"The smell of Maskelyne?" Angus didn't quite understand Adol's words, but when he mentioned the name Maskelyne, his tone became quite solemn.
Under the pale sunlight, Adol's delicate but lifeless skin was shrouded in a faint layer of black air, and two red rays of light danced like flames under his hood: "The amulet on his body was made using Maskelyne's special technique.
Yes. Humph, he can sense me with his talisman, so why can’t I recognize the origin of his talisman?”
"So, Mr. Adol, the last time you revealed the secret to Sousa, was it not for Felipe? Or to provoke internal strife in the Pale Hand?" Angus reached out to catch a piece of rotten and fallen muscle, and then put it
Rub it into your face.
"Those stupid humans, their greed and stubbornness have blinded their minds, and they are played in the palm of our hands." Adol sneered.
Angus' voice became sinister: "Maskilin knows too many of our secrets, and he is a powerful prophet and a master of astrology. His purpose of leaving the items must not be simple. Since that person is called Lucien?
Evans’ magician is coming to Handler to receive the award, should we?”
He made a gesture of pinching his throat.
"Idiot, have you ever thought about the consequences of taking action in Hyder City? Do you want to expose the secrets of the Necromancer Realm? Do you want to show the Necromancer Realm naked in front of the Magic Council? A great arcanist, a
We are still confident of dealing with a legendary magician, but facing seven great arcanists and eleven legendary magicians, what can we do to compete? Don’t forget, our goal is not just the Magic Council!" Adol
He yelled in a cold voice.
"Are we going to let a guy who may reveal our secrets at any time live?" Angus replied angrily. Although his status was not as good as Adol's, he was also a high-level undead and was not someone he could insult at will.
Adol turned his head, and the red light spot under the shadow of the hood jumped twice: "If he wanted to leak it, he would have leaked it long ago. After mastering this kind of secret, leaking it is more dangerous than keeping it secret, because knowing the secret of the world of the dead
A strong man will definitely shut him up forever. Since there has been no movement in this regard from the Magic Council, it shows that Lucien Evans is a very cautious and smart person."
"Even if he wants to leak, I'm afraid he will have to wait until he becomes a legendary magician and has enough self-protection capabilities. We still have plenty of time. It is impossible for him not to go out to explore the world, and it is impossible for him to have great secrets like the last time he went out.
The magician is watching over you."
Seeing what Angus wanted to say, Adol warned: "The most important thing for us right now is to extract 'power' and prepare for the return of the 'Lord'. Angus, don't act without permission.
Disrupt the plan, otherwise you will be thrown into the 'soul fireplace'."
"Yes, Lord Adol." Angus put on his hood and lowered his head to answer.
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Elemental Will Arlinge Branch, the first floor hall of the Magic Tower.
After Lucien bowed, he walked off the podium amidst applause, and from behind came Morris's voice, which eased his heartache:
"Next, let's ask Mr. Larry Clark to come up."
Larry, wearing an elemental robe, walked out of the crowd slightly nervously and faced Lucien.
"Congratulations, Mr. Larry." Lucien greeted him with a smile when he walked up to him.
Larry felt helpless and touched his tawny beard: "Thank you, Evans, the weather is really nice today."
Is this guy talking incoherently with excitement? Lucien turned sideways in a funny way and watched Larry walk up to the podium.
"Congratulations, the pride of our elemental will, for being the unprecedented three-time winner of the Holm Crown Award." Florence held the wine glass and approached with a smile.
Lucien turned his hands up, revealing several rings: "Thank you, Ms. Florence, for your careful design."
While listening to Morris describe the important role of Larry's atomic valence and ionization theory in the process of potion making and alchemy, Florence suppressed her smile, swung her wine glass and said: "We found out, Barack was
I took the initiative to apply for rotation in exchange for a period of rest, and other high-level magicians naturally have no objections."
"In other words, it was all arranged by him?" Lucien frowned slightly.
After Lucien returned to Arlinge, a thorough investigation of Barack began, because Lucien always felt that things were too coincidental. Why was Barack able to grasp the time when he discovered the vase curse? Is there anyone else?
Cooperating with him.
But judging from the investigation results of the Affairs Committee that he just heard, Barack just chose the time when he had the highest chance of discovering the vase curse - if he couldn't discover it in the first few days, there was a 90% chance that it wouldn't be discovered, even if
It is also a long process to start to suspect when symptoms appear in the future. Barack has plenty of time to prepare. As for the situation discovered accidentally in the middle, it is not considered by Barack. There is no certainty of any assassination.
Florence nodded slightly, her long blond hair swaying: "As far as we know so far, no other high-level cooperation has been found, but there has been significant progress in other aspects. We found Luo Luo in Barack's magic tower.
Ban, from his 'memory' and other remaining information from Barack, we captured more than a dozen middle and low-level magicians. They all sought refuge in the church. Some of them sought refuge in faith because their strength had stagnated or they were in a bad situation.
People with a quiet mind gradually become fanatical believers, and some simply seek money, materials, etc. for their own better development."
"As long as there is death, pain, despair and difficulty, religion cannot be banned, but we cannot compromise with the church. All religions must be under our control." Lucien said with emotion.
.
Florence was stunned for a moment, then she giggled, leaning forward and backward with laughter, her body shaking like a flower branch: "Lucien, no, Commissioner Evans, you are becoming more and more like a commissioner, your tone is...
Exactly the same as Speaker Douglas and His Excellency Fernando!"
Lucien smiled slightly awkwardly and changed the subject in a joking way: "Really? Can I say that I am still considering whether to propose the establishment of a 'Committee to Care for the Growth and Mental Health of Magicians'?"
"'Committee Concerning the Growth and Mental Health of Magicians', haha, this is the committee's right!" Florence, who was amused by Lucien's weird name, took a long time to stop laughing, but Larry had already started.
short speech.
After taking a sip of wine to moisten her parched throat from laughing, Florence used communication skills and said: "There has been some progress in the investigation of the source of special materials that you privately requested. Although the materials were provided by the church to Barack,
But this material is very special, and we have already obtained certain clues, and are currently sending people to the desert in the southern part of the Gusta Empire to conduct a secret investigation."
"This is really good news." Lucien said with a heartfelt smile. Whether it is arcane research, casting curse magic and extreme cold rays, or creating other terrifying 'magic' in the future, this is an indispensable material. It must be
Find mineral origin.
Florence's emerald green eyes stared at Lucien doubtfully, and said using the "message technique": "Although the special material is a new element, is it so important? Have you discovered anything else?"
The first part of Lucien's paper was not sealed, that is, the part where the new element "uranium" was discovered and a lot of data was measured. Thirty arcane points were obtained. At this time, he could only laugh when he heard Florence's question.
language.
Florence had strong curiosity, but she could restrain herself relatively well. When Lucien refused to speak, she had no choice but to use her imagination and say: "Oh, my poor teacher!"
The two ended their conversation and turned to look at the stage, listening to Larry's speech.
Larry's initial nervousness gradually calmed down, and his voice became smoother:
"As Evans mentioned just now, there are inevitable laws hidden behind any chance, so I am thinking about why when substances dissolve, they ionize into ions with different charges, why elements have valence states, and why valence states
There will be periodic changes. Does this have anything to do with the internal structure of the atom? Does it have anything to do with the electrons newly discovered by Evans?"
"In the world of arcana, if there is a result, there must be a cause. Any phenomenon is strictly determined by laws, so we cannot be satisfied with the results and surface phenomena, and we must conduct deeper exploration."
Florence smiled, looked sideways at Lucien, and joked: "More and more people are being led astray by Speaker Douglas, and the person who looks most like him is you, Lucien."
"It's my honor." Lucien responded with a smile.
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A deserted, lifeless wilderness filled with tombstones.
Lucien, Afris and a skull-headed lich wearing dark brown magic robes appeared at the edge of the wilderness at the same time.
"This is the 'resting place'?" Lucien curiously looked around at the demiplane of the "Lord of the Souls".
The skull-headed lich's eyes were dancing with pale flames: "Yes, this is the 'resting place' created by the Lord of the Dead Souls. Evans, let's move on."
"Yes, Lord Moros." Lucien grabbed Afrees, who wanted to "rob the tomb" in the wilderness, and followed the lich towards the exit teleportation array.
The "Pale Hands" hated having to give the award to Lucien, so naturally they would not accommodate him like the will of the elements and put the award ceremony in Arlinge. But as the master, they could not let Lucien have an accident, otherwise they would offend the storm.
If the master didn't say anything, the entire organization would be humiliated, so they asked Moros, the vice-president, eighth-level arcanist, and nine-ring necromancer archmage, to take on the task of welcoming and protecting Lucien.
Time and space changed, making him dizzy, and a familiar solid light gray appeared in front of Lucien's eyes.
"Evans, you can rest in your room for a while. I will take you to the banquet hall in two hours. By the way, many of our Pale Hands' researches are disgusting and very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be contaminated with curses.
Many necromancers don't like you very much, so you'd better not move around, otherwise something will happen and everyone will be unhappy."
Moros led Lucien to the guest room and gave a faint reminder. The reason was very good, but Lucien heard the real meaning of his words. There are many secrets in the "Pale Hand". If you wander around and pry, don't do it.
Blame us for being rude.
After seeing Moros off, Lucien stood by the window, looking at the light gray sky and the quiet street below.
This is different from other cities. Although there are many "humanoid creatures" walking on the street, there are very few conversations. Most of them are floating ghosts, slow-moving zombies, disgusting and terrifying ghouls, bone-white skeletons, and eyes.
The "skinless men" and "corpse dogs" that flash a faint red light are low-intelligent undead newly "developed" by the Pale Hand.
Turning his eyes, Lucien saw the gap in the Necromancer Realm surrounded by the magic tower, and wondered in his heart: "Did the Pale Hand discover the Necromancer Realm?"
While his thoughts were racing, Lucien felt a burning sensation on his neck.
"Mr. Rhine, do you want to see me?" Lucien thought slightly surprised.
When near the gap in the dead world, the power of the Rhine projection will become much stronger.
"Afris, I'll take a rest and you can play with yourself slowly." Lucien ordered, lying on the bed, then hypnotized himself, and fell into a dream, half asleep and half awake.
Seeing Lucien sleeping, Alfred rushed over to him and squatted beside the bed, staring at the three Holm crown rings, wiping his saliva with his paws.
Suddenly, Afris sniffed in confusion and looked around with his translucent amber eyes, but found nothing. Soon, his attention was attracted by the beautiful shining ring.
In the dream, Rhine appeared and said directly: "Lucien, the situation in the world of the dead has changed greatly, and mutations will occur soon." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature for better and updated novels.