Chapter 5: Summoning

Of course, Wang Bo had the Gourmet Tablecloth and would not lack food, but the Gourmet Tablecloth could not instantly provide food for hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of people.

So Wang Bo was now stockpiling grain to prepare for a rainy day.

If he ever encountered such a situation in the future, he might be able to use the grain in his hands to save countless lives.

Therefore, Wang Bo acquired a supermarket chain and every day piled countless grains into his four-dimensional pocket, which was astonishingly large and could hold any amount of grain without issue.

Thus, even if he went to an ancient world and encountered natural disasters or human calamities, he could calmly save people.

Although Wang Bo scoffed at the saying 'with great power comes great responsibility,' if a simple effort could save hundreds of thousands or millions of people, he certainly would not refuse.

After all, money was useless to him now.

As for managing the supermarket chain, Wang Bo had no interest at all. With Friday around, the supermarket employees couldn't rebel; if they tried to sideline Wang Bo, they would have to wait for their next life.

So what was Wang Bo doing at home all day, neither managing the supermarket nor the automobile factory?

The answer was simple.

The Key of Solomon!

This was the prize Wang Bo obtained after sending Thor away. Legend had it that this book could grant the ability to freely summon and control demons and spirits, so Wang Bo had been studying it these past few days.

In Wang Bo's view, the Key of Solomon was an extremely profound book, its contents too obscure. Without the ability to comprehend languages, he could not understand it at all.

But thanks to his language comprehension, Wang Bo had the qualification to decipher this book.

The book recorded countless incantations and secret methods for summoning demons, making contracts with them, and even enslaving them, which made Wang Bo tremble with fear.

Yes, these incantations were truly too terrifying.

So terrifying that an ordinary person would suffer mental confusion just by reading a little.

Because demons represented depravity; those without sufficient will and wisdom could not even flip through this book. Even Wang Bo himself could not read it for long.

Otherwise, he would become mentally fatigued.

If he forced himself to continue reading, he might be hidden by the mystery of the incantations and eventually fall into becoming a demon.

So Wang Bo set a time limit each day, reading this book for only one hour.

Even so, Wang Bo had mastered some techniques for summoning demons and even found the incantation to contract with Gremory.

By the way, Gremory was the 56th demon among Solomon's 72 pillars, appearing as a beautiful woman wearing a duchess's crown and riding a camel.

She could understand the past and present, predict the future, and discover hidden treasures.

After mastering this incantation, Wang Bo became energized and began to try whether he could contract with Gremory.

So he used his available money and spent several days gathering a large amount of resources.

Finally, on the night of the third day, he performed the summoning.

Wang Bo cleared an empty room in his villa. Under the full moon, he stood at the edge of a magic circle drawn with blood, offered sacrifices, and began chanting the incantation.

Because of his language comprehension, Wang Bo chanted the incantation entirely in Chinese.

Yet if anyone else had been there, they would have heard that the incantation Wang Bo chanted was not Chinese at all, but an obscure, cumbersome, ancient, and mysterious language.

This language could even cause mental breakdown, inducing despair, madness, confusion, and even suicidal thoughts.

But Wang Bo chanted it without any harm.

After a few seconds, Wang Bo's incantation neared its end.

The magic power within him began to boil, flowing through his feet into the summoning magic circle along with his incantation. The magic circle started to emit a blood-red glow.

The magic circle drawn with blood began to rotate; all the blood seemed to come alive, flowing around the circle, making a sound like a babbling spring.

Wang Bo could clearly feel that his magic power had connected to the magic circle, which was like a bottomless abyss, constantly devouring his magic.

Although Wang Bo's magic power was not as strong as Thor's or the White Witch's, it was still impressive.

After all, he was the most powerful wizard in the Aladdin world; his magic power was first-rate in many worlds.

But now, for the first time, Wang Bo felt that his magic power was insufficient. The magic circle kept consuming his magic, as if it would not stop until it drained him dry.

The reason was that Wang Bo had simplified the sacrifices.

According to the Key of Solomon, summoning one of Solomon's 72 pillar demons required the life force of tens of thousands of people—that is, to summon a demon, at least ten thousand people had to be sacrificed.

The reason was simple.

Because summoning a demon consumed so much that only the life force of ten thousand people could balance the consumption.

Wang Bo certainly would not be so insane as to kill ten thousand people to summon a demon.

So he simplified the sacrifices, intending to use his own magic power instead. But unexpectedly, his magic power alone was insufficient to summon a demon.

Feeling his magic power withering away, Wang Bo hardened his heart and decided to use his life force instead.

After all, in the world before last, he had wished to the Genie for immortality. Wang Bo's abundant life force was perfect to replace the life force of ten thousand people.

When his magic power was exhausted, Wang Bo began to squeeze his life force, sending it all into the magic circle.

In just a few seconds, Wang Bo's hair began to turn white, strand by strand.

His skin began to wither.

This was the result of life force loss; even the Ripple could not help Wang Bo recover.

But this was only temporary. When Wang Bo's magic power recovered, it would replenish him, and he would naturally return to his youthful state.

After a few more minutes, Wang Bo had sent a large wave of life force, and the magic circle seemed finally satisfied, connecting to a mysterious existence.

“I will answer your summoning,” came a mature, pleasant female voice, ringing in Wang Bo's ear.

Then, an invisible force spread, and the entire magic circle blazed with light.

Even though Wang Bo had sealed the room before the summoning, light still seeped through the cracks in the door and the gaps in the window screens, reaching outside.

If anyone passed by Wang Bo's mansion, they would see the third room on the second floor emitting a dim, ominous red glow.

The light was so intense that even Wang Bo had to raise his right hand to shield his eyes.