The table, utensils and materials in the laboratory were still the same as they were when Lucien came in last time to collect the ghost dust. There was no smell of strangers, only the wind blowing in from the vents in the secret area had a faint smell of sulfur.
Lucien maintained his concentration on casting spells and waited calmly for half an hour, which was the time when the night watchmen left the area and the cultists resumed surveillance.
There was no movement from above the laboratory. After Lucien confirmed that it was safe, he used his mental power to open the many primary alchemy formations carved on the stone table one by one, and then took out one from the material box with the "preservation organ" magic.
Tube Wraith Dust, three black corpse mushrooms, dark black water ghost brain tissue that is still squirming, and some other auxiliary materials.
Although the twenty-four-hour magic effect has passed, with the help of cryolite and other materials purchased by Lucien, the water ghost's brain tissue shows no signs of damage.
This was a measure Lucien took to prevent himself from being unable to cast the "organ preservation" magic once a day due to delays.
Putting on his gloves, picking up the sterling silver dagger, Lucien picked a black corpse mushroom into the weighing alchemy array:
"6.72 grams."
While writing down the weight of the black corpse mushroom and calculating the usage of other materials in the soul library, Lucien placed it in a glass dish engraved with magic runes, and then placed it in a dry glass beaker.
Take it and weigh it by itself.
Pour the resentful spirit dust into the beaker, Lucien observed the changes in the weighing alchemy array, and did not stop until the transparent and shimmering dust reached about 3 grams.
After weighing out ten grams of Moonlight Rose using the same method, Lucien picked up the shining sterling silver dagger with his white-gloved hand and gently cut it on the dark black water ghost's brain tissue.
It is like the brain tissue of a water ghost hiding countless insects that are constantly twisting. It squirms violently, as if it feels great danger. The cold and slippery nausea is transmitted to Lucien's brain through the fingertips of the gloves, very clearly.
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In front of Lucien's eyes, countless water ghosts and wraiths appeared with claws and teeth. Their rotten skin and muscles, teeth stained with blood, and their stench all made people feel horrible and disgusting.
But Lucien cut it coldly and without shaking hands, following the complex texture of the brain tissue and cutting out the delicate internal tissue.
The water ghost and the resentful spirit suddenly disappeared, and the peristalsis of the water ghost's brain tissue returned to its original level, and continued to be calm.
After using a weighing alchemy array and a pure silver dagger to divide and determine the weight of the cut brain tissue, Lucien took a thick black vessel similar to a casserole, placed it on the flame alchemy array and began to adjust the size of the flame.
The flame went from dark red through deep red, orange, golden yellow, etc. to stabilize at golden white.
Lucien first threw the black corpse mushroom into the vessel, added a small amount of water, and then stirred it with a glass rod.
The black corpse mushroom is not like other plants that will scorch or explode under high temperature. Instead, it melts little by little, and the rotten stench gradually spreads out, but it is restrained in the vessel by the alchemy array.
When the black, viscous liquid rolled out bubbles, Lucien's hand added the spirit dust and moonlight rose powder into it with unusual stability.
Suddenly, as soon as the three materials came into contact, a large amount of black and silver smoke came out.
The smoke kept expanding and contracting, as if countless souls were fighting inside. Waves of misty and shrill screams reached Lucien's ears, making Lucien begin to feel slightly nauseous and vomiting.
Lucien was unmoved, holding back all kinds of discomfort, and used his mental power to control the flame changes, and the golden-white flame turned into pure white.
The black and silver smoke began to slowly merge and condense, showing a pale color, like the color of dead but not yet rotten human skin, making people feel chilled and trembling.
As time passed by, the smoke condensed into strange pale droplets. Lucien saw the opportunity and threw the water ghost's brain tissue in with a pure silver dagger.
The pale water droplets in the vessel seemed to have encountered a magnet, and all merged into the dark black water ghost brain tissue. In just one second, the water ghost brain tissue mysteriously disappeared.
The temperature of the entire magic laboratory suddenly dropped and became eerie. The pure white flames burned with traces of dark green, causing people to have indescribable heart palpitations.
Lucien took three steps back in the empty laboratory. His internal organs were tumbling, he was extremely nauseated, and he almost fainted.
"This is an infrasound attack of a certain intensity. How can such a change occur when refining the 'Crying Soul'?" Lucien stepped back unsteadily while resisting dizziness and assessing the situation.
Then a difficult incantation came from Lucien's mouth, and a transparent annular wall surrounded Lucien, with ripples vibrating on the wall!
"Silent Barrier"!
After blocking the subsequent attacks, Lucien recovered for a few seconds and continued to use the "Light Technique".
A bright light ball appeared in the empty laboratory. Under the strong light, you could see the densely packed pale human faces in the vessel!
The faces of these people are very transparent and blurry, and only the facial features can be barely seen, but they exude a strong malice and gloomy aura, and are trying hard to break away from the alchemy array, trying to get into Lucien's body.
It's not like a pure resentful spirit, but like a mixture of spirit and curse. If they penetrate the body, I'm afraid the end will be miserable.
Strong light magic similar to the light spell appeared one after another with Lucien's mysterious incantation. Under their superimposed strong illumination, these malicious and blurred faces gradually disappeared.
When the laboratory returned to normal, Lucien saw that there was only a little residual black liquid left in the vessel, and it gave off a strong burning smell.
"The 'Crying Soul' formula translated in the witch's magic notebook should be correct. Maybe there are some restrictions that she felt were not important and impossible to encounter, so there was no translation. This almost killed me." Lucien took it off.
Gloves, wiping cold sweat, "I have to find opportunities to learn the writing of the ancient magic empire in the future."
"I followed the formula and process recorded by the witch. The only difference is that the water ghost brain tissue I used is mutated. It is possible that there is a problem here." Lucien thought about and re-analyzed the formula and process.
A judgment was made.
The "Crying Soul" potion is an outstanding achievement of necromantic magic in the ancient Sylvanus Empire. According to the witch's records, this formula is only mastered by a very small number of magicians. Her ancestors obtained it after an accidental exchange, so it
It requires a very precise formula, and slight changes in materials may cause failure.
Fortunately, Lucien's mutated water ghost brain tissue only had a little more soul power and was not fundamentally different from the normal water ghost brain tissue, so Lucien quickly thought of a way and decided to refine it again.
This time, Lucien used the darkest and best-quality black corpse mushroom. The subsequent process was exactly the same as the first time, and it went smoothly to the last step.
After taking a look at the "silencing barrier" and the trap that bound the spirit body that had been arranged in advance, Lucien calmly and calmly threw the cut water ghost brain tissue into the vessel, allowing it to absorb the pale and strange water droplets.
Ah! Ah! Ah!
A series of sharp and piercing cries came from the vessel, full of sadness and misery, but they were offset by the silencing barrier.
The dark black water ghost brain tissue quickly lost its color and became light black and sticky.
Such changes were half recorded by the witch and half calculated and expected by Lucien, so he did not panic and almost coldly threw a small amount of auxiliary materials into the flames according to the steps.
Pure white flames burst out, covering the entire vessel, and then suddenly extinguished.
The flame disappeared, and about thirty milliliters of liquid appeared in the vessel. It was light black and kept bubbling. Inside each bubble was a blurry, pale and vicious human face. They kept screaming and crying.
It makes people feel soft-hearted.
"No wonder it's called 'Crying Soul'."
Lucien used the "Mage's Hand" to put this terrifying and strange light black potion into a glass test tube.
After careful observation, after confirming that the light black bubble potion was consistent with the "crying soul" described by the witch, Lucien gritted his teeth, raised his head, and poured the potion directly into his mouth.
"There is no time or material to test the properties of the potion! The witch shouldn't be able to harm herself!"
The potion was not as unpleasant as Lucien imagined, but the smooth and greasy feeling was a bit strange. With a heart, Lucien swallowed them smoothly.
"Uh, chicken flavor?"
But soon, Lucien felt a stab of pain in his body that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, as if it was tearing his body into pieces.
Countless cries echoed in his ears, and Lucien could no longer tell whether they were real or hallucinations.
This kind of extreme pain could not be resisted by concentrating on casting spells. Lucien could not help but squat down, then lie down, biting the cloth ball prepared in advance, rolling and rubbing on the ground, trying to relieve the pain.
However, Lucien maintained the last bit of unshakable clarity in his mind:
"After these few months of exercise, my body was originally better than normal people, but after two overdrafts, it became the same as normal people. Although the possibility of stimulating bloodline power is high, it is not absolute!"
In the pain, Lucien felt that all his blood was boiling, rushing in his body, flowing to every corner, and every blood vessel expanded to the limit, as if it would burst at any time.
Lucien's exposed skin, including his face, neck, and back of his hands, had green blood vessels protruding one after another, looking ferocious and terrifying.
A trace of blood mist evaporated from the blood vessels, completely wrapping Lucien like a bloody ball, and then seeped back in.
In the severe pain that was half awake and half hallucinatory, Lucien gradually felt that his blood was separating. The most powerful one was a deep and cold death force. It was suppressing other blood lines and beginning to transform the body. However, Lucien
The "Destiny Main Star Projection" in En's soul suddenly lit up, connected to the main star, and the illusory meditation starry sky appeared strangely around him. As a result, a bloodline that had been suppressed received powerful assistance, and it also grew rapidly and drove away the power of death.
The two forces were fighting fiercely on the battlefield with all the blood vessels inside Lucien's body. Lucien, who still maintained a trace of consciousness, of course hoped that the power of the stars would win, at least it would not be so 'evil', and in his subsequent actions, the darkness
The power of nature may bring certain dangers and obstacles.
Unfortunately, the power of death, which seemed to be the combined force of countless souls, far exceeded Lucien's own star power. Just when Lucien thought he would die from ruptured blood vessels and internal bleeding, death took over and was about to suppress the star power.
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The blood flowing crazily seems to be relaxing.
After all, this is a bloodline inspired by potions, not Lucien's own ability.