At the moment when the "Devil of Pain" disappeared, the dim hall that still looked heavy and oppressive under the "Crown of Glory" before was restored to its softness and brightness, as if it had been washed by clean water.
"Win!" Sophia looked at the mysterious magician in front of her, clenched her fists and waved her hands happily, as if she no longer had to worry about the twisted and terrifying "pain" devil.
At the same time, her brain was spinning rapidly, and she began to think about what conditions could be used to impress the other party.
But Lucien did not relax at all. He held the "Pale Justice" in both hands and looked at the noble children who were still alive in the hall with vigilance. His mental power was concentrated on the "Ice and Snow Medal", and the "Silent Ice Coffin" was about to explode.
Whether it was "Hate" or "Greed", their weirdness and difficulty in killing left a deep impression on Lucien, and "Pain" should be no exception. Maybe he would be happy with victory and relaxed with safety.
A painful smile appeared on the face of that noble boy.
According to common sense, the best way is to kill all living creatures except yourself, so that the "pain" cannot occupy the new body and will gradually disappear. But these are the seven most mysterious and weird devils.
And it is related to negative emotions. If you are immersed in the desire to kill for the sake of temporary safety, you may be possessed by the "pain" or "indulgence" devil! In this way, the trouble will become very big, and it is more difficult to deal with it than to deal with it.
External "projection" is countless times more difficult!
His eyes swept over each of the surviving noble children and stayed on them for a moment. The coldness in their eyes made them shiver involuntarily. They wanted to retreat in panic and fear but did not dare to move even half a step.
After looking around half of the hall, his eyes fell on Sophia's face.
Although her heart stopped for a beat when she was also frightened by those deep and indifferent eyes, Sophia, who was already mentally prepared, quickly kept herself basically calm, with a sweet and charming smile on her face, her pink lips parted,
It is necessary to express surrender and communicate. As long as the other party offers conditions, no matter what they are, there is still room for change.
She was actually quite confident, because after thinking about it, she found that she actually had no hatred or interest entanglement with this mysterious magician. She could give him all the Sun King's treasures and let him destroy the secrets without even looking at it.
He had no chance of obtaining the position of heir to the Quehua family, let alone an obstacle. Moreover, his plan to kill "Borak" had been shattered before it even started, causing no real damage.
On the contrary, being alive can give him things that he can't get in the underground palace, such as the secrets of the royal family, such as the ancient precious documents collected in the past. For example, wealth that is enough to make most counts jealous, such as his own body and future secrets.
help.
As soon as the organized words came to her mouth, she noticed that Lucien's gaze moved slightly downwards, and reflexively followed him to look over. She saw a large wet mark on her skirt that was extremely eye-catching, and she moved back and passed by.
route. A long water trail reflected the faint light, and there was a puddle of water where it was previously paralyzed.
Suddenly, Sophia's face turned red. Her sweet smile was uglier than crying. She felt that her skin was so hot that she could fry an egg. She was so ashamed and angry that she was dying of shame.
"how do I……"
"It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing! I'm going to die!"
"How come he has no gentlemanly manners at all, bastard! Bastard!"
Lucien didn't have time to pay attention to Sophia's mood. He was just a little amused. She had lost all her cards in the past when she was ruthless, confident and elegant. She would be so rude when she was in a desperate situation. If it were Natasha, she would definitely not be the same at all.
Moved, fight back desperately, try to grasp that glimmer of hope, and have no regrets even if you die.
It’s really incomparable!
Speaking of which, Sophia has just turned twenty and already has level five strength. Things like bloodline are really enviable and hard to come by. If the bloodline is top-notch and the talent is outstanding, the promotion speed can be far faster than that of most magicians, but
Most magicians are better than most knights. After all, not everyone has such a top-notch bloodline, and not everyone has such terrifying talents. This is just a very small group of nobles-the ancient magicians alone
In order to obtain a stable inheritance of a top bloodline, hundreds of thousands of humans were killed for several generations.
And this is just the beginning. Their future promotion will still depend on the tempering of their own will. They are no longer like arcanists who can continue to advance rapidly by exploring the world and getting closer to reality. Just like Lucien in front of her, just
One year older than her, she is already a sixth-level magician. If Sophia wants to become a high-level magician, without extremely rare external help, it may take ten, twenty, or even longer.
A light green halo of tranquility spread out, and the noble children who had relaxed a lot after the death of the "devil" suddenly felt exhausted and couldn't help but lay down and fell asleep. Only Sophia was left unaffected.
Taking advantage of the time it took for his mental power to recover, Lucien left warning magic on these noble children. Once they woke up or had other changes, he would be able to feel them immediately.
"Take me to the Sun King's secret room." Lucien said to Sophia in a deep voice without having time to play hide-and-seek with the "pain" devil that might not have completely disappeared.
"Uh... OK!" Sophia was stunned for a moment, then turned over and stood up without any hesitation, "Mr. Magician, there is no problem with whatever you ask me to do, as long as..."
After the interruption, she suddenly didn't know how to organize her words.
Lucien nodded lightly and said in a "Bolak" voice: "As long as you follow my instructions and don't die because of it, I have no interest in killing you. After all, we didn't have hatred in the past, and you won't get along with me now."
If I snatch the 'treasure', I won't stay in the empire in the future, right?"
"Yes, it's really easy to communicate with a wise magician!" Sophia said ecstatically, praising her from the bottom of her heart.
Lucien chuckled twice, as long as you can really complete my instructions and survive.
Ralph, who was possessed by Lucien's "human domination", walked towards the secret room first, followed closely by Sophia dragging the sleeping Claire, while Lucien leisurely landed at the end, carefully sensing the person behind him.
The noble children of the land and Sophia, Claire, and Ralph before him, maybe they will suddenly become "pain" devils.
Entering the secret room, Ralph squatted down, pressed a gray wall tile to make a slight dent, then took out a silver dagger, slit his wrist, and let the blood pour on the corresponding floor tile.
As the blood dripped more and more, Ralph put his arm on the stone bricks, and weak milky white light flowed into the stone bricks from the surface of his body.
The stone bricks gradually bloomed with a brilliance, sucking the accumulated blood into them, and silently formed a door full of strange patterns on the wall.
After losing half of his life force, Ralph looked sluggish and shaky. However, under Lucien's control, he still opened the door with difficulty and walked into the second secret room first.
Seeing that there was no problem with Ralph, Lucien searched it carefully with his voyeuristic eyes before taking Sophia and Claire into the energy gate.
Behind the door is a spacious and simple hall, with murals painted on the surrounding walls. The ground is covered with magic arrays, and lines converge on the strange altar in the center.
This altar is different from the sun altar inside the palace. It is made of dark black and crimson and is inlaid with devil's horns with mysterious patterns. A similar inverted altar hangs from the ceiling above the altar.
The altar is filled with the hot and holy aura of the sun, and on top of this altar is a magic wand with a huge sun stone.
Lucien briefly scanned the complex magic circle and altar, and initially judged that they had the function of confinement and extraction. Then he carefully observed the murals while guarding against Sophia, Ralph and others.
The more he looked at it, the more surprised Lucien was, because the front part of the mural was very similar to "Viken's Special Summoning Ceremony": a man full of hatred and resentment used an inexplicable ritual of drawing a puppet, throwing it in, and burning it.
A devil with an uncertain shape, whose identity can only be determined by its two special sharp horns.
The remaining murals made Lucien even more horrified. When this hateful man was possessed by the devil's projection, gained great power, and killed all those he hated. Circles of magic suddenly appeared around him, completely imprisoning him.
.Then a middle-aged man wearing a magic crown appeared in the mural. He used complicated gestures to extract the devil's projection from the man's body!
Then this middle-aged man who looked like Thanos opened the altar, dissipated the devil's projection, disintegrated it, and integrated it into himself!
"It turns out that this is capturing the projections of the seven devils, and then integrating them into the body like merging blood. Thanos is really..."
Lucien was surprised and admired. When most magicians faced the seven devils who were so mysterious and strange, they would choose to eliminate them as soon as possible, stay away from them, or trade with them to get help. Only such a domineering and crazy guy
, just thinking about how to catch them, study them, and fuse them.
"Where are Thanos' experimental data and magic notes?" This is what Lucien wants to get most, followed by the sun scepter on the altar.
Sophia pointed to the small door in the corner of the hall and showed a sweet and flattering smile: "Dear Mr. Magician, there are some incomplete notes left by Thanos. According to Uncle Ulrich, before the Holy Calendar, there seemed to be
The legendary magician came in and took away most of the information."
A legendary magician came in? Could it be Viken? That's why he wrote "Viken's Special Summoning Ceremony"? But what about "Painful Fable"? This method of widespread circulation has nothing to do with the content of the mural.
If it doesn't match, there is no way to monitor who has summoned the devil. Shouldn't we select the right people and focus on 'training' them?
Lucien knew more than Sophia and the others imagined. Countless questions arose in Lucien's mind. Then he suppressed his thoughts. After asking Ralph and roughly judging the magic circle, he said calmly: "Sofia, go and get that magic wand."
'Take it off."
Sophia's pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she was very afraid of triggering any curse, but she did not dare to disobey Lucien's orders, otherwise she would die immediately. She tried to use her own charm to seduce Lucien and let Ralph or Claire go.
He wanted to take it out, but all he got back was a ruthless and cold gaze, so he had to secretly curse the damn mysterious mage, walk to the altar with a trembling body, and use the "Mage's Hand" to remove the "Magic Scepter".
Nothing changed, Sophia relaxed and handed the magic wand to Lucien.
After throwing an "Appraisal Technique" in the past, there was not much information feedback, but Lucien was not surprised but happy, because this showed that the level of the "Scepter" had reached at least level nine. It was not something that his current Appraisal Technique could directly crack. He had to
Combined with magic analysis, it takes several days to complete and cannot be used immediately.
Putting away the "scepter", Lucien took Sophia, Ralph, and Claire into the small door in the corner. Inside were rows of empty bookshelves, with only a few incomplete books on the metal desk.