"The smell of muskillin?" Angeus didn't understand Adore's words very well, but when he mentioned the name Muskillin, his tone became quite solemn.
Under the pale sun, Adole's delicate but lifeless skin was shrouded in a faint layer of black mist, and two red lights under his hood jumped like flames: "The amulet on his body was made by Maskillin's special technique. Hmph, he can sense me with the talisman, so why can't I recognize the origin of his talisman?"
"So, Master Adore, you revealed the secret to Sosa last time, wasn't it for Felipe? Isn't it to provoke the infighting of the pale hand?" Angvius reached out to catch a rotten and fallen muscle and rubbed it into his face.
"That group of stupid humans, greedy and stubborn, blinded their hearts, and were played in the palm of our hands." Adair sneered.
Angus' voice became sinister: "Maskielin knows too many of our secrets, and he is a powerful prophet and astrological master, and the purpose of his leaving items is definitely not simple.
He gestured to pinch his throat.
"Fool, have you ever thought about the consequences of doing something in Heidler? Do you want to expose the secrets of the necromancer? Do you want to show the necromancer naked in front of the Magic Council? A great arcanist, a legendary magician, we are still sure to deal with it, but facing seven great arcanists, eleven legendary magicians, what do we use to compete? Don't forget, our goal is not just the Magic Council!" Adair shouted in a cold voice.
"Are we going to let a guy who could leak our secrets at any time live?" Angus replied a little angrily, although his status was not as good as Adole's, he was also a high-ranking undead and was not an object he could insult at will.
Adair turned his head, and the red light dot under the shadow of his hood jumped twice: "If he wanted to leak it, he would have done it long ago. After mastering this kind of secret, leaking it was more dangerous than keeping it secret, because the strong man who knew the secret of the necromancer world would definitely shut him up forever. Since there has been no movement in this regard from the Magic Council, it means that Lucian Evans is a very cautious and intelligent person."
"Even if he wants to leak it, I'm afraid he will have to wait until he becomes a legendary magician and has enough self-protection strength, we still have a lot of time, he can't not go out to explore the world, and he can't be guarded by a great arcanist like he did last time."
Seeing what else Angus wanted to say, Adol warned: "The most important thing we need to do at the moment is to draw 'strength' and prepare for the return of the 'Lord'.
"Yes, Lord Adore." Angus put on his hood and bowed his head in response.
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Elemental Will Alinge Branch, the hall on the first floor of the Magic Tower.
After Lucian bowed, he walked off the podium to applause, and Morris's voice after relieving his heartache came from behind:
"Next, we ask Mr. Larry Clark to come up."
Larry, who was wearing an elemental robe, walked out of the crowd slightly nervously and came over to greet Lucian.
"Congratulations, Mr. Larry." Lucian smiled as he walked up to him.
Larry touched his tawny beard at a loss: "Thank you, Evans, the weather is really nice today."
This guy is incoherent with excitement? Lucian turned sideways in amusement and watched Larry walk up to the podium.
"Congratulations, the pride of our elemental will, an unprecedented three-time winner of the Holm Crown Award." Florence leaned closer with her wine glass, smiling.
Lucian turned his hands up, revealing a few rings: "Thank you, Ms. Florence, for your careful design."
While listening to Morris' statement on the important role of Larry's atomic valence and ionization theory in the process of potion making and alchemy, Florence restrained her smile, shook her glass and said, "We found out that Belak took the initiative to apply for rotation in those days, on the grounds that it was in exchange for a period of rest, and other high-level magicians naturally had no objections."
"In other words, it was all arranged by him?" Lucian frowned slightly.
After Lucian returned to Alinge, a thorough investigation into Belak began, because Lucian always felt that things were too coincidental, why did Belak grasp the time when he discovered the vase curse, and whether there were other people cooperating with him.
But judging from the investigation results of the Affairs Committee that he had just heard, Belak only chose the time when he had the greatest chance of discovering the vase curse - if he couldn't find it in the first few days, then there was a 90% chance that he wouldn't be able to find it, even if symptoms began to be suspected later, it was a long process, and Belak had enough time to prepare.
Florence nodded slightly, her long blonde hair swaying: "As far as the situation is concerned, no other high-level cooperation has been found for the time being, but there has been significant progress in other aspects. We found Robin in Belak's magic tower, and from his 'memories' and other materials left by Belak, we captured more than a dozen middle and low-level magicians, all of whom took refuge in the church, some of whom sought peace of mind from faith because of stagnation in strength or poor situation, and gradually became fanatics, while others simply sought money, materials, etc., for their own better development."
"As long as there is death, pain, despair and difficulty, religion cannot be banned, but we cannot compromise with the church, all religions must be under our control." Lucian said with emotion.
Florence was stunned, then giggled, leaning forward and backward with a smile, her body trembling like a flower: "Lucian, no, Commissioner Evans, you are becoming more and more like a committee member, and your tone is exactly the same as that of Speaker Douglas and His Excellency Fernando!"
Lucian smiled slightly awkwardly and jokingly changed the subject: "Really? Can I say that I am still considering whether to propose the establishment of a 'Working Committee for Caring for the Growth and Mental Health of Magicians'?"
"'Care for the growth and mental health of magicians', haha, this is the right of the committee members!" Florence, amused by Lucian's strange name, took a long time to stop laughing, while Larry began to give a brief speech.
After taking a sip of wine and moistening her throat with a dry smile, Florence said with her communication skills: "There has been some progress in the investigation of the source of special materials that you privately requested. Although it is the material provided by the church to Belak, this material is very special, and we have obtained certain clues, and we are currently sending people to the desert south of the Gusta Empire to investigate secretly."
"This is really good news." Lucian smiled sincerely, whether it was arcane research, casting cursed magic and extreme cold rays, or creating other terrifying 'magic' in the future, these were all indispensable materials, and the origin of the mineral must be found.
Florence's emerald and crystal clear eyes stared at Lucian suspiciously, and she said with "Communication": "Although the special material is a new element, is it so important? What else did you find?"
The first part of Lucian's thesis was not sealed, that is, the part where the new element "uranium" was discovered and a lot of data was determined, and thirty arcane points were obtained.
Florence had a strong curiosity, but she could restrain herself better, and when she saw Lucian refusing to speak, she had to use her imagination to say: "Oh, my poor teacher!"
The two ended their conversation and turned to look at the stage, listening to Larry's speech.
Larry's initial nervousness slowly subsided, and his voice gradually became smoother:
"As Evans mentioned just now, there is an inevitable law behind any chance, so I am thinking, why does the dissolution of matter ionize into ions with different charges, why do elements have valence states, why do valence states show periodic changes, and what does this have to do with the internal structure of atoms? Does it have anything to do with Evans' newly discovered electrons?"
"In the world of arcane, if there is a result, there must be a cause, and any phenomenon is strictly determined by laws, so we cannot be satisfied with the acquisition of results and surface phenomena, but also have to carry out deeper exploration."
Florence smiled and looked sideways at Lucian, and joked: "More and more people are being spoiled by Speaker Douglas, and the person who looks most like him is Lucian."
"It's my honor." Lucian responded with a smile.
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A wilderness of desolate and dead silence, filled with tombstones.
Lucian, Avereth, and a skeletal lich in a dark brown magic robe appeared at the edge of the wilderness at the same time.
"This is the 'place of rest'?" Lucian looked around curiously at the half plane of the "Revenant Lord".
The skull lich's eyes jumped with pale flames: "Yes, this is the 'resting place' created by His Excellency the Revenant Lord, Evans, let's move on."
"Yes, Your Excellency Moros." Lucian grabbed Afrith, who wanted to go to the wilderness to "rob the tomb", and followed the lich to the exit teleportation array.
The "Pale Hand" hated having to present the award to Lucian, naturally they would not accommodate him like the elemental will, and put the award ceremony in Alinge, but as the master, they couldn't let Lucian have an accident, otherwise they would offend the storm lord, not to mention the entire organization would be humiliated, so they let the vice president, the eighth-level arcanist, the nine-ring necromancer Moros take on the task of welcoming and protecting Lucian.
Time and space changed, dizzy, and a solidified familiar light gray appeared in front of Lucian's eyes.
"Evans, you take a break in the room, I'll come to take you to the banquet hall in two hours. By the way, a lot of our pale hands research is disgusting and very dangerous, if you are not careful, you will be tainted with curses, and many necromancers don't like you very much, so you'd better not walk around, otherwise there will be an accident and everyone will be unhappy."
Moros led Lucian to the guest room and reminded him lightly, the reason was very sufficient, but Lucian heard the true meaning of his words, "Pale Hand" has many secrets, if you walk around and snoop, don't blame us for being rude.
After sending Moros away, Lucian stood by the window, looking at the sky filled with light gray and the quiet streets below.
This is different from other cities, although there are a lot of "humanoid creatures" coming and going on the streets, but there is very little conversation, most of them are wandering ghosts, slow-moving zombies, disgusting and terrifying ghouls, bony skeletons, and "skinless people" and "corpse dogs" with slightly red eyes, which are low-intelligence necromancers newly "developed" by the Pale Hand.
Turning his eyes, Lucian saw the gap in the necromancer world surrounded by the magic tower, and thought to himself: "Did the pale hand discover the necromancer?"
In the midst of his thoughts, a little burning came from Lucian's neck.
"Mr. Rhine is looking for me for something?" Lucian thought slightly surprised.
When near the Necrotic Rift, the power of the Rhine projection will become much stronger.
"Averes, I'll take a break, and you can play slowly." Lucian gave an order, lay down on the bed, and then hypnotized himself, half-asleep and half-awake into the dream.
When Afrith saw Lucian asleep, he suddenly pounced on him, squatting on the edge of the bed, staring intently at the three Holm crown rings, his paws constantly wiping his saliva.
Suddenly, Afrith sniffed suspiciously, his translucent amber eyes looked around, but he didn't find anything, and soon, its attention was attracted by the beautiful shiny ring.
In the dream, Rhine appeared and said directly: "Lucian, the situation in the necromancer world has changed a lot, and it won't be long before something happens."
(End of this chapter)