Throne of Magical Arcana

——Recommended ticket ~

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The tables, utensils, and materials in the laboratory were the same as Lucien's last time when he came in to collect the wraith dust. There was no smell of strangers, only the wind blowing in the ventilation holes of the secret place had a slight smell of sulfur.

Lucien kept the spellcasting focused and waited quietly for half an hour, the time period when the night watchman left the neighborhood and the cultists resumed surveillance.

Nothing came from above the laboratory. After Lucien confirmed the safety, he opened the many primary alchemy arrays carved on the stone table one by one with mental force, and then took one from the material box with the "save organ" magic applied. Guan Wulin dust, three black corpse mushrooms, dark black water ghost brain tissue still squirming and other auxiliary materials.

Although the magic effect has passed after 24 hours, but with the help of cryolite and other materials purchased by Lucien, the water ghost brain tissue showed no signs of damage.

This is Lucien's measure to prevent herself from being unable to apply the "save organ" magic once a day due to delays.

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

"6.72 grams."

While writing down the weight of the black corpse mushroom and calculating the amount of other materials used in the Soul Library, Lucien put it in a glass dish engraved with magic runes, and then put a dry glass beaker Take it and weigh it.

Pour the wraith dust into this beaker, and Lucian observes the changes in the weighted alchemy array until the transparent and shimmering dust has about 3 grams.

After weighing out ten grams of Moonlight Rose in the same way, Lucian wore a white-gloved hand and picked up the shiny silver sterling silver dagger and gently cut it on the deep black water ghost brain tissue.

It's like a water ghost brain organization that is hiding countless bugs wriggling. It wriggled violently, as if feeling a great danger. The cold and greasy nausea passed through the fingertips of the glove to Lucien's brain, very clear .

In front of Lucien, water ghosts and wraiths with countless teeth and claws appeared. Their rotten skin and muscles, with bloody teeth, the smell of stench made people feel horrified and disgusting.

But Lucian cut it coldly without shaking his hand, cutting the delicate tissue inside along with the complex texture of the brain tissue.

The water ghosts and wraiths disappeared horribly, and the creep of the water ghost brain tissue returned to its original level, and it continued to calm down.

After dividing with the weighing alchemy array and the sterling silver dagger and determining the weight of the cut brain tissue, Lucien took the thick black casserole-like utensils and placed them on the flame alchemy array and began to adjust the flame size.

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

Lucien first dropped the black corpse mushrooms into the vessel, added a small amount of water, and then stirred with a glass rod.

Unlike other plants, black corpse mushrooms will scorch and burst under high temperature, but melt a little bit, the smell of rotting and odor gradually diffuses, but they are bound by the alchemy array in the vessel.

When the black, viscous liquid rolled out of bubbles, Lucian's hand added the Wraith Dust and Moonlight Rose Powder into it with exceptional stability.

As soon as the three materials touched, a lot of black and silver mixed smoke came out.

The smoke kept expanding and contracting, as if there were countless souls fighting in it, and the misty screams passed into Lucian's ears, giving Lucien a slight nausea and vomiting.

Lucien was unimpressed, resisting all kinds of discomfort, mental force manipulated the flame changes, and the golden-white flame became pure white.

The black and silver smoke began to slowly fuse and condense, showing a pale, like the color of human skin that has died but not yet decayed, making people full of chills and trembling.

With the passage of time, the smoke condensed into strange pale water droplets, Lucien saw the opportunity and threw the water ghost brain tissue into it with a sterling silver dagger.

The pale water droplets inside the vessel seemed to meet the magnet, and all of them were integrated into the deep black water ghost brain tissue. In just one second, the water ghost brain tissue disappeared strangely.

The temperature of the entire magic laboratory suddenly dropped and became gloomy, and the pure white flame ignited a trace of dark green, which made people unable to speak.

Lucien stepped back three times in a deserted laboratory. His internal organs rolled over and became extremely sick, and he almost fainted.

"This was attacked by a certain intensity of infrasound, and there is such a change in refining the" Crying Soul "?" Lucien stepped back unsteadily while resisting dizziness and judging the situation.

Then the hard spell came out of Lucien's mouth, a transparent ring-shaped wall surrounds Lucien, and waves ripple on the wall!

"Silent barrier"!

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

The bright sphere of light appeared in the empty laboratory, under the strong light, you could see the dense, white faces of the white inside the vessel!

These faces are very transparent and vague, and they can only barely see the facial features, but they exude a heavy bitterness and a dark atmosphere, and are trying to break away from the alchemy array, trying to drill into Lucien's body.

It's not like a simple wraith, but like a mixture of spirit and curse, if they get into the body, I am afraid that the end will be miserable.

Bright magics similar to luminescence appeared along with Lucien's mysterious spells. Under their superimposed irradiation, these vaguely blurred faces gradually disappeared.

After the laboratory returned to normal, Lucien saw that there was only a little residual black liquid left in the vessel, and it emitted a strong burnt smell.

"The recipe for" Crying Soul "translated from the Witch's Magic Note should be correct. It may be that some restrictions are not important to her and cannot be encountered, so there is no translation. This almost killed me." Lucian took off Gloves, wiped the cold sweat, "In the future, you have to find an opportunity to learn the words of the ancient magic empire."

"I did it according to the recipes and processes documented by the witch. The only difference was that the water ghost brain tissue I used was mutated. It is likely that something went wrong here." Lucien thought and re-analyzed the recipe and process. Made a judgment.

The "Weeping Soul" potion is an outstanding achievement of the ancient Necromancer of the Sylvanas Empire. According to the witch's record, this recipe was only mastered by a very small number of magicians. Her ancestors only obtained it after an accidental exchange. It requires a very precise formula, and a slight change in the material may cause failure.

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

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

Lucien glanced at the pre-arranged "silence barriers" and traps that bound the spirit, and calmly and calmly threw the cut water ghost brain tissue into the vessel, allowing it to absorb pale and strange drops of water.

what!what!what!

A sharp, crying cry came from the vessel, filled with a sad and tragic feeling, but it was offset by the silencer barrier.

The deep black water ghost brain tissue quickly faded, becoming light black and sticky.

Half of this change was recorded by the witch and half was predicted by Lucien, so there was no panic, and a small amount of auxiliary materials were almost coldly thrown into the flame according to the steps.

The pure white flame erupted at once, wrapped the entire vessel, and then suddenly extinguished.

The flame disappeared, and about thirty milliliters of liquid appeared in the vessel. It was light black, and bubbles kept blowing. Each bubble contained a vague, pale, and vicious face. They screamed and cried. People can't help but feel soft.

"No wonder it is called 'Crying Soul'."

Lucien used the "Mage's Hand" to put this scary and strange black potion into a glass test tube.

After careful observation, it was confirmed that the pale black bubble potion was consistent with the "weeping soul" described by the witch, and Lucian gritted her teeth, raised her head, and poured the potion directly into her mouth.

"There is no time, no material to test the medicinal properties! Witches should not harm themselves!"

The potion was not as bad as Lucien imagined, but it was a little weird and greasy. Lucian swallowed them smoothly.

"Uh, chicken flavor?"

But soon, Lucien felt that there was a burst of tingling in the body like it was from the depths of the soul. It seemed to tear his body into pieces.

Countless crying sounds echoed in his ears, Lucien could not tell whether it was real or an illusion.

This extreme pain is irresistible due to spellcasting and concentration. Lucian can't help but squat down, then lie down, biting the prepared cloth tightly, rolling and rubbing on the ground, trying to reduce the pain.

However, Lucien kept the last unshakable sober in his mind:

"After these months of exercise, my body was better than normal people, but the potential for two overdrafts has become the same as normal people. Although the power to stimulate blood vessels may be high, it is not absolute!"

In pain, Lucien only felt that all of his blood boiled, rushing through the body, flowing to every corner, and every blood vessel had swelled to the limit, and it seemed to burst at any time.

Lucien's bare skin, including her face, neck, and back of her hands, highlighted cyan veins one after another, and looked terrible and terrifying.

A trace of blood mist evaporated from the blood vessel, completely enveloping Lucien like a bloody ball, and then infiltrated in reverse.

In the pain of half sobriety and half illusion, Lucien gradually feels that her blood is separating. The most powerful is a deep and cold force of death. It is suppressing other blood and starting to transform the body, but Lucy The "projection of the main star of fate" in Eun's soul suddenly lighted up, connecting with the main star, and an imaginary meditation starry sky appeared strangely around it, so a blood line that had been suppressed was powerfully aided, and it was also rapidly growing and expelling the power of death.

The two forces confronted fiercely with all the blood vessels inside Lucien's body as a battlefield, and still kept a trace of sober Lucien, of course, hoped that the power of the stars would win, at least it was not so 'evil', and in his follow-up actions, darkness The power of nature may bring certain dangers and obstacles.

It is a pity that the death force, which seems to be the combined force of countless souls, is far superior to Lucien ’s own star power. When Lucien thought that he would rupture the blood vessel and die from internal bleeding, death had the upper hand and was about to suppress the star power. .

The blood running wild seems to be soothing.

After all, this is the blood vessel inspired by the potion, not Lucien's own ability.