Throne of Magical Arcana

The old-faced old man sighed with vicissitudes: "I know his teacher."

"Old gentleman, are you a legendary magician of the ancient magic empire?" Lucien was not surprised. After the demise of the three ancient magic empire, there are not many remaining legendary magicians. After all, they have mastered a variety of strange tricks. Some of them are hiding in the depths of the dark mountains, and some are hidden in different spaces and other regions like the "Ice Queen" in the "Night Plateau", so they have different choices, so they are encountered in the nine-layer hell A legendary magician is not too strange.

While the teacher of the Speaker of the House fell in the "War of Antiphle" during the Dawn War, he can clearly know that he was a strong man during the ancient magic empire.

The old man was thin and thin, like a mummy without bandages, and said slightly with emotion: "Our ancient magician can't keep up with the times. Looking at Douglas, it took a long time to become the peak of legend, far exceeding me, What are you doing in hell? "

"I'm going to explore the ancient ruins deep in hell, and by the way go to Silent Hell to find the special star core hidden by the former Duke of Frost." Lucien didn't hide it. Since the legendary magician was hiding in hell, he was very You may know something, "Yes, old gentleman, I do n’t know what to call you?"

Lucien recalled the recorded legendary magician, trying to confirm the identity of the old man.

"Hey, I am now an old guy waiting to die in hell. What do I want my name and title to do?" The old man touched his head and his white hair drifted away. "Ancient ruins deep in hell? The former Duke of Frost hides The star core? Young man, should you be a legendary magician who has only recently been promoted by the Magic Council? I advise you not to be too risky. "

"I have been to the ancient ruins twice, and both times I was almost lost in it, becoming a shadow forever wandering, and in order to explore there, the empire has clearly surpassed six legends. The basic ones that can enter and exit safely are basically Tano. Lord Sis, Douglas, their legendary pinnacle, this is not yet a possible shot of the 'Hell Lord'. "

"As for the nucleus hidden by the former Duke of Frost, it was a thing a thousand or two thousand years ago. I suspect that it has been taken away long ago, otherwise the Duke of Frost will not be clueless."

Lucian listened quietly to the old man's remarks, and compared with the ancient hell data he got from the Speaker of the Speaker and Mr. Rhein, he was a little strange in his heart. Generally speaking, ancient legendary magicians because of various cruel experiments and The weird magic will be more or less gloomy and mysterious. Few people are nagging like this old man but full of good intentions.

"Do you think I'm wordy?" The old man smiled. "Why would I be a nonsense with a young man like you? If you want to die, just go to death, but stay in hell for thirty years and stay quietly with her. Thirty years, people have become soft and compassionate, otherwise Maman's special soul body has already become my experiment. "

"Thirty years? She?" Lucien didn't answer directly, but asked the old man with interest with interest. It was better to get closer to the intelligence.

The wrinkled face of the old man softened at once: "Since he came to hell, it is better to go to my" Soul Paradise "tavern and sit in" silent hell "."

"Okay." Lucien nodded with a smile, anyway he had to go to "Silent Hell".

The old man stopped talking, and Lucien leisurely looked at the burning flames and the magnificent steel buildings among the flames,

After waiting for a while, Maman happily ran back: "Grandpa, 'Shuihunjiu' has been delivered to the old place, and they can be delivered to 'Soul Paradise' today."

"Go, go home." The old man touched Ma Man's head lovingly.

Lucien followed them, along the Styx, across the layers in front of hell, and all the way to the snowy plains.

Above the plains, the cold wind and wind seemed to be able to tear the soul into pieces directly, but there was no sound, and the ice field was vast and the snowflakes flew, and no other souls and demons could be seen during walking, so a kind of eternal The changed silence felt spontaneous.

Lucien knew that without looking at it, in the ice layer under the snow, there were souls frozen, and they solidified in it, without consciousness, without consciousness, sleeping forever in the cold and darkness.

The cold wind of tranquility, quietness, and death circled around Lucien and the old man, but was bounced away by inexplicable force, and even Ma Ma was not frozen in the cold wind.

I do n’t know how long after that, a small town appeared in the front, surrounded by ice crystals outside the city wall, and inside were houses built by rows of “warm blood stones” —this is the specialty of “Silent Hell”, which can effectively resist Freeze the cold of the soul and the cold wind that tears the soul.

In the main material world, because things are rare, an ordinary bloodstone is equal to fifty quintals, and it can actually be used to build a small town.

The residents of the town are fluttering souls, male and female, old and young, and their bodies are translucent. They are similar to Maman and have normal IQ, but they lack the peculiar feeling of warm sunshine.

"Old guy, you're back, I'm waiting for the blaze." A strong man with a goatee floated over and looked at the storage bag held in the hands of Maman and the old man.

In "Silent Hell", souls can also enjoy flaming wine.

The old man chuckled and said: "You drunkard, I won't take responsibility if I get frozen outside because of drunk."

Lucien gave the old man a weird look. He was called an old man by ordinary souls but he didn't mind at all. The legendary magician didn't seem to pay any attention to the strict humility of the ancient magic empire.

The old man was talking to the souls while carrying the storage bag to the tavern in the middle of the town. Maman was a few steps behind and looked at Lucien curiously: "Sir, aren't you humans? How have I never seen A human like you has a warm body and devil-like muscles. "

"Humans? What kind of human beings?" Lucien asked funny.

Ma Man's face was slightly transparent, his chin was raised, and he said proudly as a child: "I am like a human."

"Who told you?" Lucien probably guessed who it was.

Maman opened his eyes in doubt: "Of course it is grandpa."

Speaking of Grandpa, he was frustrated and seemed to find the object of the narration: "But Grandpa never let me follow the uncles, but just let me do useless meditation."

"Your grandfather is a very powerful person. There is nothing wrong with listening to him." Lucien patted his head with a smile.

"How could it be? Uncles and aunts said that Grandpa is just an ordinary old man. He has no power except to cook food and wine." Maman refuted Lucien's words seriously.

Uh, a special soul has a grandpa who is a legendary magician with a hidden identity. It ’s like a story of a bard. Lucian thought about it funny, too lazy to explain to Maman, and walked into the "Soul Paradise" tavern .

The layout of the tavern is different from the main material world, but in the bar stands a female soul with a vague and dull face.

"I'm back. I bought a hundred bottles of water soul wine this time ..." The old man walked into the bar and reported to the female soul, although he only said the daily "purchase account", but his expression was Soft and content.

However, the female soul remained in a dull state, wiping the wine glass mechanically.

The old man said for a long time, it took a long time to turn his head to look at Lucien sitting in front of the bar, and introduced: "This is my wife, do you want a bottle of flaming wine?"

Lucien shook her head and asked curiously: "How did you find it?"

Normally, the souls who enter hell cannot recognize their original identity.

"She died because of one of my mistakes, so I can prepare in advance and mark the soul with a special method." The old man opened a bottle of flaming wine and poured himself a sip directly, "But, even if I have the soul again With a profound grasp, she can't understand its essence and its transformation. Therefore, she finally found that she is only a little better than the ordinary soul, and maybe it will completely disappear in another hundred years. "

Lucien nodded. From this description, he probably guessed which legendary magician this old man is. After all, few are so good at the soul field and survive.

The old man continued: "After I found her, I was here to accompany her, watching her quietly, making up for past mistakes, hey, time passed so fast, thirty years in a blink of an eye."

"The souls outside are the result of your experiment?" Lucien didn't believe a legendary magician would give up easily.

"Yeah." The old man nodded slightly and drank another sip of wine. "I tried to awaken their memories, but in the end, they only restored their thinking ability. Compared with before, they were just another person, and with time Passing away will also completely dissipate or freeze in the ice and fall into eternal silence. "

"It's a shame." Lucien said in silence. "Unfortunately, the parliament's research on the soul is still close to achieving breakthrough progress."

Lucien actually refers not to the Magic Council, but to himself.

The old man ’s eyes projected on Lucien ’s face: “The soul is the most illusory realm, and there is a fundamental contradiction with the arcane art that emphasizes empirical and mathematical sciences. There is a breakthrough. Although I have not been out of hell for 30 years and the news is blocked, but in magic research, 30 years is a very short time. I remember that in order to study a certain characteristic of the soul, I was near the Styx. Stayed for 127 years. "

Lucian hadn't spoken yet, and a fresh and soft male voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Oh, although it is hard to believe, but I can say with certainty that the development of arcane and magic in these thirty years is better than the ancient magic empire three. Ten thousand years. "

Without turning his head, a figure appeared in Lucien's spiritual field. He was wearing a thin white suit, pale skin and morbidity, bright red eyes, and a pair of small silver-white horns on his forehead, with dense patterns engraved on it. .

From his uncovered breath, Lucien can clearly judge that he is the current "Duke of Frost" and "Mysterious Lord" Memphis!