The tables, utensils, and materials in the lab were the same as the last time Lucien had come in to collect wraith dust, and there was no smell of strangers, only the faint smell of sulfur from the wind blowing in from the vents in the hidden places.

Lucien remained focused on casting the spell and waited calmly for half an hour, the time period when the Night's Watch left the neighborhood and the cultists resumed watching.

There was no movement from the top of the laboratory, and only after confirming that it was safe did Lucien open the many primary alchemy arrays engraved on the stone table one by one with spiritual power, and then took out a tube of resentful spirit dust, three black corpse mushrooms, dark black water ghost brain tissue that was still wriggling, and some other auxiliary materials from the material box that had applied the "Preserve Organs" magic.

Although twenty-four hours had passed since the magical effect, with the help of cryolite and other materials purchased by Lucian, the water ghost brain tissue showed no signs of decay.

This was Lucien's attempt to prevent himself from being able to cast the "Preserve Organs" magic once a day due to delays.

Putting on his gloves and picking up a sterling silver dagger, Lucien picked a black corpse mushroom into the weighing alchemy array:

"6.72 grams. ”

While noting the weight of the black corpse mushroom in the Soul Library and calculating the amount of other materials used, Lucien placed it in a glass dish engraved with magical runes, and then took a dry glass beaker and weighed it.

Pouring the wraith dust into this beaker, Lucien observed the changes in the weighing alchemy array, and did not stop until the transparent and shimmering dust was about 3 grams.

After weighing ten grams of moonlight roses in the same way, Lucian's white-gloved hand picked up the silver gleaming sterling silver dagger and gently sliced it into the dark black water ghost brain tissue.

It was like a water ghost brain tissue that was hiding countless insects writhing constantly, and it squirmed violently, as if it felt great danger, and the cold and slippery nausea passed into Lucian's brain through the fingertips of the glove, which was very clear.

Countless water spirits and wraiths appeared in front of Lucien's eyes, their rotting skin and muscles, bloody teeth, and foul smell all made people feel terrifying and disgusting.

But Lucien cut it coldly and without trembling, following the complex texture of the brain tissue, cutting out the delicate tissue inside.

The water ghost and the resentful spirit disappeared, and the peristalsis of the water ghost's brain tissue changed back to its original level, and it continued to be calm.

After dividing the weight of the severed brain tissue with the weighing alchemy array and the sterling silver dagger, Lucien took the thick black vessel that resembled a casserole, placed it on the flame alchemy array, and began to adjust the size of the flames.

The flame stabilized from dark red to golden white through deep red, orange, golden yellow, etc.

Lucien first threw the black corpse mushroom into the vessel, added a small amount of water, and then stirred it with a glass stick.

Unlike other plants, the black corpse mushroom will scorch and burst under high temperatures, but melt little by little, and the smell of rotting and foul smell gradually diffuses, but it is bound in the vessel by the alchemy array.

As the black, viscous liquid tumbled out of the bubbles, Lucian's hand unusually steadily added Wraith Dust and Moonlight Rose Powder to it.

As soon as the three materials came into contact, a large amount of black and silver smoke came out.

The smoke continued to expand and contract, as if countless souls were fighting inside, and a series of ethereal screams reached Lucian's ears, making Lucian begin to feel slightly nauseous and vomiting.

Lucien was unmoved, forcibly endured all kinds of discomfort, and his mental power manipulated the flame change, and the golden-white flame turned into pure white.

The black and silver smoke began to slowly coalesce and coalesce, taking on a pale hue that resembled dead but not yet decaying human skin, filling the body with chills and shivers.

As the seconds passed, the smoke condensed into strange pale droplets, and Lucien saw the opportunity to throw the water ghost brain tissue into it with a sterling silver dagger.

The pale water droplets in the vessel seemed to have encountered a magnet, and all of them merged into the dark black water ghost brain tissue, and in just a second, the water ghost brain tissue disappeared strangely.

The temperature of the entire magic laboratory dropped sharply, becoming eerie, and the pure white flames burned with a hint of gloomy green, causing people to have indescribable palpitations.

Lucien took three steps back in the empty laboratory, his internal organs tumbling and he was so disgusted that he almost fainted.

"This is an infrasonic attack of a certain intensity, refining 'Weeping Soul' and such a change?" Lucien stood unsteadily and retreated, holding back his vertigo and judging the situation.

Then a harsh incantation came out of Lucian's mouth, and a transparent circular wall surrounded Lucian, and ripples vibrated on the wall!

"Silencing barriers"!

After blocking the subsequent attack, Lucien recovered for a few seconds and continued to perform the "Light Technique".

Bright balls of light appeared in the empty laboratory, and under the strong light, you could see the dense and pale faces inside the vessel!

These people's faces were very transparent and blurry, and they could barely see their facial features, but they exuded a strong resentment and eerie aura, and they were trying to break free from the alchemy array, trying to drill into Lucian's body.

It's not like a simple ghost, but like a mixture of spirit and curse, and if they get into the body, I'm afraid it will end badly.

Bright light magics resembled Lucian's mysterious spells, and the resentful blurred faces faded away under their superimposed intense illumination.

When the lab was back to normal, Lucien saw that there was only a little black liquid left in the vessel, and it smelled of burnt.

"There should be no error in the translation of the 'Weeping Soul' recipe on the witch's magic notes, it may be that there are certain limitations that she doesn't think are important and can't be encountered, so there is no translation. It almost killed me. Lucien took off his gloves and wiped his cold sweat, "I'll have to find a chance to learn the ancient magic empire's writing in the future." ”

"I did it according to the recipe and process recorded by the witch, the only difference is that the water ghost brain tissue I use is mutated, and it is likely that something is wrong here. Lucien pondered and re-analyzed the recipe and process, and made a judgment.

The "Weeping Soul" potion is an outstanding achievement of necromancy in the ancient Hilfanus Empire, according to the records of the witch, this recipe was only mastered by a very small number of magicians, and her ancestors obtained it after an accidental exchange, so it is a very precise recipe, and the slightest change in ingredients can cause failure.

Fortunately, Lucien's mutated water ghost brain tissue only has a little more soul power, and there is no essential difference from the normal water ghost brain organization, so Lucien quickly thought of a way and decided to refine it again.

This time, Lucien used the darkest black corpse mushroom with the best quality, and the subsequent process was exactly the same as the first time, and it went smoothly to the last step.

After glancing at the "silencing barrier" and the trap 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.

Ahh

Sharp and piercing cries emanated from within the vessel, filled with a poignant and tragic feeling, but were neutralized by the silencing barrier.

The dark black water ghost brain tissue quickly faded in color, becoming light black and viscous.

This change was half recorded by the witch and half expected by Lucian, 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 erupted at once, enveloping the entire vessel, and then violently extinguished.

The flames disappeared, and about thirty milliliters of liquid appeared in the vessel, light black in color, bubbling incessantly, each bubble containing a blurred, pale, and vicious human face, which kept screaming and crying, and people couldn't help but soften their hearts.

"No wonder it's called 'weeping souls'. ”

Lucien cast his "mage's hand" and filled the terrifying and strange light black potion into a glass test tube.

After careful observation and confirmation that the light black bubble potion was consistent with the "weeping soul" described by the witch, Lucien gritted his teeth, raised his head, and poured the potion directly into his mouth.

"There's no time or materials to test the properties of the potion!

The potions weren't as bad as Lucien had imagined, but they felt a little weird and greasy, and Lucien swallowed them smoothly.

"Uh, the smell of chicken?"

But soon, Lucien felt a tingling pain in his body that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, as if it was about to tear his body apart.

Countless cries echoed in his ears, and Lucien couldn't tell whether it was real or hallucinating.

This extreme pain was irresistible to the spell caster, and Lucien could only squat down uncontrollably, then lie down, clenching the cloth ball prepared in advance, rolling and rubbing on the ground, trying to alleviate the pain.

However, Lucien maintained the most unshakable sobriety in his mind:

"After these months of exercise, my body is better than that of a normal person, but after two overdrafts, the potential has become the same as that of a normal person, and although the possibility of stimulating the amount of blood force is high, it is not absolute!"

In the midst of the pain, Lucien only felt that all his blood was boiling, rushing through his body, flowing towards every corner, and every blood vessel was expanding to the limit, as if it would burst open at any moment.

Lucian's exposed skin, including his face, neck, and the back of his hands, all highlighted one cyan vein after another, looking hideous and terrifying.

Traces of blood mist evaporated from the veins, enveloping Lucien like a blood-colored ball, and then penetrating it in reverse.

In the severe pain of half-awake and half-hallucination, Lucien gradually felt that his bloodlines were separating, the most powerful was a deep and cold death force, which was suppressing other bloodlines and began to transform the body, but the "Destiny Main Star Projection" in Lucian's soul suddenly lit up, connected with the main star, and the illusory meditation starry sky appeared strangely around, so a bloodline that was originally suppressed received strong assistance, and it also grew rapidly, and expelled the death power.

The two forces are fiercely clashing with all the blood vessels inside Lucian's body, and Lucian, who is still a little conscious, of course hopes that the power of the stars wins, at least it is not so 'evil', and in his subsequent actions, the dark nature of the force may bring certain dangers and obstacles.

It's a pity that the death power that seems to be the combined force of countless souls is far superior to Lucien's own star power, just when Lucian thought that his blood vessels would rupture and die of internal bleeding, death took the upper hand and was about to suppress the star power.

The frantically flowing blood seemed to be soothing.

After all, this is the bloodline that is stimulated by the potion, not Lucien's own ability.