The mushroom cloud entwined with flames slowly rose, and traces of black air dispersed the smoke, revealing a blue-black giant with a missing head and an abnormally tattered body.
At this time, the intelligent beings of different races that made up the giant's body suddenly came to life, and they surged towards the head like a tide. They were so densely packed that they scrambled to form a head again in less than a few seconds.
"'The vitality is really tenacious. It is worthy of being a famous masterpiece of the necromantic system." With the "Space-Time Scepter" condensed with bright light in Lucien's hand, the corpses of humans, elves, and dragons became quite slow, and their movements
Like a puppet, it slows down recovery.
Then, a flash of cold moonlight appeared in Lucien's black pupils, and he transformed into an epic knight. He pulled out his silver-gray sword, turned into a sword light and fell from the sky, striking the blue-black giant like a meteor.
It's not that Lucien doesn't want to use magic to solve it, but that monsters will come after him at any time, so he can't waste time. If he can be crushed with the sword of truth, he won't make any other choice!
With a flash of silver-gray sword light, an illusory crack appeared silently on the blue-black giant's body. It directly split the defense layer, black energy and flesh, and turned into countless small branches that spread towards all parts of the giant's body.
With a crisp sound, the corpses of the intelligent beings turned into pieces of rotten flesh and fell down, like a sudden rainstorm.
And in this shower of blood, flesh and pus, the silver moonlight twined around Lucien, "evaporating" the "rainwater" falling on his body, and conveniently caught the broken heart.
The heart was completely green and black, and its strong beating gradually slowed down until it stopped. Then the flesh and blood on the surface peeled off layer by layer, revealing a pool of light green liquid about the size of a thumb inside, filled with a strong breath of life.
Lucien took out a silver teapot-like thing engraved with magic patterns, opened the lid, tilted the "Fountain of Youth" inside, and then sealed it again.
"We continue to set off. We are not far from the location marked by Maskelyne." Rhine, who had recovered a little, walked over on his own and urged Lucien. For him, the "Fountain of Youth" had no effect.
A poisonous existence.
Lucien put away the magic silver pot and was about to release the transformation. At this time, a whimpering sound suddenly sounded from around him, and the temperature seemed to have dropped by dozens of degrees.
Wuwuwu, amidst the numbing cries, tombstones fell down one after another, and the lids of the coffins were lifted one by one. Those black, gray, and white clothes seemed to have a life of their own, swaying
Stand up and twist towards the center.
Their walking movements seemed deformed, but their speed was extremely fast. It didn't take long to merge into a huge rag doll, a rag doll wearing colorful clothes and a rag doll with a mysterious smile on its face. This made the transformation into an epic
Lucien, the knight queen with keen intuition, sensed a hint of danger.
"What kind of custom is this?" Lucien asked subconsciously.
Rhine shook his head: "I don't know either. I understand at most one-third of all the strange customs."
The rag doll exudes an aura that is close to the legendary third level, and slowly takes shape with a weird smile like crying.
"Walk!"
Lucien had no idea of fighting. Although he used all his strength and items, plus Rhine's rich collection, he still had hope of defeating this weird rag doll, but in this way, he wasted a lot of time and was chased by a real monster.
It will be troublesome, and after killing the ragdoll, other undead souls may appear, and the battle may continue endlessly.
Without enough time to cancel the transformation, Lucien grabbed Rhine's arm and turned into moonlight and flew rapidly, illuminating the gray wilderness.
Not long after, a black door appeared among the tombstones.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
A strange cry-like laughter suddenly appeared in Lucien's ears, causing the "space wall" created by the time and space scepter around him to collapse inexplicably, and the moonlight was lifted.
Lucien shuddered suddenly and felt a cool breeze pouring into his neck. The "epic knight's body" showed signs of dissolution. It seemed that only the "Grand Arcanist's Robe" and other clothing were not affected. Of course
, they also fail to function.
Facing this "rag doll" that was difficult to predict with common sense, Lucien did not look back and flew straight towards the black door. At the same time, the sword of truth clenched in his right hand slashed behind him without even looking.
"Woo!"
There was a flash of silver-gray sword light, and cries that were countless times more piercing than before broke out, and the cold wind blowing into his neck stopped abruptly.
Lucien didn't go to accept the results of the battle, and he didn't have time to check the black door, so he ran straight in.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
After throwing himself into the gray hall, an even more exaggerated cry-like laughter reached Lucien's ears. With a movement of his breath, the moonlight on his body lit up, blowing the black door shut with a bang.
Boom, boom, boom!
The sound of pounding on the door sounded, and the black door bent forward, as if it would be knocked open at any time.
Lucien's scalp was numb, and while he was calculating the coordinates, he opened different black doors and shuttled between them.
After several gray halls, Lucien and Rhine finally got rid of the mysterious rag doll.
"The location left by Mr. Maskelyne is right next to it..." During the calculation, Lucien's pupils shrank suddenly, his emotions stabilized by countless magics couldn't help boiling, and his heart beat violently involuntarily.
What will you see there?
Can you find the secret of the monster?
Is it an unimaginable scene or a sign of horror and despair?
Rhine calmed down, adjusted his black shirt and red jacket, then pointed to one of the black doors with a smile: "It should be behind it!"!
"Yes." Lucien walked over and checked it with magic first. After confirming that there was no danger, he slowly pushed the door open.
In the silent retreat, everything behind the door appeared in the eyes of Lucien and Rhine.
"Why is this so?" Lucien tried hard to control his emotions so as not to let disappointment surge up and cover up his reason.
Behind the black door is the same gray hall, which is no different from other places. Even the silver-white magic patterns have not remained.
"Check carefully." Rhine suppressed his smile and walked into the gray hall, looking for all traces attentively.
After Lucien confirmed that there was no problem with the coordinates, he also stepped in. Suddenly, he felt slight fluctuations in the "Crown of the Sun" on his chest, as if it was interacting with something in the hall.
Following this induction, Lucien stood in front of a gray pillar and inspected it with various magics.
After a while, Lucien sighed and said: "As expected of a third-level prophet, this secret door is a model of concealment. Without the instructions of the Crown of the Sun, I am afraid that it would have to be someone at the peak of the legend to discover it. A little careless."
You will miss it.”
While talking, Lucien activated the secret door, and then stuck the "Crown of the Sun" on it. Although Lucien still had many ways to crack it, using the "Crown of the Sun" was the easiest and most time-saving.
The gray hall lit up with the rays of the sun that did not belong here. A secret door slowly opened, revealing a messy gray secret room filled with broken magic test tubes, alchemy furnaces and potion pots.
This scene seemed to be caused by the owner being unstable or leaving in a hurry. Because if it was a legendary battle, Lucien believed that they would not be preserved at all.
The layout of the secret room was a typical ancient magic laboratory. Lucien found the hidden desk without any effort. There were three things on it, one was the torso of a puppet, the other was a magic notebook, and the other was a dustpan.
Countless mysterious patterns float vaguely in the fluttering mirror.
"The 'Mirror of Destiny' is indeed Maskelyne's laboratory." Rhine recognized the mirror at a glance and explained to Lucien casually, "Maskelion once teamed up with MacLeod to try to
To create a legendary item that reflects the long river of destiny, but no existence at the god-like level can reach this level. In the end, they only refined an item with a limited number of uses, and in both uses...
It has produced very good results, once accurately predicting the whereabouts of Thanos' relics, and once, you know, predicting that you will be trapped."
"It turns out to be a legendary item of the prophecy system." Lucien discovered that Rhine knew more than he thought, so he threw an appraisal spell into the "Mirror of Destiny".
"'The Mirror of Destiny, a third-level perfect legendary item, can predict what has happened in the past quite accurately, and predict a certain scene in the future quite accurately. It is a projection of the river of destiny and should not exist in this world.
, it will be completely broken after five uses.”
"Number of times used: four times."
"Destiny has been decided long ago, but mortal eyes cannot see through the thick fog."
"—Waldo S. K. Maskelyne"
"There's only one time left. It seems that Mr. Maskelyne used it after he was trapped here." Lucien picked up the "Mirror of Destiny" and said in a heavy tone.
Rhine smiled and said: "If it were me, I would also use the Mirror of Destiny to predict the secret of the monster. I wonder if he has any conclusions."
Lucien did not rush to open the magic notebook, but picked up the green puppet torso: "Why did MacLeod's puppet components appear in Mr. Maskelyne's laboratory?"
"Maybe it's the clue that Maskelyne found after MacLeod disappeared." Rhine looked around and suddenly laughed, "This place has been processed by Maskelyne, and the flow rate of time and space is consistent with the outside world. Even if the monster waits
He came right away and we had time to recover."
Lucien still didn't open the magic notebook, his face was quite solemn: "I have two questions."
"What?" Rhine asked.
"One is what I said before, why doesn't the monster destroy these leftover items? I think with its strength, it won't be unable to discover it, right?" Lucien made a fist with his right hand and tapped his chin lightly, "Thinking in reverse,
Except for the last desperate struggle, why would Mr. Maskelyne and others who left behind pieces of paper, notes and belongings believe that the monster would not destroy them?"
Rhine said nothing and listened quietly to Lucien's analysis.
"The second question is, there are so many gray halls, but we found pieces of gray paper, puppet components, and traces everywhere so easily and easily. Is it too much of a coincidence?"
"Do you suspect that the monster deliberately misled us?" Rhine pursed his lips.
"It's possible, but what's the point of misleading us? Can't it defeat us?" Lucien previously suspected that it was using hints to deepen illusions or dreams, but the Soul Library can be opened normally.
Taking a gentle breath, Lucien whispered: "Maybe there are some clues in this notebook."
Opening the magic notebook, Maskelin's familiar handwriting appeared:
"...... We found a secret laboratory of Lord Thanos through the 'Mirror of Destiny. He is actually doing such experiments. It's really unbelievable. This gave us a lot of inspiration..."