Using magical crystals as the core of the array.
Heimdall was shocked to see this. He almost dropped his eyes.
But how was that possible?
How could he, a mere magic apprentice from a lower plane, master such a high-level magic formation?
Magic arrays were recognized as the most difficult magic in the magic world.
Nothing else.
Not everyone could master the magic array. Without great talent, it was impossible to master it. And even with great talent, it was very difficult to control this magic power.
Moreover, there were very few records of magic arrays in the lower plane. Even if some books had mentioned it, it was only a few words, and it was also some elementary magic formation that only contained a small amount of magic power.
Firstly, it was time-consuming and energy-consuming to set up the magic circle, and it would not be of any substantial help to his magic power.
Secondly, every magic array would cost a large amount of magic ores. This was a huge expense. If not for Prince Harry's wealth, he would not have been able to withstand such torture.
Thirdly, every magic array master viewed their own magic arrays as their life. They viewed them as very important and would not easily pass them on to others.
As a result, there were not many people who could be called a magic array master in the vast magic world.
Heimdall, who had the highest magical power, was obligated to lead his people as a guardian god, but Heimdall also let them grasp some low-level magic arrays.
After all, the current magic world was no longer in the ancient era. Many magic arrays had already been lost in the ancient war, and the magic arrays were not that practical now.
Heimdall thought that he was the only one in this field. However, the armor of the little Treant shocked him, and the level-one mage taught him with the magic array power that he was proud of.
Although Heimdall was in closed-door cultivation, he should not be so disconnected from the outside world that he had never heard of so many powerful people appearing.
What a prince of a lower plane. A mere level-one mage could actually set up such a high-level magic array. It was simply shocking.
Who taught him to use magic crystals as the core of the array?
The gods above the god realm, as well as the group of people who boasted of being powerful and possessed supreme magical powers, were all dumbstruck.
"What's going on? A magic array master actually appeared in the lower plane."
"And he knows how to place the heart of the array."
Although it seemed to be the simplest magic diagram, his proficiency, the way he arranged the array core, and his every move made him seem like a pro.
He must be highly skilled in placing magic arrays.
Heimdall watched all of this quietly and wondered if he could really save King Ogsteen.
Previously, he was still confident that it was impossible, but now, he was clearly not as confident as before.
If the child of this lower plane stopped the god race's plan, then their god race would really lose all face.
The gods would be lying if they said they weren't nervous at all at this point.
Prince Harry, who had cast the magic array, was completely unaware of what was happening outside and focused on it.
In the palace of Saint Petersburg, in the magic array, the sparkling green light made people unable to open their eyes.
The surrounding Saint Petersburg soldiers were all frightened and hurriedly retreated.
Even the strongest country in the lower planes only had a small number of people who could control magic power, and it was the most elementary kind.
They had never seen such a situation before.
While the soldiers were panicking, Prince Harry's gentle voice sounded:
"Everyone, don't panic! This magic array does not harm the human body."
In the next moment, sparkling green light blossomed like a spring breeze.
Prince Harry, in a white tuxedo, stood beside the magic circle, motionless, chanting.
The breeze blew his hair, making him look tall.
In the next second, the magic array in his hand and the sparkling green light, started spinning at an extremely fast speed.
Prince Harry controlled the magic array with some composure. Lava seemed to flow between his eyes and the world was spinning.
It was as if he had walked out of a painting, his royal aura fully revealed.
At this moment, everyone present, whether it was the bureau, the princes, or the guards at the side, all firmly engraved this scene in their minds. It did not disperse for thousands of years.
"What are you waiting for? Don't stop! Quickly place the Magic Ores around the magic array."
Prince Harry said with a frown, which brought the soldiers back to their senses.
"Ah, oh, oh… yes, Your Highness."
Looking at the flustered soldiers and doctors, Prince Harry's expression was calm, but he sighed in his heart.
After all, they were all from the lower planes.
Prince Harry looked at the servants kneeling on the ground and the Queen.
Everyone's eyes were filled with reverence.
They knelt on the ground and kowtowed. Their bodies were trembling and their eyes revealed their admiration for him.
To a prince, such reverence should be a great achievement.
However, Prince Harry was a little upset and distressed.
He thought that it was just a low-level magic array. How could it make these people feel such reverence?
Teacher Flanders once said that although we belong to the lower plane of the magic world, we should also be indomitable and not like this.
It wasn't until he went to Ross Library that Prince Harry found out that the weakness of the lower plane in the magic world had existed for too long.
Clearly, there were many continents and territories in the lower plane.
However, there were very few people who could master the power of magic. There were not many famous mages at all. It could be said that there was a one in a billion chance to find a famous mage.
After walking out of the Magic Academy and Ross Library, Prince Harry had walked across the entire Tiamut Continent and finally found a few mages hidden on a small island.
Prince Harry went to visit them happily, but was disappointed when he arrived.
Because the magic power they possessed was too low-level.
He learned from Senior Sister Angel, the elven queen, that the magic world was divided into the following levels.
Trainee mage (magic apprentice)—Elementary mage—Intermediate mage—Advanced mage—
After these basic realms, one would step into the realm of utmost powerful beings.
Elementary Magister—Intermediate Magister—Advanced Magister—Elementary Archmage—Intermediate Archmage—Advanced Archmage.
Then there was the legendary God of Magic (Holy Mage). An existence of this level had already disappeared hundreds of years ago.