There was no need for the "prophet" Maskilin to lie about the production of the "Crown of the Sun", but the nine "magic" were real magic, coupled with the similarity between the Grand Cross stand and the cross pattern in the middle of the Crown of the Sun and the symbol of the Church of Truth, things became more and more confusing: "How was the Church of Truth born and developed before the sacred calendar?"
Picking up the Crown of the Sun with his thumb and fingers bent into a circle, Lucian first used his mental power to construct a strange logo according to the method left by Maskilin, and then carefully reached into the Crown of the Sun.
Pure light, scorching light, flawless light, the entire interior of the Sun Crown was like a surging ocean of holy light.
With the right method, Lucian successfully left his spiritual mark and controlled the "Crown of the Sun", but the five-layer seal was extremely complex, and Lucian could not analyze it on his own, so he could only wait until he became an official magician and cracked it according to Maskelin's corresponding unsealing technique.
"This is indeed a divine power, with a unique aura and operation composition, which is completely different from the feeling of magical power, it is basically two transcendent paths!" Lucian himself practiced magic and had used the Emblem of Truth, so he had enough judgment to discern.
While thinking, Lucian hung the "Crown of the Sun" amulet on his chest and covered it with his clothes.
After leaving a spiritual mark, Lucian sensed the black, white and gray world around him through the Crown of the Sun is so abstract, just like the gray background after the death of the characters who played stand-alone games before, it is very peaceful and very cold and silent, only the warmth conveyed by the Crown of the Sun makes him feel like a living person, and at the same time, these warmth can be spread out by himself with his spiritual power, which is the power of "transcending the dead".
Thinking about it, Lucian thought of the "eternal silence" that had appeared several times in his notes, and became more and more depressed and worried.
"What is it that is sealed by the Grand Cross outside?" A small flame appeared on Lucian's finger, burning all the parchment and notes, which had already been included in the Soul Library, "The Silver White Lord used 'Eternal Unchanging Silence' as his title, I'm afraid it's not a random idea, could it be that the leak of the manuscript this time was done by the 'Silver White Horn'? Then there is a lot of danger if I go back the same way. What does Master Mskilin mean by the danger?"
"If you don't go back, you'll have to wait an hour later when the lock begins to disintegrate and leave the road to the Magic Garden. This hour must be used well."
Lucian thought of doing it, left the hall, and walked towards the black room marked with "No. 1" in pale white numbers.
In addition to the shelves where the utensils were placed, there were rows of transparent cabinets half a person high, their original colors were not visible at all in the black, white and gray world, but now they were extremely pale, and each cabinet with different labels was painted with different magic circles, which seemed to be stored in completely different ways.
There are eerie eyeballs soaked in black liquid, spider-like flowers blooming in a vacuum, dark gray stones floating, and shriveled corpses wrapped in shrouds......
Lucian didn't have time to see what materials were there, so he found storage box No. 72 according to the notes and put the moldy "gray" powder inside into the corresponding utensils placed on the shelf next to him.
When scooping "Chundromycin" with a small off-white spoon, Lucian kept his breath closed, because according to the records of the "Illustrated Book" and "Book of Astrology and Elements", the smell of this mycin will cause people to rot and mold from the internal organs.
It wasn't until he plugged the glass tube engraved with the magic circle and took him out of the room that Lucian regained his breath and immediately felt how beautiful the world was.
Then, Lucian went to other rooms to get pieces of petrified snake feathers like stone scales, like a palm-sized silver moon "Shepherd's Moon Flower", and finally took the baby-like grimace grass, each of its leaves has a different face, some crying, some resentful, some ferocious, and some laughing.
Shepherd's Moon Flower + Grimace Grass Leaves + Petrified Snake Feathers + Chrysomycin == Silver Moon Potion.
Although Lucian had also analyzed the "Magic Gate" potion when he was bored, how could it compare to the familiarity and proficiency of the Silver Moon Elixir that he had been preparing to use, and it was several times more difficult than the "Silver Moon Elixir"!
In an hour, even if the materials are sufficient, Lucian does not think that he can successfully refine the "Magic Gate" potion, unless he is given a few days to slowly experiment and explore with sufficient materials, and if the materials are not sufficient, it will only take more than half a year to thoroughly analyze and familiarize.
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The wide alchemy room was filled with countless objects and devices that Lucian did not recognize, including metal hands hanging in mid-air, mysterious gray liquid flowing back and forth throughout the alchemy room, large platforms resembling operating tables, filled with various tentacle-like black wires, pipes, etc., and black furnaces several people high...... All of this has a three-dimensional complex alchemy circle and magic circle that makes Lucian dizzy just by looking at it.
With nothing to study the new alchemy devices, Lucian walked directly to the familiar alchemy platform and spent a few minutes trying to figure out what function they had before activating them.
One by one, the strange and complex alchemy arrays lit up, and Lucian put a tube of "chaldomycin" into one of them and waited for half a minute, and a completely transparent, head-sized cylinder rose in front of him, and a layer of copper-narthick gray liquid was already floating inside.
This is the processed "emerald mold liquid".
After dealing with the "Moon Flower" and "Petrified Snake Feather" in the same way, Lucian threw the "Grimace Grass" leaves into a certain alchemy array.
Countless ghost-like things appeared in the alchemy circle and cried loudly, like a little baby who hadn't been given a toy.
But their voices were all blocked by the Alchemy Array's own defenses, and they did not pose the slightest danger to Lucian.
Calmly watching the grimace grass turn into pale powder, Lucian nodded: "The alchemy room of the legendary magician is good......"
All the materials were ready, Lucian manipulated the alchemy array expressionlessly, fusing them into everything drop by drop, and matching the corresponding flame temperature, and then distracted to use mental power to build a simple model into it at a critical moment.
Five minutes later, a cloud of black smoke rose, the huge shattering sound was erased by the alchemy platform, and the half-finished product in front of Lucian was completely reduced to ashes.
"The first failure, the model of the mental power structure did not fit into the ...... at the precise time," Lucian calmly concluded.
Five minutes later, Lucian frowned at the gray liquid that permeated and floated in mid-air: "The second failure, the speed of the dripping is a bit problematic......"
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Lucian stared intently at the silver ball bouncing around in the alchemy array: "There was a small mistake in the analysis, the dose of Grimace Grass was too much, and the sixth failure occurred."
After summarizing all the questions, Lucian entered the spellcasting focus again and continued to try calmly and steadily.
Everything in front of it went very smoothly, and soon entered the final step, which was to add the moon flower powder to the gray and white liquid.
The spiritual power steadily manipulated the alchemy array, the powder sprinkled on the liquid in the most uniform way, while Lucian's eyes were half-closed, sensing the main star of fate, stabilizing the connection dyed with the bright starlight, and then cooperating with the powder to sprinkle into the power of the stars.
The gray-white liquid gradually faded gray and became pale, gradually becoming pure white and soft.
Lucian understood the critical moment, and his mental power quickly constructed an illusory and eerie symbol, and then slammed it into the soft white liquid.
The spiritual power was like a headache, but Lucian did not retreat or waver at all, and stabilized the investment of spiritual power with the help of the power of the main star of fate.
The pure white light suddenly bloomed, without the slightest haze, and every drop of liquid in the transparent column was like a small moon!
These countless small moons did not merge together, but gathered in a solid-like existence.
After taking a few deep breaths, Lucian immediately recovered most of it, because the emptiness just now was just an illusion, and it was the last obstacle to refining the "Silver Moon Elixir".
Pull out the liquid, pour it into the glass tube, just fill a tube, and then Lucian took the tube of soft and pure "Silver Moon Elixir" back to the hall, and began to wait for his mental power to return to its peak state.
The refining failed many times just now, not only did it consume all the materials used, but forty minutes had passed in all the time, and there were only twenty minutes left before the collapse of the maze.
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After six minutes of quiet rest, with the help of the moonlight bloodline, Lucian's mental power recovered to its peak, and the exhaustion of his soul completely disappeared.
Without hesitation, Lucian poured the "fried beans"-like silver moon potion into his mouth, swallowed it, and quickly entered a meditative state.
The surrounding black and white faded, and the hall disappeared, leaving only the bright starry sky and the manic "fire element" power, the light and ethereal "wind element" power, and the soft and continuous "water element" power.
Endless light bloomed in Lucian's body, allowing Lucian to see his soul from a sideline perspective for the first time when he was meditating, a transparent and shining silver moonlight soul, a soul with a star reflection.
This spectator perspective is essential for building spell models, and can only be obtained when mental power reaches a certain level, and Lucian is now using the Silver Moon Elixir to feel it in advance.
Looking at his soul, Lucian calmly and almost ruthlessly drove the spiritual power to fluctuate in reverse, and began to build a spell model within the soul.
The fluctuations of spiritual power caused vibrations and changes in the soul, and transparent and almost illusory lines condensed, beginning to build a three-dimensional spell model in a precise way.
For the construction of the spell model, the requirement is that the size of each angle, the length of each line, and the spatial composition are accurate, which can only be done after the mathematical knowledge and the knowledge of the principles of spell construction have reached the level of a formal magician, and countless magic apprentices are forever stuck in front of this rank.
(End of this chapter)