The ritual was in progress.
Morphy felt his mind endlessly elevated, and he saw a white space.
In there, various bizarre-shaped creatures were studying art and mechanics.
That splendid and great civilization made him feel that the highest technology of the Kinsley Kingdom today was but a tiny ant compared to it.
His spirit arrived at a place, connecting with a winged white humanoid.
The white humanoid looked at him, giving him a malevolent smile.
"You said you're willing to pay any price..."
Next moment, a voice sounded directly in his spirit.
The high level of inspiration allowed Morphy to perceive that a gigantic and terrifying power was penetrating the white space, descending into his body via the ritual's channel.
"No! No!"
He began to regret.
He clearly still had a great life and future, why did he have to pay such a heavy price to curse his enemies?
But it was too late!
Once the ritual started, it couldn't be reversed.
