The mushroom cloud wrapped in flames rose one after another, and a trace of black gas dispersed the smoke, revealing a blue-black giant whose head had disappeared and whose body was extremely tattered.

At this moment, the intelligent beings of the different races that made up the giant's body suddenly came to life, and the tide generally surged towards the head, densely packed, scrambling, and in less than a few seconds, it remerged into a head.

"'Life Force' is really tenacious, and it deserves to be a famous masterpiece of the necromancy. As soon as the "Scepter of Time and Space" condensed by the bright light in Lucian's hand, the corpses of those humans, elves, and dragons became quite sluggish, and their movements were like puppets, slowing down their recovery.

Then, a touch of cold moonlight appeared in Lucian's black pupils, and he transformed into an epic knight, pulled out a silver-gray long sword, turned into a sword light and fell from the sky, slashing at the blue-black giant like a meteor.

It's not that Lucien doesn't want to solve it with magic, it's that monsters will chase after him at any time, and he can't waste time, and he can't crush it with the sword of truth and naturally doesn't make other choices!

The silver-gray sword light flashed, and an illusory crack appeared on the blue-black giant's body silently, directly cutting the defense layer, black qi, and flesh, and turning into countless tiny branches that spread towards all parts of the giant's body.

With a crisp sound, the corpses of the intelligent beings turned into pieces of rotting flesh and fell like a sudden rainstorm.

And in the shower of blood, flesh and pus, the silver-white moonlight around Lucien entwined, "evaporating" the "rain" that fell on his body, and easily caught the broken heart.

The heart is blue-black. The powerful throbbing gradually slowed down until it stopped, and then the flesh and blood on the surface peeled off layer by layer, revealing a puddle of light green liquid the size of a thumb inside, diffusing a rich breath of life.

Lucien pulled out a silver teapot-like object engraved with a magic pattern, opened the lid, tilted the Fountain of Youth, and resealed.

"We continued on our way, not far from the location marked by Maskeling. Rhine, who had recovered a little, walked over and urged Lucien. For him. The "Fountain of Youth" has no effect, but is a highly poisonous existence.

Lucien put away the magic silver kettle, ready to lift the transformation, at this time. Suddenly, there was a whining cry all around. The temperature seems to have dropped by dozens of degrees.

Woooooooo In the numbing cry, the tombstones fell down one by one, and the lids of the coffins were lifted one by one. The black, gray, and white clothes staggered to their feet as if they had come to life, twisting towards the center.

They walked deformously, but they were extremely fast, and it didn't take long to merge into a huge rag doll, a rag doll wearing colorful coats and a rag doll with a mysterious smile on its face, which made Lucian, who had a keen instinct after transforming into an epic knight, sense a hint of danger.

"What kind of custom is this?" Lucien asked subconsciously.

Rhine shook his head: "I don't know, I know at most a third of all the strange customs. ”

The rag doll exuded an aura close to the third order of legend, slowly taking shape in a crying and strange smile.

"Let's go!"

Lucien has no idea of fighting, although he uses all his strength and items, coupled with Rhine's rich collection, there is still hope to defeat this strange rag doll, but in this way, it is very delayed, and it will be troublesome to be caught up by real monsters, and after killing the rag doll, there are likely to be other necromancers, and the battle may continue endlessly.

Before he could lift his transformation, Lucien grabbed Rhine's arm and flew into moonlight, illuminating the gray wilderness.

It didn't take long for a black gate to appear in the tombstone group.

"Woooooo

A strange crying laughter suddenly appeared in Lucian's ears, causing the "wall of space" created by the scepter of time and space around him to inexplicably disintegrate, and the moonlight dissolved.

Lucien shuddered violently, only to feel a cool breeze pour into his neck, and the "Epic Knight's Body" showed signs of dissolving, as if only the "Grand Arcanist's Robes" and other clothes were unaffected, and of course, they could not be used.

Faced with this "rag doll" that is difficult to guess with common sense, Lucien did not look back, still flew straight towards the black gate, and at the same time, the sword of truth held in his right hand slashed behind without looking.

"Whew!"

The silver-gray sword light flashed, and the crying sound that was countless times more terrible than just now broke out, and the cold wind that blew into the neck came to an abrupt end.

Lucien didn't go to check the results, and he didn't have time to check the black gate, so he crashed into it directly.

"Woooooo

After rushing into the gray hall, more exaggerated crying and laughter reached Lucian's ears, and his breath moved, and the moonlight on his body lit up, blowing the black door shut.

Knock knock!

The sound of pounding on the door sounded, and the black door bent forward, as if it would be knocked open at any moment.

Lucien's scalp tingled, and while calculating the coordinates, he opened different black doors and shuttled.

After a few gray halls, Lucien and Rhine finally got rid of the mysterious rag doll.

"The place where Mr. Maskeling left is next to it......" In the calculation, Lucian's pupils contracted suddenly, and the emotions settled by countless magic couldn't help but boil, and his heart beat violently involuntarily.

What will you see there?

Can you find the secret of the monster?

Is it an unimaginable scenario, or a sign of horror and despair?

Rhine took a deep breath, straightened out his black shirt and red coat, and then pointed to one of the black doors with a smile and said, "It should be behind it?"

"Yes. Lucien walked over, checked with his magic to make sure there was no danger, and slowly pushed the door open.

In the silent retreat, everything behind the gate appeared in the eyes of Lucien and Rhine.

"Why is this so?" Lucien struggled to control his emotions so that he did not let the disappointment rise and obscure his reason.

Behind the black door was the same gray hall, no different from the rest, not even the silver-white magic pattern remained.

"Double-check it. Rhein retracted his smile and walked into the gray hall. Attentively searching for all traces.

After confirming that there was no problem with the coordinates, Lucien followed in, and suddenly, he felt a slight fluctuation in the "Corona of the Sun" in his chest, as if it was sensing something in the hall.

Following this induction, Lucien stood in front of a gray pillar and examined it with various magics.

After a long while, Lucien sighed and said, "It is worthy of being a third-order prophet, this secret door is a model of concealment, if there is no indication of the 'crown of the sun'. I'm afraid that the existence of the peak of the legend can only be discovered. If you are careless, you will miss it. ”

As he spoke, Lucien activated the secret door and then pasted the "Corona of the Sun" on it - although Lucien still has many ways to crack it, using the "Corona of the Sun" is the easiest and most time-saving.

The gray hall was lit up with the sun's rays that did not belong here. A secret door slowly opened. A messy grey chamber was revealed. It was littered with broken magic test tubes, alchemy furnaces, and potions of potions.

This kind of scene seems to be caused by the owner's unstable mood or hasty departure, because if it was a legendary battle, Lucien believed that there was no way to keep them.

The layout of the chamber is typical of an ancient magic laboratory. It didn't take much effort for Lucien to find the hidden desk, on which were three things, a puppet's torso, a magic notebook, and a gray mirror with countless mysterious patterns floating faintly.

"The 'Mirror of Destiny' is Maskelin's laboratory. Rhine recognized the mirror at a glance, and casually explained to Lucian, "Maskelyne once teamed up with MacLeod to create a legendary item that reflected the long river of fate, but the existence of the god-like level could not reach this level, and they only refined one item with a limit on the number of uses, and in the two uses, they played a very good effect, one was to accurately predict the whereabouts of the Tanos relic, and the other was to predict that they would be trapped. ”

"It turned out to be a legendary item from the Prophecy system. Lucien found that Rhine knew more than he thought, and he threw an identification technique into the "Mirror of Destiny".

"The 'Mirror of Destiny', a Level 3 Perfection Legendary item, can predict what has happened in the past with great accuracy, and predict a certain scene in the future with relative accuracy. It is a projection of the long river of fate, it should not exist in this world, and it will be completely shattered after five uses. ”

"Used several times: four times. ”

"Fate has long been decided, but mortal eyes can't see through the thick fog. ”

"—Waldo? K. Maskerin"

"It's only one time left, and it looks like Mr. Maskilein used it after he was trapped here. Lucien picked up the "Mirror of Destiny" and said in a heavy tone.

Rhine smiled: "If it were me, I would also use the 'Mirror of Destiny' to predict the secret of the monster, I don't know if he has any conclusions." ”

Lucien didn't rush to open the magic notebook, but picked up the green puppet torso: "Why did MacLeod's puppet components appear in Mr. Maskling's laboratory?"

"Maybe it's the clue that Maskeling found after MacLeod's 'disappearance'. Rhein looked around and suddenly laughed, "This place has been dealt with by Maskeling, and the speed of space-time flow is the same as that of the outside world, even if the monsters come in a moment, we have time to recover." ”

Lucien still didn't open the magic notebook, his face was quite solemn: "I have two questions. ”

"What?" Rhine asked.

"One is what I said before, why do you want to find out if any monster doesn't destroy these leftover items, I think with its strength, you won't be able to find it, right?" Lucien clenched his right hand into a fist and tapped his chin lightly, "Thinking backwards, apart from the most struggling in despair, Mr. Maskerin and others who left behind pieces of paper, notes, and items, why would they believe that monsters would not destroy them?"

Rhine didn't speak, quietly listening to Lucian's analysis.

"The second question is, there are so many gray halls, but we found pieces of gray paper, puppet components, and traces everywhere so easily, is it too much of a coincidence?"

"Do you suspect that the monster deliberately misled us?" Rhine pursed his lips.

"It's possible, but what's the point of it misleading us? can't beat us?" Lucien had suspected that it was a hint to deepen the illusion or dream, but the Soul Library was able to open normally.

Taking a light breath, Lucien whispered, "Maybe there's some clue in this notebook." ”

Flipping through the magic notebook, Maskilene's familiar handwriting appeared:

“...... We found a secret laboratory of Lord Tanos through the 'Mirror of Destiny', and it was unbelievable that he was doing such an experiment, which gave us a lot of inspiration......" (To be continued......

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