Chapter 806 The Town in Hell (Ask for Recommendation Votes)
The old man with a withered face sighed with emotion: "I know his teacher."
"Old sir, are you a legendary magician of the ancient magic empire?" After all, they are all strong people who have mastered a variety of strange spells, some of them hide in the depths of the dark mountains, and some are hidden in xeno spaces and other areas such as the "Night Plateau" like the "Ice and Snow Queen", and the choices are not the same, so it is not too strange to meet a legendary magician in the ninth layer of hell.
His Excellency the Speaker's teacher fell in the "Battle of Antifleur" during the Dawn War, and he was obviously a strong man during the ancient magical empire period.
The old man was thin, like a mummy without a bandage, and said with a slight emotion: "Ancient magicians like us can no longer keep up with the times, look at Douglas, it took him how long it took to become the peak of legends, far surpassing me, what are you doing in hell?"
"I plan to explore the ancient ruins in the depths of Hell, and by the way, go to the Silent Hell to find the special star core hidden by the former Duke of Frost." Lucian didn't hide it, since this legendary magician lived in seclusion in hell, he probably knew something, "By the way, old sir, I don't know what to call you?"
Lucian recalled the recorded ancient legendary sorcerer and tried to confirm the old man's identity.
"Hey, I'm an old guy waiting to die in hell now, what do you want a name and title for?" The old man touched the top of his head, and his white hair floated away, "Ancient ruins in the depths of hell? The star core hidden by the former Duke of Frost? Young man, you should be a legendary magician who was recently promoted to the Magic Council, right? I advise you not to take too many risks."
"I have been to the ancient ruins twice, and both times I almost got lost in it, becoming a shadow that wanders forever, and in order to explore there, the empire has clearly fallen more than six legends, and it is basically His Excellency Thanos who can safely enter and exit, Douglas and the others are at the peak of legends, not counting the possible moves of the 'Lord of Hell'."
"As for the star core hidden by the former Frost Duke, it was all a year or two ago, and I suspect it was taken away a long time ago, otherwise the Frost Duke would not have no clues now."
Lucian listened quietly to the old man's narration, and compared with the ancient hell information he had obtained from His Excellency the Speaker, Mr. Rhine, and others, he felt a little strange in his heart.
"Do you think I'm long-winded?" The old man smiled, "How could I talk nonsense with a young man like you before, if you want to die, just die, but after thirty years in hell and thirty years quietly with her, people have become soft and compassionate, otherwise Ma Man's special soul body would have become my experimental subject."
"Thirty years? She?" Lucian did not answer directly, but asked about the old man with great interest, so that it would be easier to ask for information if he got closer.
The old man's wrinkled face suddenly softened: "Since you have come to hell, why don't you go to my 'Soul Paradise' tavern and sit down, in the 'Silent Hell'."
"Okay." Lucian smiled and nodded, he had to go to the "Silent Hell" anyway.
The old man stopped talking, and Lucian also leisurely looked at the blazing flames around him and the magnificent and majestic steel buildings in the flames,
After waiting for a while, Ma Man ran back happily: "Grandpa, the 'Water Soul Wine' has been sent to the old place, and they can be sent to the 'Soul Paradise' today."
"Let's go, go home." The old man touched Ma Man's head lovingly.
Lucian followed them, along the River Styx, through the first layers of hell, all the way to the snowy plains.
On the plain, the cold wind was biting, and it seemed that it could directly tear the soul into pieces, but there was no sound, and the ice field was vast and snowflakes were flying, and there were no other souls or devils visible between walking, so an eternal and unchanging silence arose.
Lucian didn't have to look to know that in the ice under the snow, there were souls frozen, they froze inside, without consciousness, without consciousness, and slept forever in the cold and darkness.
The cold wind of tranquility, tranquility, and death swirled around Lucian and the old man, but it was bounced off by an inexplicable force, and even Ma Man was not frozen in the cold wind.
I don't know how long it took, a small town appeared in front of me, with ice crystals surrounding the city wall on the outside and rows of houses built on the inside - this is a specialty of the "Silent Hell", which can effectively resist the cold that freezes the soul and the cold wind that tears the soul apart.
In the main material world, because things are rare and precious, a normal quality Bloodstone is equivalent to fifty Golden Tales, and this can actually be used to build a town.
The residents of the town are wandering souls, men and women, old and young, with translucent bodies, they are similar to Ma Man, with normal IQ, but they lack that strange feeling of enthusiasm and sunshine.
"Old guy, you are back, I am waiting for the flame wine." A strong man with a goatee floated over and looked greedily at the storage bag in the hands of Ma Man and the old man.
In "Silent Hell", souls can also enjoy flame wine.
The old man laughed and said: "You drunkard, if you are frozen outside because you are drunk next time, I will not take responsibility."
Lucian glanced at the old man strangely, but he didn't mind at all that he was called an old guy by ordinary souls, this legendary magician didn't seem to pay attention to the strict hierarchy of the ancient magic empire at all.
While talking to the souls, the old man walked to the tavern in the center of the town with a storage bag, Ma Man took a few steps back, looking at Lucian curiously: "Sir, aren't you human? Why have I never seen a human like you, with a warm body and devilish muscles?"
"Human? What kind of human beings are human?" Lucian asked amusedly.
Ma Man's face was slightly transparent, his chin was raised, and he said proudly like a child: "I am a human being."
"Who told you?" Lucian could probably guess who it was.
Ma Man's eyes widened suspiciously: "Of course it's grandpa."
Speaking of grandpa, he suddenly became depressed and seemed to have found someone to talk to: "But grandpa never let me practice with the uncles, but just let me do useless meditation."
"Your grandfather is a very powerful person, and there will be no mistake in listening to him." Lucian smiled and patted him on the head.
"How could it be? Uncles and aunts all said that grandpa was just an ordinary old man, and he had no strength at all except for being able to make food and make fine wine." Ma Man seriously refuted Lucian's words.
Uh, a special soul has a legendary magician grandfather with a hidden identity, it's really like a bard story, Lucian thought funny, and didn't bother to explain to Ma Man, and followed the old man into the "Soul Paradise" tavern.
The layout of the tavern was different from the main material world, but in the bar stood a female soul with a blurred 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 nagged to report to the female soul, although he was just talking about the daily "purchase account", but his expression was soft and satisfied.
However, the female soul still remained in a dull state, mechanically wiping the wine glass.
The old man talked for a long time, and it took a long time to turn his head to look at Lucian sitting at the bar, and introduced: "This is my wife, do you want a bottle of flame wine?"
Lucian shook his head and asked curiously: "How did you find it?"
Normally, souls who enter hell cannot recognize their original identity.
"She died because of some mistake on my part, so I was able to prepare in advance and mark the soul in a special way." The old man opened a bottle of flame wine and took a sip of it directly, "However, no matter how deep my grasp of the soul is, I cannot gain insight into its essence and its transformation, so the final finding of her is only a little better than an ordinary soul, and it may completely dissipate in another hundred years."
Lucian nodded, from this description, he could probably guess which legendary magician this old man was, after all, there were not many who were so good at the soul realm and survived.
The old man continued: "After finding her, I will stay with her here, watch her quietly, make up for past mistakes, hey, time flies so fast, thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye."
"Those souls outside are the product of your experiments?" Lucian didn't believe that a legendary magician would give up easily.
"Yes." The old man nodded lightly and took another sip of wine, "I tried to awaken their memories, but in the end it just allowed them to regain their ability to think, compared to before, they are simply a different person, and with the passage of time, they will also completely dissipate or freeze in the ice, falling into eternal silence."
"It's a pity." Lucian was silent for a moment and said, "It's a pity that the council's research on souls is still a little short of making breakthroughs."
Lucian didn't actually mean the Magic Council, but himself.
The old man's gaze was cast on Lucian's face: "The soul is the most ethereal field, and there is a fundamental contradiction with the arcane that emphasizes empirical evidence and mathematics, even Vicente, a genius who has been rare in the necromancer field for a thousand years, has only made a little breakthrough, although I have not been out of hell for thirty years, and the news is blocked, but in magic research, thirty years is a very short time, I remember that in order to study a certain property of the soul, I stayed near the River Styx for one hundred and twenty-seven years."
Before Lucian could speak, a refreshing and soft male voice suddenly sounded at the door: "Hehe, although it's hard to believe, I can say with certainty that the development of arcane and magic in the past thirty years has surpassed the ancient magic empire for thirty thousand years."
Without turning his head, a figure appeared in Lucian's mental force field, he was wearing a white slimming suit, his skin was pale and sickly, his eyes were bright red, and he had a pair of small silver-white horns on his forehead, which were densely carved with patterns.
From his unconcealed aura, Lucian could clearly judge that he was the current "Frost Duke" and "Lord of Mystery" Memphistor!
Ask for a recommendation vote~ By the way, to correct a question, the unlucky first layer lord of hell was misremembered by me again, and his title was used on the third level lord, so in the future, he was called, and he was called 'Bronze Duke'. This kind of mistake seems to have occurred twice in this book, the last time he gave his name to the Lord of Hell, and this time it was his title. Could it be that I had a grudge against him in my previous life?
(End of this chapter)