Around St. Ivan, "Alexei", "Uriel", "Felix" and "Angel of Light" appeared one after another, and they rushed here earlier than the legendary magicians such as Douglas and Fernando, but they never entered.
"Berkovsky, what do we do?" "Alexei called "St. Ivan" by the name of the current Northern Pope Berkovsky, and between words, he put himself in a similar position.
"Saint Ivan" frowned slightly, his golden eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were dyed with a pale yellow blue eye, staring intently at the gray gloom behind the soul fireplace and said: "I suspect that monster is still inside, and there is no coordinate change law left by Maskilin or Viken, and I don't know where to go inside, I don't know how to find their final whereabouts, so I can only rely on luck to break through."
He was vaguely afraid, as if he had encountered something when he had explored that entrance, and he didn't dare to take too many risks with his strength to cast the "Divine Favor Technique".
"Then let's move the 'Holy Spirit Room' first?" "Felix's" eyes were also condensed on the gray corridor, and he didn't even glance at the entrance wrapped in illusory ripples, as if he had no curiosity there.
"Saint Ivan" was silent for a moment and said, "But I suspect that the people of the Magic Council dared to come to explore the Necrosanctuary because they got what was left by Muskillin or Viken, after all, Viken's lair is located on the edge of the Kingdom of Holm, and Hathaway was also there when the Great Cross was broken.
While speaking, he glanced imperceptibly at the corridor shrouded in illusory ripples.
Before "Uriel" and the others could speak, "Ivan" continued: "So Mikhail and I entered, you go and transfer the 'Holy Spirit Room', he used the projection of Gono's divine objects, even if he died inside, there would be no problem, and I had enough strength to guarantee it."
Mikhail refers to the "Angel of Light".
"Okay, Berkovsky, don't be careless, we don't know what happened to Maskillin and Viken, and why they never came out again." "Uriel" said in a low voice.
He was not very sure that Maskillin and the others were dead, after all, the deeper he went into the Necrosanctor, the more abnormal the flow of time, when he was on the periphery, a day was equivalent to five days outside, and when he arrived near the soul hearth, it was about seven or eight days, and the inside should be even more terrifying, and legendary magicians such as Maskillin and Viken, who had been missing for nearly a thousand years, may have only passed a hundred years in the "World of Doors".
"Ivan" nodded slightly and said: "What they encountered is probably beyond our imagination, and even the use of their items to perform divine prayers, prophecies, etc. cannot determine their life or death, but this time, there are people from the Magic Council exploring the way ahead, and if there is any danger, I can also withdraw in time."
After a short discussion, "Ivan" and "Angel of Light" crossed the soul hearth and entered the gray corridor, while "Alexei" and the other saints returned to the Holy Spirit Chamber to avoid being found by the reinforcements of the Magic Council according to the law of coordinate changes.
The silence of solidification returned in front of the soul fireplace, and at this time, the Lich King surrounded by strange gems above his head stood out from the wall, and two red needles stared at the entrance where Lucian and the others entered.
After a while, a transparent ghost flew over, wearing a black robe with a gorgeous crimson pattern painted on it: "Don't go in?"
From its attitude and tone, it can be seen that it is the same existence as the Lich King, that is, one of the masters of the peripheral area of the Necrosanctor, the Spectral Lord.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to get out if I go in." The Lich King's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and the anger he had previously been broken into by Lucian had subsided, and he no longer felt that he had desecrated the sacred Necrosanctum Temple.
The Spectral Lord said in a wandering voice: "Aren't you afraid that the Lord will punish us after he wakes up?"
The Lord in its mouth obviously refers to the mysterious existence of the necromancer.
"Hermes and Crosos have tracked in, and we must be on guard outside to prevent more enemies from breaking into the temple." The Lich King's two needle-like red rays flashed coldly.
The Spectral Lord floated in place for a moment: "Yes, Chiaps was killed by the enemy, if we go in again, the peripheral defense will become vacuum."
The two legendary necromancers looked at each other and quietly hid nearby, waiting for the "survivors" to come out of it, also guarding against the infiltration of other strong people.
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The dome was gray, the floor tiles were gray, the walls were gray, the torches and burning flames on both sides were also gray, Lucian could no longer see any other colors except himself, as if he had come to a distorted world.
Regardless of checking why the flames could burn unextinguished, Lucian flew extremely fast along the corridor and fled inside, and after a few seconds, he saw a closed black gate, which was extremely eye-catching in the gray world.
Compared to the grandiose exaggeration elsewhere in the Necromancer, this pure black unpatterned gate, only two and a half meters high, gave Lucian a very intimate feeling of being a human, as if he had returned to the Kingdom of Holm.
After urgently checking the door and not finding any traps, Lucian directly used the "door opening technique" to open it.
As the black gate slowly opened back, the gray hall inside appeared in Lucian's eyes, except for the three black gates at the three corners, there was nothing but the gray haze.
Regardless of anything else, Lucian broke through several similar halls one after another, and only after feeling the change in time and space did he slow down his movements and did not dare to go deeper.
"These gray halls are so strange, they are equally empty, and there are four black gates in the same four corners. Lucian looked around while re-blessing himself with spell triggering, spell sequencing and other magic, and at the same time secretly slandered himself, if it were someone else, I was afraid that he would think that these gray halls were false and the black gate was the "main body".
Recalling the environmental parameters he had just collected, Lucian was slightly surprised to find that "the coordinate change law left by Mr. Maskelin is completely applicable here, so I am not afraid of not finding a way back."
"But the frequency of building location changes here is too exaggerated, right? Almost every time I open two doors, it changes." In Lucian's mental calculations, he thought quite strangely, although in this way, his safety was guaranteed, for example, after he opened a black gate and escaped, when the Lord of Hell or the legendary necromancer who followed him opened the same black door again, he would probably find that the hall behind the door had changed, but it also increased the danger to himself, who knew if the hall behind the door would have changed into the one with enemies.
Here, prophetic and probing magic was greatly suppressed.
"We must be vigilant." In the previous battle, the three "Advanced Time Stops" of the "Moonwatch" have been consumed, and the "Gravitational Collapse" is only one left, and the "Elemental Blessing" of the Great Arcanist's Robe and the "Bulwark of the Dead" of the "Ring of Congers" have also been used up, in other words, in a short period of time, in addition to transforming into an epic knight to pick up the Shield of Truth, the only legendary defense he can use is the "Scepter of Time and Space", "I have to find a quiet place to crack the crown of the ancient mummy , one more legendary item will have one more protection."
This hall is only four or five "black doors" away from the exit, Lucian is not too relieved, the probability of encountering an enemy is very high, so he picked a black door at random, carefully checked it and pushed it open with magic.
In the gray color, Lucian suddenly caught a little silver-white light that was fleeting, and suddenly he was on high alert, and the spiritual force field spread.
The gray hall was still quiet and uninhabited, but there were more patterns on the ground that remained after the use of the magic circle.
Its original material had long since disappeared, leaving only faint traces of silver and white on the ground, complex and strange, which not only made Lucian feel sacred and solemn, but also made his heart palpitate inexplicably, as if it was the most evil thing in the world, which was very similar to the initial feeling of Yongdao.
"Mr. Maskilin, the magic circle they used? A magic circle that has never been seen before...... Lucian recorded the remaining patterns in the soul library, and searched for them, but failed to compare and find similar things, it seems that to understand its function, you can only crack it from scratch, and here is just the remaining plane traces, it is very difficult to analyze it backwards, and Lucian doesn't know when he will be able to complete it.
After memorizing the pattern, Lucian looked at it again as a whole, and suddenly found that this magic circle vaguely constituted a corner of the hexagram.
The six-pointed star, the most basic magical pattern, originally came from the cult of reproduction, and was later greatly improved by ancient magicians by combining the patterns of many magical creatures to express the fusion of body and soul, and the interference of spiritual power in the material world.
"Could it be that there are six similar magic circles? But what's the use?" Lucian didn't want to stay in this room that was more strange than the other halls, anyway, the pattern had already been recorded, so he flew towards the black door in the other direction.
At this moment, Lucian noticed something that seemed to be fragments under a gray stone pillar, so he carefully picked it up with the mage's hand.
"Fragments of parchment? magically treated special parchment?" Lucian identified what this fragmented thing was, and only magically treated parchment could remain imperishable in this environment for many years.
And there is only one dark word on the gray shredded paper:
"Devil"!
"Devil?" Lucian repeated this word written in the ancient Sylvanas script, generally speaking, this word has two meanings, one refers to the devils in the nine layers of hell, and the other refers to dangerous and terrifying evil things, "Which meaning will it be?"
While thinking, Lucian searched the hall carefully, but found nothing else, so according to the predetermined plan, he flew to the "black door" and checked it carefully.
This black gate was isolated from the inside and outside, and before pushing it open, Lucian's magic and spiritual power could not extend inside, so he had to be careful enough, and this also made Lucian make up his mind to take a black door back to study when he left - this is the instinctive thought of an arcanist.
Under the "door opening technique", the black gate slowly retreated, and a figure suddenly appeared in Lucian's pupils!
A black shirt, a red jacket, long silver hair and eyes, and a pool of dark red blood on his chest, the whole person was full of demonic beauty.
"Mr. Rhine?" Lucian blurted out, and the magic that was ready to go slowed down slightly.
Lazy and casually leaning on a gray stone pillar, the corners of Rhine's mouth curled up:
"Hi, Lucian, we meet again."
PS: There is a statement that seems to be wrong, it should be that the deeper you go, the slower the time flows.
(End of this chapter)