Faced with this situation, Rhine shook his head with laughter: "When Maskelin wrote this, he must have thought of something crucial, so that he was emotionally shaken, destroyed the secret room, and failed to convey the speculated results.
He left in a hurry after writing, which made those of us who read the notes extremely depressed."
"I think so too. Since there has been no legendary battle here and it has not been deliberately damaged, it is not difficult to judge that Mr. Maskelyne's departure was voluntary but extremely hurried." Lucien regained his composure and recovered from the clues.
The scene at that time.
Rhine looked around and said, "This shows that what Maskelon is anxious to complete is more important than leaving clues. It may be the key to destroying the monster."
"No matter how rushed you are, you can still finish writing the result in less time... How long does it take to write a name? With the help of magic?" Lucien asked himself and answered, "It takes less than a second."
Rhine looked at the long ink traces that Maskelin finally dragged out like a historian identifying documents. He just had to bring a magnifying glass to his eyes: "From this scratch, we can clearly feel that Maskelin was
Shocked, logically speaking, he has already speculated to this point, and he will not be so shocked when writing his name that he cannot continue writing, unless something happened outside the secret room, or some clues suddenly appeared in front of his eyes..."
Lucien's heart was moved, and even he couldn't believe it and said: "Perhaps when Mr. Maskelyne wrote this, he suddenly remembered the missing key details, which completely subverted the previous speculation and gave him a new direction of speculation.
, so he hurriedly left to seek confirmation of items or traces elsewhere. The reason why the scratches he left seemed so shocking was because the new object of speculation was unexpected by him, and he did not finish writing the previous speculation.
monster status because it’s wrong.”
"A very bold hypothesis, a very reasonable explanation." Rhine praised, "But no matter what, I suspect that the monster is related to Thanos, because this guy is a monster himself, haha, just like you."
He looked very familiar with Thanos.
"I suspect so too. When I was in the Sun King's underground palace, I got Thanos' incomplete notes and saw his condensed divine light ball, or negative emotional light ball, plus Rudolph who gained a lot from it.
The performance and words of the second generation, I guess that the Sun King found a way to transform himself into the seven ancient devils, and started from the path of condensing divinity from the false gods to eliminate the negative effects of this transformation, and such a product
, in addition to being able to be projected into other people's bodies, it should also be possible to directly transform into anyone based on memories or negative emotions."
Lucien became more and more fluent as he spoke, as if Thanos was the murderer. However, Lucien shuddered when he thought that a being who was close to a god a thousand years ago was the murderer. Now "he" might be a true god-like person.
strength, right?
Rhine asked in confusion: "I know that he studied ancient demons, and I provided some of the information to him, but what is the divine light ball? What is the negative emotional light ball?"
"That's the inner hall that you failed to discover, Mr. Rhine..." Lucien briefly explained.
Rhine chuckled: "He has concealed a lot of research results. Judging from the several projections of Rudolf II, he may have really found a further way to get rid of the original restrictions by transforming into the seven ancient devils.
·Well, thinking about it this way, do you think that the monster's knowledge of our memories is in line with the characteristics of Thanos? Knowing all the current situations, he can completely grasp the past and the future..."
"...Theoretically, I don't think there can be such a thing as Thanos. It is just an abstract concept used to express a certain truth. If it really existed, it would require computing power and corresponding
The energy will be so terrifying that it is unimaginable. Even if the entire world is destroyed and all alien spaces are destroyed, it will not be possible." Lucien answered Rhine's question from a rigorous arcane attitude, while silently cursing in his heart... If
It's really a "Tanos demon", I will release "Schrödinger's cat"!
Rhine clicked his tongue: "Maybe it's just a simplified version. Okay, what should we do next?"
"Mr. Maskelyne's notes are disconnected in key places, making it impossible for us to know how the monster was created, what weaknesses it has, and how to exploit it. And all of this was done in the Thanos legacy laboratory they mentioned.
There should be corresponding information, at least there must be experimental records on how to create monsters. If it was not destroyed by the monster..." Lucien thought for a while, overcame his depression and regained his fighting spirit, "Mr. Maskelyne
These ancient magicians may not be able to see the problem from the experimental records, but modern arcanists like us may not be able to detect the problem!"
Looking at Lucien's unusually determined expression, Rhine smiled and said: "Even if you couldn't become a magician, you could still inspire the power of your bloodline by your own will. There is a way to make up for the lack of exercise before adulthood. Haha, now that you are at this point,
We can only go to Thanos' laboratory, but the problem is that we don't know the location and coordinates?"
Lucien took out the "Mirror of Destiny": "This is something that has happened in the past. It should be able to predict accurately, at least much more clearly than predicting the weakness of monsters."
The fact that Maskelyne only received vague hints made Lucien give up the idea of using the "Mirror of Destiny" to predict monsters.
Lucien held the magic crystal ball in his left hand. After it lit up, he rubbed his right hand on the "Mirror of Destiny" covered with mysterious patterns and recited strange and obscure incantations.
A layer of water shimmered on the surface of the dusty "Mirror of Destiny", and a pair of numbers emerged from the sparkling surface.
"We have the coordinates of Thanos' laboratory." Lucien smiled.
With a loud clanking sound, the "Mirror of Destiny" completely cracked, but no fragments fell to the ground, and it turned into pieces of light that danced and disappeared.
"Go now?" Rhine asked.
Lucien shook his head: "The flow of time here is consistent with the outside world, much faster than in the Gate World. We must take this opportunity to restore the legendary items."
As he spoke, he picked up the puppet's torso and inserted two arms and one leg on it.
"I also took the opportunity to get rid of my weakness." Rhine nodded and leaned against a bookshelf.
A few hours later, in the secret room, the golden crown held by Lucien in his right hand emitted a faint black aura.
"The crown of an ancient mummy? What effect does it have?" Rhine opened his eyes, and his silver eyes returned to normal.
Lu! Xiba clicked her lips: "The ancient mummy did not leave any information on the items. Now it is only broken. It can transform into gloves, armor, boots and other items, providing physical defense capabilities close to the peak of the legend. It is immune to many
The negative legendary magic and exudes terrifying power of decay, but when worn, it will slightly confuse the brain and effectively reduce thinking ability..."
Leaving information in magic items is a habit that only emerged in the era of the Magic Empire. It makes it easier for each successor to master the items. For example, Lucien successfully obtained the "Mirror of Destiny" using the "Appraisal Technique". At the same time, this also makes the refining process easier.
The name of the author was widely circulated and became a good talk. Later, this custom was completely inherited by the church, and the collected lost civilization items were treated in the same way. However, the ancient mummies and the Lich King were undead creatures and obviously did not have this habit.
become.
"It's good to work with the Sword of Truth. Anyway, it's enough for the knight to have normal thinking when fighting. In fact, the standard barbarian epic warrior is also very strong." Rhine joked, "Wait until the Shield of Truth is repaired before setting off?"
"No need. Now that we have a super powerful defensive equipment, there is no need to wait for the Shield of Truth. Time is of the essence." Lucien made a decision, and the Moon Clock and the Robe of the Grand Arcanist were still close to half a day away.
It takes time to return to a good state, and you can no longer sit around and wait for monsters to come to your door.
As he spoke, he transformed into an epic knight, turned the "Mummy Crown" into "Mummy Gloves" and put it on.
Rhine, who was leaning forward, stood up straight without moving his hands: "Then let's go!"
He has not recovered from the initial serious injury caused by the monster, but has only eliminated the weakness caused by the eternal blazing sun. It is estimated that he can only perform at a level close to the third level of the legend, and he cannot use the ability to summon the silver moon with a buffer time of ten hours.
After leaving Maskelyne's secret laboratory, Lucien and Rhine quickly passed through the gray hall and the black door, completely ignoring the strange and strange world of death that occasionally appeared, and crossed as quickly as possible without disturbing the monsters inside.
.
As they passed through the halls and pushed open a black door, Lucien's main star projection of destiny suddenly jumped, and a huge sense of danger arose, so he raised the "Mummy Glove" without hesitation.
On the other side of the door, a clear and solemn voice sounded at the same time: "Light of Judgment!"
Through the gap in the door, Lucien saw "Saint Ivan" and "Angel of Light" in white robes!
They had no scruples and launched an attack as soon as they noticed signs of the black door opening!
A vast and majestic light descended from an inexplicable height, judging all "sin"!
Here Lucien encountered the "Light of Judgment" for the second time. The last time it was used by "Gono", the incarnation of the Lord of Hell, it was only close to the peak of the legend. Now, he is the Pope of the Northern Church and ranks among the peak of the legend.
Used by the first being! The difference in power between the two is enough to be separated by many Luciens.
In the majestic sanctity, Lucien's silver-gray metal gloves were filled with thick black air, but they melted quickly.
The light hits the gloves, blooming like fireworks, extremely beautiful.
Amidst the snapping sound, many cracks appeared on the gloves, and the "Angel of Light" on the opposite side followed up with a magical spell:
"Spear of Purification!"
The bright and cold spear of light was thrown towards Lucien, who was resisting the "Light of Judgment". At this time, ten white and slender fingers appeared in front of Lucien, directly grabbing the spear of light and holding it
extinguished.
Rhine rescued Lucien in time!
At the same time as the "Light of Judgment" disappeared, Lucien felt his hands light up and understood that the "Mummy Gloves" were badly damaged and might not be usable in a short period of time. After all, the "Light of Judgment" was very restrained against undead things.
"We can't delay, we must find an opportunity to escape immediately, otherwise we will definitely die!"
Countless thoughts flashed through Lucien's mind, but they did not affect his judgment. There was a silver-gray pocket watch in his right hand, and the ticking sound echoed clearly in the gray hall.
Click, Lucien pressed his middle finger, and a hemispherical black void suddenly appeared next to Ivan, which slowed down his subsequent magical attacks.
Taking this opportunity, Lucien used "Precision Teleportation". As a space door opened and closed, he appeared directly in front of another black door, followed closely by Rhine.
Just when Lucien pushed open the black door, the wings condensed with divine radiance behind Ivan broke free from the shackles of gravitational collapse, and flapped out "arrows of light" to shoot at Lucien.
In front of him was the unopened door, and behind him was the scorching terror. Lucien gritted his teeth and without evading, he directly knocked open the black door and threw himself in.
With a bang, the "Elemental Skin" was damaged, the "Spell Absorber" quickly reached its limit, and the magic brought by the "Spell Sequencer" and "Spell Sequencer" collapsed one after another!
In the end, Lucien relied on the "short-distance teleportation" triggered by "spell" to get rid of the remaining power of the "Arrow of Light", and together with Rhine, he opened the black door without knowing the direction and ran away, running away, running away like crazy!
"Chase!" "Ivan" said with a somewhat annoyed tone when he saw that a legendary first-level magician was not killed during the surprise attack.
In a frantic escape, Lucien opened black doors one after another, and by relying on the rapid changes of positions in the gray hall, he finally got rid of "Ivan" and "Angel of Light".
"This door seems a little weird. There are faint white patterns in the black color." After calming down a little, Rhine discovered a rather strange black door.
Lucien calculated the coordinates and found that it was not the location of a laboratory, so he guessed: "Maybe there is a special world behind it. If we escape a few more gray halls, the distance is not far enough, Ivan, it is possible that we can catch up."
His life was hanging by a thread just now, and someone as calm as Lucien couldn't help but feel scared.
Rhine smiled and pushed open the strange black door: "Let's enter the world behind it."
The door opened, endless holy light leaped into their eyes, and the sound of chants lingered beautifully.
In the vast holy light, a seven-story mountainous world vaguely emerged, with countless angels flying back and forth.
Lucien opened his mouth wide and forgot to close it.
Rhine's expression was stiff, his smile froze on his face, and he murmured to himself like he was mocking himself: