forgetting to remind him."Don't worry."Ranchi is best at drawing.Talya can even paint with her eyes closed.He guaranteed that no one in the world could paint Talya better than him.Rance let out a sigh...Chapter 115: The Limitless Art of Ranchi

In a principal's office-themed card making workshop. [Google Search]

Lanche cleared the spacious work desk and began processing and mixing new materials.

At this time, on the workbench with short legs, several compartments were filled with all sorts of materials.

There's a bit of the same grandiosity as when Talya made "The Great Love Poet" back then.

They are flowers that Ranch spent a lot of time mixing the materials for.

After bringing the dissection tray to the worktable, Lance calmly and expertly handled the materials.

Making this card might have been a gamble, as buying the materials almost cost him all his money.

In order to harmonize with the core sacred quality materials 【Unnamed Light Element Stone】, the quantity of light attribute sealing materials used by Ranch is also quite complex.

If you let an average card maker handle these high-stakes materials, they'd probably be so nervous their hands would shake.

But Danchi was still calm, even far less stressed than when he was making cards at Talia's house.

Instead of lamenting that you always fail at critical moments, it's better to acknowledge that your ability is simply what it is.

Lanchi felt this way.

No matter what time, just treat it as an ordinary card making session. That's the best state of being wholeheartedly devoted to it.

Lanche's subordinates worked swiftly and accurately, their expressions calm and resolute. In less than ten minutes, all preparations were complete.

His preparations quickly caught the attention of the director.

Whenever possible, the broadcast should show Lynch's side.

Because once you use this level of material, either it will be a complete failure or it will produce a very good finished product.

On the screen.

Lan Qi exhaled.

Immediately, a magic card appeared in his hand, which he then summoned.

"Great love poet, are you ready"

After confirming that all preparations were in place, Lance addressed the newly summoned Bard of Creation.

>>>>

"Well, no problem."

The great poet raised his arms joyfully, whirling around like a dancer, in reply.

Immediately.

Not only within the Cardmaking Guild's building, but even on Hetton Walk were many surprised voices.

"Epic Summon"

Such summons are usually only seen in extremely high-level shadow world broadcasts.

I didn't expect to see this at the card maker exam.

"During the Cardmaster Exam, it is indeed permitted to use any spells and magical cards."

Soon, a knowledgeable person at an open-air shop on the square spoke up.

If a highly self-aware, epic-level summoned creature were to exist, it could theoretically become an aid.

They often hear that some big shots, if they have a particularly well-tempered summon, might summon magical cards long-term as butlers or attendants.

Generally, the appearance of epic-level summons would excite many people.

Not to mention the image of a magnificent, charming, and captivating creature such as a great love poet.

"...and then, a beauty with gray hair and a crimson dress, her eyes glancing gracefully..."

It seems someone remembered something.

"Wouldn't it be that "Great Love Poet" headmaster Lan of the Devil Academy rumored recently"

As the discussion grew louder, more and more passersby on Horton Plaza stopped to look at the live feed on the Association's glass facade.

The headmaster's office was very conspicuous.

Lanche has already begun making the cards without hesitation.

Although there were still over two hours left before the exam, his magical power began to drain after he summoned the great love poet.

And the great love poet, like a nurse and surgeon in an operating room, began to collaborate with Lanci in perfect harmony.

During the time when he was making cards in the dormitory, Lance often summoned the great poet to collaborate with him.

Later, what gradually made Lancy question his life was that he discovered the card-making talent of the great poet seemed to surpass his own.

Ming Ming is just a magic card, but she somehow learns instantly.

Although the Great Love Poet lacked Lanchi's natural talent in painting, her understanding and mastery of magical engineering even surpassed him.

It's a pity that the great poet can only reach a fixed level. If higher-tier magic cards were to be made, he could only serve as Lanchi's assistant.

Thus, Lance would summon the Great Love Poet whenever he was making high-difficulty magic cards to collaborate.

"This time, making the card is especially important, you have to help me add some pressure."

Lan Chi, while mixing the finely ground light attribute magic crystal powder with the sealed specialized magical core liquid to make ink, said to Da Ai Shiren.

The great love poet seems to have understood something.

Her expression hardened, no longer the lively and carefree air she had before. Instead, she became icy cold, like a stern foreman overseeing Lan Chi.

"Is that enough"

The great love poet asked coldly.

"Delicious."

Lan Qi felt like he was already in a state of immersion.

In short, the cosplayer who portrays Talia put pressure on Lance.

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Besides the help these great love poets could bring to Lance, there was another reason Lance had to summon the great love poets during card making this time.

The magical card he tried to make would be based on the highest quality, Level 3 magic card in his hand, "Symphony of Wonders" (Inferno's Chorus), and imitate the core principle of demonkin magic.

Few humans would use demon-race magic cards for a long time, because if humans overuse demonic script, it will lead to irreversible partial distortion and demonic metamorphosis of the body and soul.

This kind of abnormal demonic transformation doesn't change a human race into demons, it's merely a malignant distortion that drastically shortens lifespan, and could even turn a person into a madman or monster.

The way to avoid these side effects is to find a suitable demonic medium. Usually, this involves using demonic materials as fuel, but it significantly increases the cost and risks remain. Ranch can use his contract with the Great Poet as a medium and assistant, allowing him to bypass the dangers of demonic magic through her.

Lanchi needs to maintain summoning the Great Poet for a long time during card creation, consuming a lot of mana. Besides, the success of the card creation also depends on the cooperation and performance between her and me.

A common card maker simply couldn't collaborate with a great love poet. Under the intense concentration required for crafting cards, even hearing a little from the great love poet could trigger tenfold anxiety and tension, leading to mental breakdown and card-making failure.

Only with a unique mindset like Lan Qi's can one be immune to the immense negative influence of great love poets.

Entering a state of flow, Lanchi effortlessly mixed the optimal proportions.

Then the great love poet began to help him synchronize magic and ink. Soon, the ink was blended with her unique magic and completed.

Filling the magic ink into the magical quill, Lance unsealed the magical scroll and imprinted the summoning prototype he had previously crafted with core materials onto a blank card.

The next crucial step involves rewriting and solidifying the enchantment structure. This will unlock the material's properties and truly imbue the summoning card with magical attributes.

Lanci sat at the workbench, his head bent in concentration as he slowly etched away. The Great Love Poet stood at the other end of the workbench, helping him arrange and point out the magic circuits on the cards, collaborating to channel their magical energies equally into each intricate glyph.

Because the amount of data being recorded was enormous, his progress seemed particularly slow.

Just immersing himself in this step felt like time had disappeared.

Outside the Shadow Realm arena, midday sunlight had bathed Hexton Plaza for quite some time.

> For almost two hours, Lance was still drawing.

As the exam neared its end, fewer and fewer candidates remained in the artificial world examination hall, and the scenery was gradually handed over to Lanchi.

The screen displayed Principal Lanche in his office, as still as a sculpture as he poured his focus into the crucial step of imbuing the summoned creature with its magical structure and form.

This partially completed magic card, obstructed by the hands of Lanci and the Poet of Great Love, has begun to emanate a dangerous aura that grows larger with time. It seems highly unstable, poised on the brink of explosion at any moment.

However.

Lance seemed to still ignore it, proceeding with the final steps without hesitation, completing its depiction and finally adjusting, processing, and encapsulating it!

This is the time.

Underneath the glass facade of the Hatton Garden Card Makers’ Association, many onlookers stood gaping in astonishment.

When the director finally focused the camera on Lanci, they knew it all came down to this moment: whether this card was a success or a failure.

This card won't stabilize, even if the magic circuits and spell principles are all correct. The image he wants to give the summoned creature is just too crazy.

"He's such an idiot! He had almost finished the card perfectly. With a normal performance, it would have been at least a purple rare magic card. But he acts like he wants to destroy it."

"Humanity, how could they create something so magnificent..."

Some were amazed, some were astonished, and some were saddened.

Some people, even knowing that Ranchi was bound to fail, couldn't help but watch Ranchi and the Great Poet's men closely at that faintly shimmering magic card.

Because Lanchi is like using a pen in her hand to paint the sun!

At this time, Lan Chi's face was growing increasingly pale. Even at the third rank, he was nearly overwhelmed by this final drawing, his willpower and magical power teetering on the brink of collapse.

The long-time wielder of great love poems, the mage's power was finally reaching its limit.

But it's probably because Lanchi was too focused.

It seems he didn't notice his own state or the changes in the card game at all.

This is a state of transcendence that surpasses even immersion. Even unto death, he would complete this work.

The changes on the magic cards were gradual, building until they were completely transformed, at which point Lynch truly noticed.

That was a glare that Lynch's eyes couldn't withstand for a moment.

In that instant, as I closed my eyes, a blinding flash of light seemed to threaten to consume everything in the headmaster's office. All that remained on the white canvas was Lance and the gray outline of the poet Alvah until it vanished completely.

……

Hetton Walk, under the glass facade of the Eclectic Maker Association.

All eyes were on this most astonishing moment, so much so that the very air seemed to thicken with anticipation.

The light on the screen flared out for a moment, as if it were about to consume the real world.

In that instant, all eyes in the audience were fixated on the screen, holding their breath.

"Is it ruined"

"In the end, he still failed. He was too greedy! If I had actually made it for him, I wouldn't even know what level to give him!"

"It's a good thing that the artificial world has protective mechanisms. Even if they get injured, they'll recover to their normal state when they come out."

It's a pity.

However.

Just as many were sighing and preparing to turn back to their weekend plans.

It seems the scene on the facade of the Glass Curtain Wall Association was not yet over.

Not until all the light faded back to stillness did a card, glowing with an orange electric cocoon, finally appear on the screen!

【Shining Virtue】

Category: Summon Card

Grade: Orange Epic

[Class: 3]

Effect: Continuously consumes a large amount of mana to summon a sun with extreme brightness and no damage. It obstructs the vision of all targets, raising the temperature around it. In enclosed spaces, the illumination effect gradually intensifies, while in open terrain, the visual illumination effect gradually weakens.

【Note: In the morning, my chorus of voices reaches the supreme heavens, filled with compassion and omnipotence. All saints revere me, bestowing glory and praise upon the radiant sun's body. I lay down my golden crown and am surrounded by the shores of the crystal sea. Millions of heavenly armies bow down and chant my true name, "Lanmen."】

Today I updated 12,000 words, the setting sun burned out… I feel like my mind is already unclear…

(The End)

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