At the moment when the "Devil of Pain" disappeared, the bleak hall that still looked heavy and oppressive under the illumination of the "Crown of Glory" before was as if it had been washed with water, and it regained its softness and brightness.
"Win" Sophia looked at the mysterious magician in front of her, clenched her fists in joy and waved, as if she no longer had to worry about the twisted and terrifying "painful" devil.
At the same time, her brain was spinning rapidly, and she began to think about what conditions she could use to impress the other party.
But Lucien did not relax at all, holding the "Pale Justice" in both hands, vigilantly looking at the noble children who were still alive in the hall, his spiritual power was concentrated on the "Ice and Snow Medal", and the "Silent Ice Coffin" was about to erupt.
Whether it is "hatred" or "greed", their strange and difficult to kill have left a deep impression on Lucian, and "pain" should be no exception, maybe when he is happy with victory and relaxed with safety, a painful smile will appear on the face of a noble child.
According to common sense, the best way is to kill all living creatures other than yourself, so that "pain" will not occupy a new body, and will gradually disappear, but these are the seven most mysterious and weird devils, and related to negative emotions, if you are immersed in the desire to kill for a while, then the "pain" or "indulgence" devil may occupy yourself, so the trouble will become very big, and it is countless times more difficult than dealing with external "projections".
His gaze swept over each of the surviving noble children and stayed on them for a moment, the coldness in their eyes made them shiver involuntarily, and they wanted to retreat in panic and fear but did not dare to move half a step.
Looking around the small half of the hall and coming back, his eyes fell on Sophia's face.
Although she was also frightened by those dark and indifferent eyes, Sophia, who was already mentally prepared, quickly kept herself basically calm, with a sweet and charming smile on her face, and her pink lips opened, she wanted to express her surrender and communicate, as long as the other party made a condition, no matter what it was, there was still room for things to turn around.
She is actually quite confident, because after thinking about it, she found that she and this mysterious magician actually have no hatred, and there is no entanglement of interests, the Sun King's treasures can be given to him, and the secrets can be destroyed by him, and she doesn't look at it at all, and the position of the heir of the Plantagenet family, she has no possibility to get it, let alone hinder, and her plan to try to kill "Borak" has been shattered before it has even started, and it has not caused substantial damage.
On the contrary, he can still 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 before, such as the wealth that is enough to make most counts blush, such as his own body and secret help in the future.
As soon as the organized words reached her mouth, she noticed that Lucian's gaze moved down slightly, and she reflexively followed him, only to see that the large wet marks on her dress were extremely eye-catching, and she moved back to the route she passed, a long trail of water reflected a faint light, and there was a puddle of water stains in the place where she was paralyzed before.
As soon as she soared, Sophia's face turned red, her sweet smile was more ugly than crying, and she felt that her skin was hot enough to fry eggs, and she was so ashamed that she was so angry.
"How am I?"
"It's so humiliating, it's so humiliating, I'm going to die" "How come he doesn't have any gentlemanly manners, bastard bastard" Lucien didn't have time to pay attention to Sophia's mood, but she was a little funny, she was ruthless, confident and elegant before, she lost all her hole cards, and when she was in a desperate environment, she would be so out of shape, and she was definitely not moved at all, desperately fighting back, trying to grasp that glimmer of hope, although she died without regrets.
It's really incomparable Speaking of which, Sophia has just turned twenty, and she already has the strength of the fifth level, and this kind of thing is really enviable and unobtainable.
If the bloodline is top-notch, the talent is outstanding, and the promotion speed can far exceed that of the vast majority of magicians, but the vast majority of magicians surpass the vast majority of knights, after all, not everyone has such a top bloodline, not everyone has such a terrifying talent, this is just a very small group of ancient magicians in the nobility Just to obtain a stable inheritance of a top bloodline, hundreds of thousands of humans have been killed, and for several generations.
And this is just the beginning, their future promotion still depends on the tempering of their own will, no longer like an arcane master can continue to maintain rapid promotion by exploring the world and getting close to the truth, just like Lucien in front of her, who is only one year older than her, is already a six-ring magician, if Sophia wants to become a high-level warlock, without the help of an extremely rare external force, it may take ten years, twenty years, or even longer.
A pale green and tranquil aura swayed, and the children of the nobles, who had relaxed a lot after the death of the "devil", suddenly felt tired and swelled up, and could not restrain themselves from lying down and falling asleep, leaving only Sophia unaffected.
With the time to recuperate, Lucien left a warning spell on these noble children, which he could immediately feel as soon as they woke up or had other abnormalities.
"Take me to the Sun King's chamber."
There is no time to play hide and seek with the "painful" devil who may not have completely disappeared, Lucien said to Sophia in a deep voice.
"Uh" Sophia was stunned for a moment, then turned over and stood up, not daring to hesitate at all, "This Mr.
Magician, it's no problem for you to let me do anything, as long as" After the interruption, she suddenly didn't know how to organize her language.
Lucien nodded lightly and said in a "Borak" voice: "As long as you do what I tell you 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 now you won't snatch the treasure from me, and I won't stay in the empire in the future, right?"
"Yes, it's easy to communicate with a wise magician," Sophia said in ecstasy, complimenting from the bottom of her heart.
Lucien laughed twice, as long as you can really do my command and survive.
Ralph, who was hit by Lucian's "domination of humans", took the lead in walking to the secret room, Sophia dragged the sleeping Claire to follow, and Lucien landed unhurriedly at the end, carefully sensing the noble children behind him and Sophia, Claire, and Ralph in front of him, maybe they would suddenly become "painful" demons.
Once inside, Ralph crouched down, pressed a gray wall tile into a slight dent, and then took out a silver dagger and slit his wrist, pouring blood on the corresponding stone brick.
As the blood dripped more and more, Ralph rested his arm on the stone brick, and faint milky white light flowed from the surface of his body into the stone brick.
The stone bricks gradually bloomed with a touch of brilliance, sucking the accumulated blood into it, and silently condensed a door painted with strange patterns on the wall.
After Ralph lost half of his vitality, his whole person looked sluggish and staggering, but 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 carefully with the MONOCULUS before taking Sophia and Claire into the energy gate.
Behind the door is a spacious and quaint hall, surrounded by murals painted on the walls, and the floor is covered with magic circles, and the lines converge on the strange altar in the center.
Unlike the Sun Altar on the inner floor of the palace, this altar is made of dark black and crimson colors, and is inlaid with a devil's horn with mysterious patterns, and above the altar, an upside-down altar hangs from the ceiling, filled with the breath of the scorching and holy sun, and on this altar, a magic staff with a huge sun stone is inserted.
Lucien swept slightly over the complex magic array and altar, preliminarily judging that they had the effect of imprisoning and extracting, and then carefully observed the mural while vigilantly guarding against Sophia, Ralph and others.
The more he looked, the more surprised Lucien became, because the front part of the mural was very similar to Viken's special summoning ritual: a man with a hateful face summoned a devil of an indefinite shape with only two special sharp horns to determine its identity through the inexplicable ritual of drawing a puppet, throwing it in, and burning the puppet.
And the rest of the mural made Lucien even more terrifying, when the man with a face full of hatred was possessed by the devil's projection, gained great power, and killed all the disgusted people, a circle of magic suddenly appeared around him, completely imprisoning him, and then a middle-aged man wearing a magic crown appeared in the mural, he pinched complex gestures, extracted the devil projection in the man's body Then the middle-aged man, who resembled Tanos, opened the altar and dissipated and disintegrated the demonic projection into himself "It turns out that this is a projection of capturing the seven demons, and then fusing them into the body like a fusion of blood, Tanos is really" Lucien was both surprised and admired, when most magicians faced the seven devils who were mysterious and weird to such an extent, they would choose to destroy them as soon as possible, stay away from them, or trade with them and get help, only this kind of domineering and crazy guy thought about how to catch them, study them, and fuse them.
"What about Tanos's experimental materials and magic notes" This is what Lucien wants most, followed by the Sun Scepter on the altar.
Sophia pointed to the small door in the corner of the hall and smiled sweetly, "Dear Mr.
Magician, there are some fragmented notes left by Tanos there.
According to Uncle Ulrich, it seems that a legendary magician came in before the Sacred Calendar and took most of the information. ” There is a legendary magician who has come in, could it be that Viken wrote Viken's special summoning ceremony, but what about the painful fable, this way of widespread circulation does not match the content of the mural at all, there is no way to monitor who summoned the devil, shouldn't you focus on cultivating after selecting the right person They knew more than Sophia, and countless questions surged in Lucien's heart, and then pressed his thoughts, and after asking Ralph and roughly judging the magic array, he said flatly: "Sophia, go and take off the magic wand." ” Sophia's face immediately pale, very afraid of touching some curse, but Lucien did not dare to disobey his orders, otherwise she would die immediately.
She tried to use her charm to lure Lucien to let Ralph or Claire fetch it, but in exchange for a merciless cold gaze, she had to secretly curse the damned mysterious mage, while walking to the altar with a little trembling, and using the "mage's hand" to remove the "magic scepter".
Nothing changed, and Sophia relaxed and handed the magic wand to Lucian.
Lost a "Identification Technique" in the past, there was not much information feedback, but Lucien was not surprised, because this showed that the level of the "Scepter" had reached at least level nine, which was not something that his current Identification Technique could directly crack, and it had to be combined with magic analysis, and it would take a few days to complete, and there was no way to use it immediately.
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Putting the "scepter" away, Lucien led Sophia, Ralph, and Claire into the corner door, which was lined with rows of empty bookshelves, with only a few broken notes on the metal desk
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