Under the fluorescent light, the shiny thing shimmered faintly in the water ghost gray, and Lucien walked over, carefully picked it out with a dagger, and found that it was a silver-white ring.

The ring has a simple hollow pattern, with a metallic hue in its simplicity, and a light blue unknown gemstone the size of a little finger is set on the front.

"Is that the ring on the water ghost's finger?" Lucien speculated as he bent down to pick up the ring, rubbing his fingers over the inner layer of the ring.

A cold metallic touch came, and as expected, a circle of words was engraved on the inner layer of the ring, and Lucien carefully distinguished, and found that it was the lingua franca:

"The human heart is often colder than ice and snow. ”

This ring looks ordinary, but when you look closely, you can feel that the light blue light seems to reveal a mysterious and deep color.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Lucien stabilized the soul that had been damaged by the magic backlash, and slowly extended the mental power that had only recovered a little.

As soon as he made contact with the light blue gem on the ring, Lucian's soul, which had been slightly injured, shook violently, feeling the wind and snow fluttering within the gem, and the wind and snow concealed a spell structure that was far more complex than informal magic.

Lucien sighed softly, with joy and a slight relaxation: "It's really a magic ring, I don't know what level the Dao belongs to, it seems to be a little more complicated than Benjamin's Sacred Emblem of Truth, maybe that's why this water ghost will mutate?"

At the same time as he spoke in his heart, Lucien's almost dried mental power was withdrawn, and in this current state, he could not analyze the general magic structure of this ring, and he could not leave his own mark in the core of the magic array to drive, so he could only analyze it after his mental power recovered.

If Lucien has become a full-fledged magician and has learned a ring of magic "identification", he can directly identify all first-level magic items, and if he accumulates a little more, he can even identify second- and third-level magic items, so that he can easily cast spells to understand its information without slowly analyzing its magic structure, and he can directly engrave his own spiritual power mark without having a spiritual power imprint remaining.

The vast majority of magic items are often sealed with information left by the maker to help users understand the usefulness of the magic item and the reason for making it.

Of course, as Lucien's level grew, so did the "Identification Technique".

According to the records of witches, magicians are very lazy in the classification of items, and directly refer to the classification of magic, and simply divide magic items into apprentice magic items, magic items from level 1 to 9, and legendary magic items.

The criterion for classification is that the effect it produces is equivalent to which ring of magic, or which level of knight's ability, and in the same level of magic items, there are simple low, medium, high, and perfect four-order differences, for example, if the ring seals the three-ring magic "lightning technique" once a day, it is a third-level low-level magic item, if it is sealed three times a day "lightning magic", it is a medium-level, if you add some other auxiliary attributes, such as effectively weakening lightning damage by 5% to 10%, etc., it is a third-level high-level magic item.

For example, if a magic item is constant with the effect of the eight-ring magic "Mind Barrier", it is "immune to any method of detecting and influencing the mind", then it is a level 9 perfect magic item.

The same is true for the classification of magic swords, armor, etc., which are basically equivalent to the attack or defense power of knights of the same level.

Since the general structure and information of this ring have not yet been resolved, Lucien did not dare to put it on rashly, but just put it in his pocket, because if it is the kind of item that produces a magical effect as soon as it is put on, it will be troublesome, and this magical effect is often a curse!

Putting away the first magic item in his life, Lucien raised his head very happily, but when he saw the road full of corpses and bloodstains, his face suddenly became bitter, he still had to deal with the aftermath and deal with the scene, of course, the most important thing was to take out the brain tissue of this mutant water ghost:

"I haven't learned the informal magic of 'preserving organs', and I actually got the brain tissue of the water ghost, but fortunately, the water ghost is an undead creature, and its brain tissue can be stored for about three to five days, and during this time, it should be able for me to learn to 'preserve organs'. ”

Although the name of this informal magic is "organ preservation", it actually keeps most items fresh, and the effect of each spell is twenty-four hours, and no casting materials are required.

Lucien sliced open the water ghost's brittle skull with a dagger, revealing the dark brain tissue inside, which slowly wriggled as if it were hiding countless bugs.

Ignoring this strange and chilling scene, Lucien took out the cryolite bag and carefully packed the water ghost brain tissue, which could be used to cast frost rays, undoubtedly had a certain preservation effect.

Then, Lucien, who understood that magic required a lot of money, was greedy for money, and ransacked all the money bags on the corpses, including the two disgusting and horrific corpses that had been licked out of their brains in the dark river, and obtained a total of thirty-three silver narls and fifty-two copper fairs.

Among them, the missionary old man contributed the most, one person contributed twenty-five silver narls and several copper felds, and Jackson, the small gang leader, had four silver narls and six copper felds.

Seeing the silver and copper coins glittering with cute money swelling his money bag, Lucien couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

However, in the process of searching the money bag, Lucien found that his vision was often blurry, his ears showed signs of hard hearing, his head was slightly dizzy, he felt faintly throbbing, and he felt like stepping on a thick carpet when he walked.

After collecting the coins and replacing them with a cleaner dagger, Lucien began to do heavy manual labor, throwing the corpses into the dark river one by one, and sending them all out of the large hole under the barbed wire with a long rod and into the Belém River, just like the corpses Jackson and Scar had dealt with before.

As for the heart, intestines, liver, and other organs that Scar dropped on the ground, Lucien resisted his nausea and retching, found a rag and wrapped them up, and also sent them into the Belém River, and their bloody smell was believed to soon attract a piranha-like guy like the sharp-billed mullet.

After picking up the most sluggies, Lucien actually got used to it, and even played with Scar's kidneys, feeling that he had the demeanor of a dark magician.

The blood on the road, Lucien wiped it off with a damp rag, and then found a broken jar and rinsed it with some water.

After making sure that there were no obvious traces, Lucien washed his hands, tore off a strip of cloth from his torn clothes, bandaged the place where his right hand had been burned by the flames, and walked to the corner of the corridor, where the sewer could not stay any longer.

"It doesn't seem that the water ghosts are due to the cult, although they 'provided' the corpses, but what is the reason for that?" Lucien walked cautiously while thinking about the water ghost brain tissue in his pocket, "By the way, does the appearance of those red-eyed rats have anything to do with the cult, or is it the same as the cause of the water ghosts?"

The witch never figured out the origin of the red-eyed mouse, and now that Lucien thinks about it, he can't help but think in the direction of the cult.

"Rise early to-morrow, and go out of town to Sir Vane's manor to find John, and tell him about any missionary he has encountered, before going to the Music Society. After a while, Lucien cautiously walked out of the sewers while thinking about what he should do tomorrow, looking left and right.

Lucien then took the sulfur powder in his hand and sprinkled it on and around his body, which not only could mask his other breaths with the strong smell of sulfur, but also made it impossible for potential cult and gang investigators to track him down by relying on the smell of sulfur.

Due to the identity of the magic apprentice and the fact that the Belen River outside the barbed wire fence is full of water ghosts, Lucien could not go directly to the church to report it, and he could not go out of the city from the Belém River to the vicinity of Sir Vane's manor, so he could only erase and confuse the traces as much as possible, pretending to be innocent passers-by in his house, and waiting for dawn with high vigilance while recovering his mental strength.

............

In the sewers, a dark river flows through barbed wire, sending some of the garbage into a bay of the Belém River, where every three days several church priests come with magical objects in their hands, burying garbage, cleaning up the river, etc.

And after Lucien left, it became quiet and deep, and only the moss fluorescent light quietly on the road, and suddenly a black shadow suddenly separated from a shadow, without warning.

He covered his mouth and chuckled with two opposite emotions: disgust and amusement: "Hehe, Lord of Silver and White, eternal silence, don't think that no one will know you if you change your name, it seems that he was bewitched by him, which is what he is good at." This time, things are starting to get interesting. It's just that if he wants to project over, the movement is too big, and Aalto, the cardinal, is no stranger to him, and his strength will not be worse than his projection. ”

"Or is there something else left by the Ancient Magic Empire deep beneath Aalto that he can tap into?"

But by such a devastation, when the church began to search the sewers carefully, his plan might not succeed, and perhaps he had other preparations. ”

"My plan has changed, there is no need to draw hatred to myself, it can be done. ”

"Hehe, the little guy has learned ancient magic, and he can actually mutate the 'Wall of Sulfur Fire', a new apprentice-level fire magic created more than three hundred years ago, it seems that he has a lot of magical talent, what an interesting little guy. ”

With a chuckle, the black shadow twisted for a while, and countless tiny black shadows disappeared into the sewer.