Throne of Magical Arcana

The mushroom cloud entwined with flames rose slowly, and the black smoke blew away the smoke, and there was a blue-black giant whose head disappeared and his body was abnormally broken.

At this moment, the different races of wisdom that made up the giant's body came to life suddenly, the tide generally rushed toward the head, densely packed, scrambled, and within a few seconds, a head was refused.

"'Vitality' is really tenacious, and it is worthy of being a famous masterpiece of the Necromancer Department." Lucien's "time and space scepter" condensed with the bright light, the bodies of humans, elves and dragons became quite slow and moved Like a puppet, it slows down the recovery.

Then, Lucien appeared in the black pupil, turned into an epic knight, pulled out a silver-gray long sword, turned into a sword light from the sky, and fell like a meteor on the blue-black giant.

This is not that Lucian does n’t want to solve it with magic, but that monsters will chase them at any time, and they ca n’t waste time. Naturally, they can be crushed with the sword of truth.

The silver-grey sword light flashed, and a phantom crack appeared silently on the body of the blue-black giant, which directly split the defense layer, the black gas and the flesh, and turned into countless small branches spreading to all parts of the giant's body.

In the crisp sound, the corpses of intelligent life turned into pieces of rotten flesh and fell like a sudden rainstorm.

In the shower of blood, flesh, and pus, the silver moonlight around Lucien entangled the "rain" falling on his body, and he successfully caught the broken heart.

The heart is full of blue and black, and the powerful beating gradually slows down until it stops. Then the flesh on the surface peels off layer by layer, exposing a thumb-like light green liquid inside, which is filled with a rich breath of life.

Lucien took out a silver teapot-like thing engraved with magic patterns, opened the lid, tilted the "Old Spring" into it, and then resealed it.

"We continue to leave, not far from the position of the Masquilin logo." The restored Rhine came by himself and urged Lucien. For him, "The Old Spring" had no effect, but rather Very toxic existence.

Lucien put away the magic silver pot and was ready to release the transformation. At this time, a cry of whimper suddenly sounded around him, and the temperature seemed to drop by dozens of degrees.

Oooo, crying numb and numb, the tombstones fell down, the lids of the coffins were lifted, and the black, gray, and white clothes wobbled as if they had life Stand up and twist to the center.

Their walking movements seem to be deformed, but their speed is extremely fast. It didn't take long to merge a huge rag doll, a rag doll wearing a colorful coat, and a rag doll with a secret smile on his face, which turned it into an epic Lucian, who was intuitively keen after the knight, sensed a trace of danger.

"What is this custom?" Lucien asked subconsciously.

Rhein shook his head: "I don't know. Among all the strange customs, I know at most one-third."

Ragdoll exudes a breath close to the third order of the legend, slowly forming in a weeping weird smile.

"go!"

Lucien has no idea of ​​fighting. Although he exerts all his strength and items, plus the rich collection of Rhine, there is still hope to overcome this strange rag doll, but in this way, it is very time-consuming and chased by real monsters. It's troublesome, and after killing the rag dolls, other undeads are likely to appear, and the battle may continue indefinitely.

Too late to release the transformation, Lucien grabbed Rhein's arm and transformed into a moonlight flight, illuminating the gray wilderness.

Before long, a black gate appeared in the tombstone group.

"Ooooooooo!"

Weeping weird laughter suddenly appeared in Lucian's ear, causing him to disintegrate the "wall of space" made by the scepter of time and space, and the moonlight was lifted.

Lucien shuddered violently, only to see a cool breeze in his neck, and the "epic knight's flesh" showed signs of dissolution. It seemed that only clothing such as "The Arcanist's Robe" was not affected. , They also can't work.

Faced with this "rag doll" that is difficult to speculate with common sense, Lucien didn't look back, still flying straight to the black gate, and at the same time, the sword of truth clenched in his right hand saw it and cut it behind his back.

"Woo!"

The silver grey sword light flashed, and the crying cried countless times more than just now broke out, and the cold cold wind blowing into the neck came to an abrupt halt.

Lucian didn't check the results, and had no time to check the black gate, but ran into it.

"Ooooooooo!"

After plunging into the gray hall, a more exaggerated crying laughter was introduced into Lucian's ear. He breathed, the moonlight on his body lit up, and the black door was blown shut.

Boom Boom Boom!

The sound of thrashing the door rang, the black door bent forward, and seemed to be knocked open at any time.

Lucien's scalp numb, while calculating the coordinates, while opening different black doors to shuttle.

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

"The place where Mr. Masquilin left is right next to ..." In the calculation, Lucian's pupils shrank sharply, the emotions settled by countless magic could not help boiling, and his heart jumped involuntarily.

What will you see there?

Can you find the secret of the monster?

Is it an unimaginable scene, or a sign of terror and despair?

Rhein was suffocated, sorted out his black shirt and red jacket, and then pointed at one of the black gates with a smile: "Should it be right behind it?"

"Yes." Lucien walked over, first checked it with magic, and after confirming that there was no danger, slowly pushed the door open.

In the absence of sound, everything behind the gate appeared in the eyes of Lucien and Rhine.

"Why is this?" Lucien's efforts to control her emotions did not allow disappointment to rise, covering up the reason.

Behind the black gate is an identical gray hall, which is no different from other places, even the silver-white magic pattern remains.

"Check carefully." Rhein's expression of convergence reduced, and he walked into the grey hall, looking for all traces intently.

After confirming that there were no problems with the coordinates, Lucian followed him in. Suddenly, he felt a slight fluctuation in the "sun crown" on his chest, as if he was interacting with something in the hall.

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

For a while, Lucien sighed: "It is a third-order prophet. This secret door is a hidden example. If there is no indication of the" Crown of the Sun ", I am afraid that the existence of the legendary pinnacle may be discovered. Will miss. "

As he said, Lucien excited the secret door, and then posted 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 lit up the sun rays that did not belong here, and a secret door slowly opened, revealing a messy gray secret room, which was full of broken magic test tubes, alchemy furnaces and pot pots of potions.

This kind of scene seems to be caused by the host's unstable mood or leaving in a hurry, because if it is a legendary war, Lucian believes that they can't be retained at all.

The layout of the secret room is typical of the ancient magic laboratory. Lucien found the hidden desk without any effort. There are three things on it, one is the torso of the puppet, the other is the magic notebook, and the other is the gray flutter. Fluttering mirrors, faintly floating countless mysterious patterns.

"'Mirror of Destiny' is indeed Muskilin's laboratory." Rhein recognized the mirror at a glance and explained to Lucian casually, "Maskilin once joined forces with McLeod and wanted Create a legendary item that reflects the long river of destiny, but the existence of the level of similar gods cannot reach this level. They finally refined only one item with a limited number of uses, and in both uses, both It played a very good effect, once accurately predicting the whereabouts of Thanos ’relics, and once you know that you are about to be trapped."

"It turned out to be a legendary item from the Prophecy Department." Lucien found that Rhein knew more than he had imagined, and easily dropped an appraisal technique for the "Mirror of Destiny".

"'Mirror of Destiny', a three-level perfect order legendary item, can predict with great accuracy what has happened in the past and more accurately predict a future scene. It is a projection of the long course of destiny and should not exist in this world. , It will be completely broken after five uses. "

"Number of uses: four times."

"Fate was decided long ago, but mortal eyes couldn't see through the thick mist."

"——Waldo K. Musquilin"

"It's only one time left, and it seems that Mr. Maskilin was trapped here and used it." Lucian picked up the "Mirror of Destiny" and said heavily.

Rhine said with a smile: "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 conclusion."

Lucian did not rush to open the magic notebook, but picked up the green puppet torso: "Why did MacLeod's puppet components appear in Mr. Musquilin's laboratory?"

"Perhaps it was the clue that Muskilin found after McLeod's" missing. "Rhein looked around and suddenly laughed." Here was processed by Muskilin. The speed of space and time is consistent with the outside world. We came here in a flash, and we had time to recover. "

Lucien still didn't open the magic notebook, his face was rather dignified: "I have two doubts."

"What?" Rhein asked.

"One was said before, why don't the monsters destroy these leftover items, and I want to use their strength so that I can't find it?" Lucian clenched her fist in her right hand and gently tapped her chin. "Converse thinking, Apart from the last bit of struggle in despair, why did Mr. Muskilin, who left papers, notes and objects, believe that monsters do not destroy them? "

Rhine did not speak, listening to Lucien's analysis quietly.

"The second question is that there are so many grey halls, but we have found so many pieces of grey paper, so many puppet components, and traces everywhere, is it too coincidental?"

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

"It's possible, but what's the point of misleading us? Can't beat us?" Lucien suspected that by hinting to deepen illusions or dreams, the Soul Library could open normally.

Taking a light breath, Lucian whispered: "Maybe there are some clues in this notebook."

Turning on the magic notebook, Musclelin's familiar handwriting appeared:

"... We found a secret laboratory of His Excellency Thanos through the 'Mirror of Destiny'. He was doing such an experiment. It was really incredible, which gave us great inspiration ..."