Chapter 627 Revealing a Strange Monster (Second Update Asking for a Monthly Pass)
「…… An unimaginable ghost ......"
Compared with the previous notes, these two lines of dark gray text were extremely heavy and very scribbled, as if panic and dazedness were revealed from the cracks in the words.
"What kind of monster can scare a legendary magician like this? And since he has time, why didn't he leave? They should all have mastered the pattern of coordinate changes here......" Lucian's expression did not change at all, but he was analyzing various anomalies in his heart.
Lucian is sure that the writer is a legendary magician, and such a character will not be frightened like this even if he encounters a god-like character.
What kind of ghost is this?
Vaguely, Lucian felt that the mysterious person caused by this message made him a little familiar, but he looked through his memory, but he did not have the experience of matching the number.
Rhine held the puppet's arm and said as if he was tasting jewelry: "This kind of stand-in puppet is made in a unique way, as far as I know, only McLeod understands, this should be his relic."
He added to the tone of "relics".
"McLeod, the alchemy king of the ancient magic empire, a third-order legendary magician?" Lucian repeated.
According to Viken and Adore, McLeod is one of the eight or nine legendary magicians who explored the necromancer world, including Maskieling, and it seems that they did "disappear" here in the end.
The reason why Lucian uses approximate numbers instead of exact numbers is because Viken does not record every member, and Adore only knows a few of the more famous ones, and the rest can only be guessed by inference, and the legendary magicians who "disappeared" in the ancient magical empire were obviously not all due to exploring the Necromancer.
"From what I know, it's probably him." Rhein's slender fingers rubbed the light green puppet's arms covered in strange patterns.
Lucian smiled and said, "You are an observer, and your judgment is more accurate than mine."
Rhein laughed, as if playing the piano, and let his fingers gently tap on the puppet: "This double puppet is a rare one-time legendary item, and it doesn't look damaged, but McLeod deliberately took it apart and divided it into several parts.
"Deliberately disassembled? Maybe after recombining it completely, you can still get the important information left by McLeod." Lucian thoughtfully said that this was a way to circumvent prophecy in the astrological system.
"I don't know how many doors there are, how many gray halls there are, and we don't know the specific coordinates of different parts of the puppet where McLeod stores it, and it may take thousands of years to find it." Rhine smiled and handed over the puppet, "It's useless for me to keep it, you can use it for reference and analysis."
Lucian was originally interested in the special refining method of the "stand-in puppet" in the magic notebook, and it was a mutilated and unusable thing, so he unceremoniously reached out to take it.
The five fingers of his right hand rested on the puppet, using a little force, but he didn't move at all, and Rhine's right hand holding the puppet's arm was squeezed very tightly.
Lucian looked up at Rhein suspiciously, didn't he say it to himself?
Rhine looked at Lucian's blank expression, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said humorously: "Do you want to take it away without saying thank you?"
As he spoke, Lucian saw that his silver and clear eyes became hazy, like a cold and dreamy silver moon in the middle of the night, making everyone's soul can't help but fall into it.
Lucian suddenly felt tired and wanted to sleep quietly.
Not good!
The talent of vampires is enchanting!
Why did Mr. Rhein suddenly do it?
The illusory shattering sound of the mind barrier sounded in Lucian's soul, making him a little sober, but those eyes were like the night sky shining with a silver moon, making people unable to take their attention off.
A faint "Short Range Teleport" glow illuminates, and "Spell Trigger" automatically casts when the soul is attacked.
At this moment, Rhine's right hand holding the puppet flicked gently, and a faint black ripple spread along the puppet to Lucian's hand, canceling out the magic fluctuations and preventing Lucian from teleporting away.
"Spell Sequencer" and "Spell Sequencer" had effects one after another, but they were all offset by Rhein's strange methods, his bright red mouth was open, two pointed teeth were sticking out, and he bit Lucian elegantly and gentlemanly:
"It's very rude not to say thank you."
Suddenly, Lucian's eyes suddenly became clear, the moonlight bloomed, and Rhine's teeth suddenly bit on the illusory ripples, which made his expression freeze slightly, and at the same time, he felt that the puppet was light, and Lucian's right hand had been released.
Lucian only felt a faint coolness coming from the "Ring of Congers" in his left hand, which had a strong weakening ability against illusions, and spell triggers and other effects bought Lucian time!
"You are not Mr. Rhein!" Lucian held the shield of truth in his left hand and drew a silver-gray long sword in his right hand.
Whether it was the breath, the origin of blood, or the effect of the magic check, there was no doubt that he was the observer Count Silvereye, but just now when Rhine used strange means to counteract spell triggering, spell sequencing and other magic, Lucian noticed a trace of abnormality.
"Rhine" suddenly withdrew his hand, jumped away extremely quickly, dodged Lucian's sword of truth's attack, and laughed: "The memory is the same, the appearance is the same, the blood is the same, the body is the same, why am I not Rhine? Aren't these all that makes sense to a intelligent creature?"
"You are the unimaginable ghost, the devil." Lucian's shield of truth was raised forward, blocking the sudden flash of "Rhine" attack, his five fingers were open, and his neatly trimmed nails glowed with a light colder than a metal long sword, and he grabbed the shield fiercely.
In the creaking, tooth-tingling sound, Lucian cut out with a sword, and the silver-gray sword light cut out a gap in the wall of the secret room.
"Rhine" seemed to have no response, but only the phantom shattered behind the sword light, and then he flashed from a high altitude, jumping down like an eagle, with sharp fingers, and bat wings spread behind him, covering the dome.
"His speed is not much worse than the projection of the Lord of Hell, vampires are indeed a race known for their agility and speed, but their attack power seems to be insufficient, only the appearance of the legendary second order, which is not enough to break the shield of truth." Lucian calmly analyzed the situation, after the speed of "Rhine" unfolded, he was seen in all directions, making it impossible to distinguish between true and false in the field of will converted by Lucian's mental force field, and could only use the shield of truth to resist, but could not fight back with the sword of truth.
Dangdang, silver and gray sword light continued to slash on the gray wall, making a crisp and pleasant sound, creating one deep crack after another.
Looking at these cracks, Lucian suddenly had an idea: "The secret room is not big enough, but it is very strong......"
"Hellball!" Lucian suddenly recited the spell, and a ball of light as bright as the sun flew out of the "Great Arcanist's Robe" and hit "Rhine", which he dodged unsurprisingly, and then crashed into the wall.
Boom!
The sound waves swept across the chamber like substance, the green acid made the air begin to corrode, and the silver-white lightning turned the room into a forest of thunder and lightning, and the scorching flames burned everything, and the surroundings were like real hell.
No corner of the secret room could escape this ranged damage, even Lucian himself was no exception, but behind the shield of truth, he seemed to be in another world.
In the "Hell" scene, illusory figures were shattered, and the real body of "Rhine" appeared with a faint black aura.
"This is the opportunity!" Lucian locked his true body, and the sword of truth that was ready to be used slashed hard.
The silver-gray sword light took the shape of a crescent moon, cutting through the flames, cutting through the lightning, and slashing at the "Rhine" who had no time to dodge, cutting through the black energy around him and cutting his flesh.
The illusory gap destroyed every piece of flesh and blood, but the corners of "Rhine" raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile, and then pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, as elegant and calm as a musician exiting.
In an instant, "Rhine's" body completely collapsed and disappeared in place, and the puppet's arm fell to the ground with a snap.
When the horror scene caused by the "Hellball" gradually subsided, everything returned to calm, and the "Rhine" never appeared again.
Lucian was careless, holding the shield of truth, and carefully picked up the puppet's arm, but he didn't find that there was any information left by McLeod on it, and at the same time, a strong doubt arose in his heart: "Although this ghost can truly transform into other people, so that those who are familiar with it cannot tell the difference, it is easy to create strange assassinations, but its strength is only legendary second-order, only stronger than me, why can it scare MacLeod? Why can legendary magicians such as Maskilin disappear?"
"However, it also has strange things, it didn't completely fall after being slashed by the Sword of Truth......"
Shaking his head, Lucian felt that it was full of mysteries and was not something that his current self could explore.
"The time flow here is slower than outside, and the pursuers behind are almost in, and the effect of the 'Divine Favor Technique' must have disappeared, I can go back outside." Lucian didn't want to take any more risks, so he calculated the current coordinates and entrance coordinates according to the law of coordinate changes, looking for a way back.
At this time, another black door creaked open.
Lucian looked over warily, the shield of truth in his hand had not been put down, believing that it could block the first wave of attacks from all the strong people below the god-like level.
The door opened, and a familiar figure entered Lucian's sight, with long silver smooth hair, a red coat, a black shirt, dark red blood stains on his chest, and his lips were paler than usual, as if he was Rhein again!
"Hi, Lucian, we meet again." He smiled and spoke, and then his expression changed:
"Hey, don't say hello with the Sword of Truth!"
The second is to ask for a double monthly pass~
(End of this chapter)