"The taste of Muskelin" Angus didn't understand Ador's words too much, but when the name Maskeling was mentioned, his tone became quite solemn.
Under the bleak white sun, Adore's delicate but lifeless skin was shrouded in a faint black aura, and two red rays of light jumped like flames under the hood: "The talisman on his body was made with a special technique of Maskeling.
Hmph, he can sense me with his amulet, why can't I recognize the origin of his amulet?"
"So, Lord Ador, you revealed your secret to Sousa last time, not for Felipe or to provoke the Pale Hand's infighting," Angus reached out to catch a rotting fallen muscle, and rubbed it into his face.
"Those stupid human beings, greed and stubbornness have blinded their hearts, and we play with them in the palm of our hands."
Adol sneered.
Angeus's voice became grim: "Muskeline knows too many of our secrets, and he is a powerful prophet and astrology master, and the purpose of his object must not be pure, since the magician named Lucian Evans is coming to Heidler to receive the award, then should we?"
He gestured to his throat.
"Idiot, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing something in Heidler CityDo you want to expose the secrets of the Necromantic RealmDo you want to show the Necromantic Realm naked in front of the Magic Council A Grand Arcanist, a Legendary Magician, we are still sure to deal with it, but in the face of seven Great Arcanists, eleven Legendary Magicians, what do we use to fight Don't forget, our goal is not only the Magic Council" Adore scolded in a cold voice.
"Do you want to leave a guy alive who may reveal our secrets at any time?"
replied Angus a little angrily, although he was not as good as Adore, he was also a high-ranking undead, and he was not the object of his insults.
Adol turned his head, and the red point of light under the shadow of the hood jumped twice: "If he wanted to leak it, he would have leaked it a long time ago."
After mastering this kind of secret, it is more dangerous to leak it than to keep it secret, because the strong man who knows the secrets of the necromantic realm will definitely shut him up forever.
Since there has been no movement in this area from the Magic Council, it means that Lucian Evans is a very cautious and intelligent person. ” "Even if he wants to leak it, I'm afraid he will have to wait until he becomes a legendary magician and has enough self-protection strength, 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 a Grand Arcanist to take care of him like he did last time."
Seeing what Angus wanted to say, Ador warned: "The most important thing for us at the moment is to extract strength and prepare for the return of the Lord, Angus, don't act on your own and disrupt the plan, otherwise you will wait to be thrown into the soul fireplace." ” "Yes, Lord Adore."
Angus put on his hood and bowed his head in reply.
Elemental Will Aringe Branch, the first floor hall of the Magic Tower.
After Lucien bowed, he walked off the podium amid applause, and Morris's voice came from behind him after relieving his heartache: "Now, let's ask Mr.
Larry Clark to come up."
Dressed in elemental robes, Larry stepped out of the crowd with a little nervousness and greeted Lucien.
"Congratulations, Mr.
Larry."
Lucien smiled as he walked up to him.
Larry touched his tawny beard in confusion, "Thank you, Evans, it's been a nice day." ” The guy spoke incoherently excitedly, and Lucien turned to the side in amusement as he watched Larry walk onto the podium.
"Congratulations, the pride of our elemental will, an unprecedented three-time Holm Crown Award winner."
Florence leaned in with her glass and smiled.
Lucien flipped his hands up, revealing several rings: "Thank you, Madame Florenza, for your careful design." ” While listening to Morris's statement of the important role of Larry's atomic valence and ionization theory in the process of potion making and alchemy, Florence restrained her smile and shook her wine glass: "We have found out, Belak took the initiative to apply for rotation in the past few days, the reason is to exchange for a period of rest, and other high-level magicians naturally have no opinion." ” "In other words, it was all arranged by him," Lucien frowned slightly.
After Lucien returned to Alinge, a thorough investigation into Belak began, because Lucien always felt that it was too coincidental to know why Belak was able to grasp the time when he discovered the vase curse, and whether there was someone else cooperating with him.
Judging from the investigation results of the Ministerial Committee that he just heard, Berak only chose the time when he had the greatest chance of discovering the vase curse if he couldn't find it in the first few days, then there was a ninety percent chance that he wouldn't be able to find it, even if he began to suspect symptoms later, it was a long process, and Barack had plenty of time to prepare, and as for the situation that was discovered by chance in the middle, it was not in Berak's consideration, and there was no chance of assassination.
Florence nodded slightly, and her long golden hair shook with it: "As far as the current situation is concerned, no other high-level cooperation has been found for the time being, but there has been significant progress in other aspects."
We found Loban in Berak's magic tower, and from his memories and other materials left in Berak, we captured more than a dozen low-level magicians, all of whom took refuge in the church, some of them sought peace of mind from faith because of their stagnant strength or poor situation, and gradually became fanatical believers, and some of them simply sought money, materials, etc., for their own better development. ” "As long as there is death, and there is suffering, and there is despair and difficulty, religion cannot be stopped, but we cannot compromise with the Church, and all religions must be under our control."
Lucien said with emotion.
Florence was stunned, then giggled, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and her body trembled like a flower branch: "Lucian, no, Commissioner Evans, you are becoming more and more of a commissioner, and your tone is exactly the same as that of Speaker Douglas and His Excellency Fernando."
Lucien smiled slightly awkwardly and jokingly changed the subject: "Yes, can I say that I am still considering whether to propose the establishment of a working committee to care about the growth and mental health of magicians?"
"Caring for the Wizard's Growth and Mental Health Working Committee, haha, it's the right of the members" Florencesa, amused by Lucien's strange name, took a long time to stop laughing, and Larry had already begun to give a short speech.
Taking a sip of wine and moistening her laughing throat, Florence said with a teleportation technique: "There has been some progress in the investigation of the source of the special materials that you have privately requested.
Although it is the material provided by the church to Belak, this material is very special, we have already grasped certain clues, and we are currently sending people to the desert in the south of the Gusta Empire to secretly investigate. ” "That's really good news."
Lucien smiled heartily, 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, and the origin of the mineral must be found.
Florence's turquoise eyes stared at Lucien suspiciously, and said with "communication technique": "Although the special material is a new element, is it so important, have you discovered anything?"
The first part of Lucian's thesis was not sealed, that is, the part where the new element "uranium" was discovered and a lot of data was measured, and thirty arcane points were obtained, and at this time he could only laugh and say nothing when he heard Florentine's question.
Florence had a strong curiosity, but was able to restrain herself relatively well, and seeing that Lucien refused to speak, she had to use her imagination and say, "Oh, my poor teacher" The two ended their conversation and turned to look at the stage and listen to Larry's speech.
Larry's initial nervousness slowly subsided, and his voice gradually smoothed: "As Evans mentioned just now, there is a law of necessity behind any accident, so I am thinking about why matter is ionized into ions with different charges when dissolved, why elements have valence states, why valence states show periodic changes, and whether this has anything to do with the internal structure of atoms and whether it has anything to do with Evans's newly discovered electrons."
"In the world of arcane, if there is a result, there must be a cause, and any phenomenon is strictly determined by the law, so we can't be satisfied with the result and the acquisition of the surface phenomenon, but also carry out deeper exploration."
Florence smiled and looked sideways at Lucien, and quipped, "More and more people are being spoiled by Speaker Douglas, and the person who is most like him is Lucian." ” "It's my pleasure."
Lucien responded with a smile.
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A barren and dead wilderness full of tombstones.
Lucien, Averies, and a skull-headed lich dressed in dark brown magical robes appear at the edge of the wilderness at the same time.
"This is the place of rest," Lucien curiously looked around at the half-plane of the Revenant Master.
The skull-headed lich's eyes danced with pale flames: "Yes, this is the resting place created by His Excellency the Lord of the Revenant, Evans, let's move on." ” "Yes, Lord Moros."
Lucien grabbed Afrith, who wanted to go to the wilderness to "rob the tomb", and followed the lich behind him to the exit teleportation array.
The "Pale Hand" hated having to present the award to Lucien, so naturally they would not accommodate him like the Elemental Will and place the award ceremony in Alinge, but as the master, they couldn't let Lucien have an accident, otherwise they would offend the Storm Master, and the entire organization would be humiliated, so they let the vice president, the eighth-level arcanist, and the nine-ring necromancer Moros, take on the task of welcoming and protecting Lucien.
Time and space shifted, dizzy, and a solidified familiar light gray appeared in front of Lucian's eyes.
"Evans, you take a break in your room, and I'll take you to the banquet hall in two hours.
By the way, a lot of our research in the Pale Hand is disgusting and very dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be contaminated with a curse, and many necromancers don't like you very much, so you'd better not move around, otherwise there will be an accident and everyone will be unhappy. ” Moros led Lucian to the guest room, and reminded him lightly, the reason was very sufficient, but Lucian heard the true meaning of his words, the "Pale Hand" has many secrets, if you wander around and snoop, don't blame us for being polite.
Seeing off Moros, Lucien stood by the window, looking at the sky filled with light gray colors and at the quiet streets below.
Unlike other cities, there are many "humanoids" on the streets, but there is very little conversation, most of them are wandering ghosts, slow-moving zombies, disgusting and terrifying ghouls, skeletons with white bones, and "skinless people" and "corpse dogs" with reddish eyes flashing, which are newly "developed" by the Pale Hand and are low-intelligence necromancers.
Turning his gaze, Lucien saw the gap in the necromantic realm surrounded by the magic tower, and thought to himself: "Did the pale hand find the necromantic realm?"
In the midst of his thoughts, a little burning heat came from Lucian's neck.
"Mr.
Rhine has something to do with me," Lucien thought with a little surprise.
When near the rift in the necromancy, the power of the Rhine projection becomes much stronger.
"Averies, I'll rest, and you can play slowly by yourself."
Lucien commanded, lay down on the bed, and then hypnotized himself, half-asleep into the dream.
Seeing that Lucien was asleep, Afrith pounced on him, crouched beside the bed, and stared intently at the three Holm crown rings, his paws wiping his saliva.
Suddenly, Afrith sniffled in confusion, her translucent amber eyes looking around, but finding nothing, and soon its attention was drawn to the beautiful sparkling ring.
In the dream, Rhine appeared and said directly: "Lucian, the situation in the necromantic realm has changed greatly, or it won't be long before something changes. ” To be continued: