soul to me so that I can recover my strength as soon as possible!"

An Nuo looked at Philomena who was standing on the stone and staring down at him, and asked in confusion: "Then what's the matter with the rewards you give me every time?

The first time was [God-Inspired].

The second time was the [Divine Control Formation].

The third time, my magic power limit soared to 50,000!

Isn’t this what you did?”

As he spoke, An Nuo stretched out his left hand and pointed at the flame-shaped magic pattern on it.

This is the change that occurred to Annuo after his magic limit increased.

"That is a trace of divinity that I separated from myself. Although my power is now sealed, a god is still a god after all.

Even a hint of divinity can benefit you greatly.

[Divine Inspirer] wants to help you transform a powerful skill to increase your strength and save your life.

[Divine Protection Formation] is because the memory I have recovered now happens to have this, and it is also for you to save your life.

As for increasing your magic power limit.

It is that strand of divinity that clears and strengthens the magic veins in your body, creating the [Magical Constitution].

Right now, you have basically the highest amount of magic power that a mortal body of the same level can possess!

Just steal the joy.

If I didn't rely on you to lift the seal, I wouldn't give you even a hint of divinity!"

Divinity is also something very important to Philomena.

The way to obtain it is generally through the transformation of the power of faith contributed by believers.

It determines the upper limit of the Protoss' strength.

No god is willing to grant even a shred of divinity to mortals.

But in order to lift the seal quickly, Philomena gave it her all.

But she didn't expect it.

He reluctantly bestowed divinity on his only 'believer' now.

Its true face is so hateful.

If he hadn't threatened to self-destruct with the divine weapon, he might have died.

When Philomena thought of this, she gritted her teeth in anger.

"Can it only be obtained from the statue?"

An Nuo recalled the broken statues in various churches in his mind and asked curiously, "If those statues are you, why do they look different from you now?"

Philomena looked back at the moss-covered statue in the church, rolled her eyes at Anno, and said, "None of your business!"

She is in her infancy now.

The statue is her peak state.

"One more thing, does my talent have anything to do with you?"

"talent?"

Philomena looked at him as if he were an idiot and replied, "That's innate, it varies from person to person, and it has nothing to do with God! Whether you have talent or not, and whether your talent is strong or not, all depends on fate!"

Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she asked, “Speaking of which, mortals who become professionals are divided into nine levels, not counting the zero-level apprentice stage, with 5 levels in each level.

The difference between different levels in the same level is only reflected in physical fitness.

The difference between each level is reflected in the skill level.

Each profession will have a major breakthrough every three levels.

Theoretically, a summoner of the lower third level can only summon 5 creatures, and the number of summons can be increased only after breaking through to the middle third level.

But you have too many summons.

As far as I remember, even a mid-level to third-level summoner doesn’t have so many summons!

Is this because of your talent?

An Nuo, what exactly is your talent?"

Seeing Philomena looking like a curious baby, An Nuo raised his eyebrows and replied, "It's none of your business!"

"you……"

Philomena stood up from the stone angrily, then jumped down and kicked Anno who was lying on Liz's legs.

However, the person was grabbed by the calf by the summoned creature next to him in mid-air, and was hung upside down in the air, struggling.

"Annuo, take care of your summons!"