The old man with a withered face sighed with a sense of vicissitudes: "I know his teacher. ”

"Old gentleman, are you a legendary magician of the ancient magic empire?" Lucien is not too surprised, after the fall of the three ancient magic empires, there are not many remnant legendary magicians, after all, they are all strong people who have mastered a variety of strange spells, some of them hide in the depths of the dark mountain range, and some are hidden in the "Dark Night Plateau" and other different regions like the "Ice and Snow Queen", the choices are different, so it is not too strange to meet a legendary magician in the nine layers of hell.

And His Excellency the Speaker's teacher fell in the "Battle of Antiphre" during the Dawning War, and he is obviously a strong man in the ancient magic empire.

The old man was thin and thin, like a mummy without bandages, and said with a little emotion: "Ancient magicians like us can't keep up with the times, look at Douglas, how long did it take to become the peak of the legend, far surpassing me, what are you doing in hell?"

"I'm going to explore the ancient ruins of the depths of Hell, and by the way, I'm going to Silent Hell to find the special star core hidden by the former Frost Duke. Lucien didn't hide it, since this legendary magician lived in seclusion in hell, he probably knew what Lu Dao said, "By the way, old man, I don't know what Lu Dao should call you?"

Lucien recalls the recorded ancient legend of the magician and tries to confirm the identity of the old man.

"Hey, I'm just an old guy waiting to die in hell now, what do you want a name and title?" the old man touched the top of his head, and the gray hair fluttered with it. "Ancient ruins in the depths of hell?The star core hidden by the former Duke of Frost?Young man, you should be a legendary mage who has only recently been promoted to the Magic Council, right?I advise you not to take too many risks. ”

"I've been to the ancient ruins twice, and both times I almost got lost in it, becoming a ghost wandering forever, and the empire in order to explore there, there are more than six legends that have clearly fallen, and the ones who can enter and exit safely are basically Lord Thanos, Douglas, and their legendary peaks, and this is not counting the possible shots of the 'Lord of Hell'. ”

"As for the star core that the previous Frost Duke hid, it was all a thousand or two thousand years ago. I suspect someone has taken it long ago. Otherwise, the Duke of Frost wouldn't be without clues. ”

Lucien listened quietly to the old man's story, and compared it with the information about the ancient hell he had obtained from His Excellency the Speaker and Mr. Rhine, he felt a little strange in his heart, in general. Ancient legendary magicians because of all kinds of cruel experiments and strange magic. It will appear more or less gloomy and mysterious. Few people are as nagging but well-intentioned as this old man.

"Do you think I'm verbose?" the old man smiled, "How could I talk nonsense with a young man like you in the past, if you want to die, just die." But after thirty years in hell and thirty years of quiet with her, people have become soft and compassionate, otherwise this special soul body like Maman would have become my experiment a long time ago. ”

"Thirty years?" Lucien did not answer directly, but asked with interest about the old man, and it was better to get closer to the old man to ask for information.

The old man's wrinkled face softened suddenly: "Since you have come to hell, it is better to go to my 'Soul Paradise' tavern and sit down, just in the 'Silent Hell'." ”

"Okay. Lucien smiled and nodded, he had to go to the "Silent Hell" anyway.

The old man stopped talking, and Lucien leisurely looked at the raging flames around him and the magnificent and majestic steel buildings in the flames,

After waiting for a while, Ma Man ran back happily: "Grandpa, the 'Water Soul Wine' has been delivered to the old place, and they can be sent to the 'Soul Paradise' today." ”

"Let's go, go home. The old man lovingly touched Maman's head.

Lucien followed them down the River Styx, through the first few levels of Hell, all the way to the snowy plains.

On the plains, the cold wind seemed to be able to tear the soul into pieces, but there was no sound, and the ice field was vast and snowflakes, and there were no other souls and demons in sight between walks, so a feeling of eternal silence arose.

Lucien didn't need to look to know that in the ice under the snow, there were frozen souls, frozen in them, unconscious, unconscious, forever sleeping in the cold and darkness.

The cold wind of tranquility, silence, and death swirled around Lucien and the old man, but it was bounced away by an inexplicable force, and even Maman did not freeze in the cold wind.

I don't know how long it took, but a small town appeared in front of me, surrounded by ice crystals on the outside, and rows of houses made of "warm bloodstone" inside—a specialty of the "Silent Hell", which effectively resisted the soul-freezing cold and soul-tearing wind.

In the main material world, due to the rarity of things, one ordinary quality blood stone is equal to fifty gold tales, and this place can actually be used to build a small town.

The inhabitants of the town are wandering souls, male and female, old and young, with translucent bodies, similar to Maman, with a normal IQ, but lacking the strange feeling of enthusiasm and sunshine.

"You're back, old fellow, I'm waiting for the blazing wine. A strong man with a goatee floated over, looking greedily at the storage bag that Ma Man and the old man were carrying.

In the "Silent Hell", souls can also enjoy the Flame Wine.

The old man laughed and said, "You drunkard, next time you are frozen outside because you are drunk, I will not take responsibility." ”

Lucien gave the old man a strange look, he didn't mind being called an old guy by an ordinary soul, this legendary magician didn't seem to pay attention to the strict superiority of the ancient magic empire at all.

The old man walked towards the tavern in the middle of the town with his storage bag while talking to the spirits, and Maman took a few steps behind and looked at Lucien curiously: "Sir, aren't you human? ”

"Human, what kind of human?" Lucien asked amusedly.

Maman's face was slightly transparent, his chin was raised, and he said proudly like a child: "I am a human being. ”

"Who told you that?" Lucien could probably guess who it was.

Ma Man's eyes widened in confusion: "Of course it's grandpa." ”

Speaking of grandpa. He became depressed for a moment, and seemed to have found the object of confiding: "But grandpa never let me follow the uncles to temper, but just let me do useless meditation." ”

"Your grandfather is a very powerful person, and you can't go wrong with listening to him. Lucien smiled and patted him on the head.

"Why? The uncles and aunts all said that Grandpa was just an ordinary old man, and he had no strength at all except to cook food and make fine wine. Marman earnestly retorted to Lucian's words.

Well, a special soul has a legendary magician grandfather with a hidden identity, it's like a bard story, Lucien thought amusedly, and didn't bother to explain it to Marman. followed the old man into the "Soul Paradise" tavern.

The layout of the tavern is different from that of the main material world. And in the bar stood a female soul with a vague and dull face.

"I'm back, this time I bought a hundred bottles of Water Soul Wine......" The old man walked into the bar, chattering and reporting to the female soul, although only talking about the daily "purchase account". But his expression was soft and content.

But. The female soul remained in a dull state. Mechanically wiping the glass.

The old man talked for a long time, and it took a long time before he turned his head to look at Lucien, who was sitting in front of the bar, and introduced, "This is my wife." Would you like a bottle of blazing wine?"

Lucien shook his head and asked curiously, "How did you find it?"

Normally, souls in Hell will not be able to identify them.

"She died because of a mistake on my part, so I was able to prepare in advance and mark the soul in a special way. The old man opened a bottle of flame wine and poured himself a sip directly, "However, even if I have a deep grasp of the soul, I can't understand its essence, its transformation, so the one I finally found is only a little better than an ordinary soul, and maybe it will completely dissipate in another hundred years." ”

Lucien nodded, and from this description, he probably guessed which legendary magician this old man was, after all, there are not many people who are so good at the soul realm and survive.

The old man continued: "After finding her, I am here with her, watching her quietly, making up for my past mistakes, hey, time flies so fast, thirty years in the blink of an eye. ”

"Those souls out there are the product of your experiments?" Lucien didn't believe a legendary magician would give up easily.

"Yes. The old man bowed his head lightly and took another sip of wine, "I tried to awaken their memories, but in the end they only regained their ability to think, and compared to before, they are completely different from before, and as time passes, they will also completely dissipate or freeze in the ice, falling into eternal silence." ”

"It's a pity. Lucien was silent for a moment and said, "It's a pity that the council's research on souls is still close to making a breakthrough. ”

Lucien wasn't actually referring to the Magic Council, but to himself.

The old man's gaze fell on Lucian's face: "The soul is the most ethereal field, and there is a fundamental contradiction with the arcane art that attaches importance to empirical evidence and mathematics, even if Vicente, a genius who is rare to see in the necromantic realm for thousands of years, there is only a little breakthrough, although I have not been out of hell for thirty years, and the news is closed, but in the study of magic, thirty years is a very short time, I remember that in order to study a certain characteristic of the soul, I stayed near the River Styx for one hundred and twenty-seven years. ”

Before Lucien could speak, a refreshing and soft male voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Hehe, although it is hard to believe, I can say with certainty that the development of arcane and magic in the past thirty years is better than the thirty thousand years of the ancient magic empire." ”

Without turning his head, a figure appeared in Lucian's mental force field, he was wearing a white slim suit, his skin was pale and sickly, his eyes were bright red, and he had a pair of small silver-white horns on his forehead, which were painted with dense patterns.

From his undisguised aura, Lucien can clearly judge that he is the current "Duke of Frost" and "Lord of Mystery" Memphrest! (To be continued......

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By the way, to correct a problem, the unlucky first-layer lord of hell was misremembered by me again, and his title was used above the third-layer lord, so, in the future, he was called, he was called 'Bronze Duke'.

This mistake seems to have occurred twice in this book, the last time to give his name to the Lord of Hell, and this time to his title...... Could it be that I had a grudge against him in my last life?