Throne of Magical Arcana

No matter how often Lucien was attacked by bad news, he was still a little uneasy at this moment: "Mr. Rhine, what has changed? What will happen?"

The real immortal secret is hidden in the Necromancer Realm, and any change in it cannot be underestimated, especially when Rhine is so solemn. Could it be that the undead world is going to invade the real world and create a "natural disaster of the undead"?

"I don't know exactly what the change is. You know, I'm trapped here and I can't get out. I can only sense through a special method that the terrifying aura that can overturn the world in the deepest part of the Necromancer world is weakly recovering. Maybe in a year or two. Afterwards, there will be a change, and it is most likely to develop in the worst direction." Rhine was well dressed, not like being trapped, but as if she was attending an elegant banquet, although her tone was solemn, her every move was methodical and not flustered.

Lucien frowned: "So, I should report the secrets of the Necromancer world to the Supreme Council."

Even if his teacher, Master of the Storm, Lucien is not more than 30% sure that after he hears the secret of immortality in the Necromancer World, he will not be greedy and not kill himself to silence him. After all, the time spent getting to know each other It's still too short. Therefore, if the matter is really serious enough to take risks, Lucien will choose to submit it to all the great arcanists and legendary magicians during the meeting of the Supreme Jury. Under their restraint, he will Much safer.

"It's not so serious yet. Didn't I tell you that I have arrangements before I search for the secrets of the undead world? Didn't I ask you to use these arrangements to help me out of trouble after being promoted to a higher level?"

It was rare for Rhine not to tease Lucien, and he was always very serious, "I know that you are still far away from being promoted to a higher level, so I can only ask you to try to find a way to get your strength closer to a higher level within half a year, and then try to spend half a year to activate these arrangements. At that time, I will give you another incantation, maybe it can suppress the restlessness in the depths of the undead world. If this method can neither get me out of trouble, nor solve the problem of the undead world's changes, then you will submit the secret to the magic Parliament."

Neither he nor Lucien were stupid and stubborn people. If they had no other choice, they would no longer cling to the secret and let the worst result happen.

"Him?" Lucien asked suspiciously.

Rhine nodded solemnly: "The ancestor of our blood race, the existence closest to God, is the truly immortal incarnation of Silver Moon."

He is very particular about his diction, not immortal.

"Etna?" Lucien has seen this name in many books of the Magic Council. It is rumored that she, like the Pope, is the closest existence to the illusory forbidden zone of gods.

But there are only legends about him, and there is no ranking on the purification sequence.

The corner of Rhine's mouth twitched: "You can also call him Etna. There is no gender in the original existence, it's just that your magic council has inherited the bad tradition of the magic empire, and you like to use women to describe gods, essence, reality, etc. The only problem The Pope has always been a man, otherwise..."

"If it's him, you can give it a try." Lucien also thought that if the method was unreliable, he would directly take the risk of submitting the secrets of the undead world.

But if you can really see Him, can you ask me to cut a piece of meat, drop a drop of blood, and pull out a hair for me to bring back for study?

Lucien, who had unknowingly evolved into an arcane research madman, thought about it divergently.

Seeing that Lucien agreed, Rhine straightened his half-length silver hair and showed Lucien's familiar handsome smile: "Unexpectedly, one day the two of us will be busy saving the world."

In fact, my teacher has been preventing me from destroying the world. Lucien slandered silently, "Mr. Rhine, where do I need to activate it?"

"First go to my ancient castle in the Dark Mountains, take away the transformation mask, the three things that activate the magic circle, and the reward you should get, and then go to the Kou Tao murloc altar in the 'polluted sea area' of the endless ocean, Gusta The Mausoleum of the Sphinx in the southern desert of the empire, a palace of the 'Sun King' Thanos underground in the capital of the Holy Hiertz Empire, Antiphole, remember, use spells and gestures to activate the magic circle arranged, and finally return to my In the old castle, on the brightest night of the silver moon, light up all the lights, and stand in the halo illuminated by the silver moon and read the spell." Rhine's projection began to shake, and it seemed that it was a little weak.

"Polluted Sea Area? Southern Desert? The Sun King?" Lucien is no stranger to these three terms. Needless to say, the Sun King, the Polluted Sea Area is the information he obtained when he smuggled to the Magic Council in exchange for an arcane point. I just heard from Florence two days ago in the Southern Desert that the origin of uranium mines is there, and that area is still under the rule of another ancient magic empire, Meshkat.

In ancient times, there were three magic empires side by side, Sylvanus, Meshket and Yasuo. Meshkat is more inclined to magic such as necromancy, illusion, and summoning, and occupies the southern deserts, oases, and dragon swamps in the south of the Gusta Empire. The Yasuo Empire is famous for its navigation and underwater buildings. The scope is today The Principality of Calais, the Kingdom of Briana, and the Pearl Islands in the endless ocean, and other vast areas are occupied by the most powerful Sylvanus Magic Empire.

Rhine laughed and said: "I don't have the ability to arrange such a strong magic circle, so I can only use powerful altars, mausoleums, and underground palaces to gather them at a certain space node. Don't worry, as long as your strength is close to high-level, you can Make good use of the transformation mask and the magic items in my castle. The danger is much smaller than notifying the Magic Council. The only problem is that half a year may not be enough, and your flying speed is much worse than that of a high-level. Well, originally you became a high-level Going further, it is basically an ordinary and dangerous task, and the result..."

"This is really..." Lucien had to say, "I think I'll be able to set off in a few days. In a sense, I'm a quasi-advanced."

The initial substantive cognition of the world is the most difficult point to advance to a higher level, followed by the possibility of failure in the coordination of magic rituals, the third is the analysis of the six-ring magic, and finally the spiritual power and soul reach the point of directly interfering with reality. Here, Lucien has completed the initial substantive cognition of the world, and is very close to analyzing the magic of the six rings.

Rhine has a certain understanding of magic. After hearing Lucien's words, he took a deep breath, looked around the dream, and laughed at himself: "Could it be that after I was trapped, there was a problem with my sense of time? Although you entered A After Linge, I can't project on you, but you have only been back in Allinge for a few months?"

Allinge is the city with the densest magic circle and is often opened. If Rhine wants to project, it is easy to alarm the grand arcanist and legendary magician who are on duty.

"It's hard to say clearly about this kind of thing." Lucien moved his fingers.

"You are getting less and less fun, and it will be even less fun when you quickly become a legend." Rhine sighed, "Then act as soon as possible."

The dream dissipated, and Lucien opened his eyes, recalling the conversation just now:

"Mr. Rhine probably concealed something. His knowledge of the Necromancer world may be deeper than I imagined."

Huh, sometimes it is not good to know too many secrets. If you want to wait for the high-level magician promotion ceremony three years later, you may not be able to face the failure. Fortunately, you have a lot of powerful magic items.

Lucien sat up abruptly, startling Alfres, flicking his tail, almost smashing the chair of "Pale Hand".

"I didn't do anything!" it emphasized loudly.

It's a pity that I can't take this little guy there, otherwise...Although it's mainly because of the secrecy, the scene that emerged in Lucien's mind was the scene of Alfres looting Rhine's treasure house.

"But the most troublesome question now is, the teacher doesn't agree with me going out during this time, what excuse can I use to leave?"

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In Heidler City, in the banquet hall of a magic tower, pale candles shone faintly.

Standing here, Lucien suddenly felt as if he was attending a funeral. Holding a white drink, he didn't know whether he should drink it, but Alfres had no restrictions, enjoying all kinds of strange food, including fried yellow ones. Meat like maggots, bread that looks like a skull, and a platter of "five internal organs"...

"Are these guys necromancers or performance artists?" Lucien shook his head helplessly, and then saw Felipe, who was wearing a long black trench coat, stepping in.

Felipe walked in front of Lucien, with a faint smile on his pale face: "I thought you didn't have the courage to come to Heidler. You are worried about this and that because your magic level is low."

"I also thought you would be ashamed to see me accept the Immortal Throne Award." Lucien replied to Felipe, "I am a review committee member of the parliament, what should I worry about when I go to the internal organization of the parliament?"

"Do you need me to provide first-hand information on cell memory research? Then you can still hope to be resurrected after being assassinated." Felipe pointed out.

Lucien shook his head: "I'm not at ease with the research results of middle and low-level arcanists."

The two satirized each other as they greeted each other. At this moment, an old man wearing a gorgeous Meshkaite-style robe came over. He was holding scarlet wine, his eyes sparkled with red light, and he said in a cold tone: "Evans , thank you for your miracle experiment."

After speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

"Who is this?" Lucien looked at Felipe in front of him.

A smile appeared on Felipe's sickly face: "Mr. Sosa, a sixth-level arcanist and seventh-level necromancer, a high-level executive in our organization, almost blew himself up to death, and the date of promotion to the eighth ring is expected to be very far away. "

Speaking of this matter, his mood became very good. He has never been a broad-minded person.

"The world is always full of helpless things." Lucien swung his wine glass.

The banquet was not very lively. Many necromancers didn't want to see an elemental mage win the Immortal Throne Award. Only other invited guests came to say hello to Lucien from time to time. After all, he was already a member of the Arcane Review Committee.

One of the two presidents of the Pale Hand, the Necromancer of the Nine Rings, the powerful Lich Shangra wore a heavy all-black magic robe and boarded the half-height platform, inviting Lucien to go up. Behind him was a mummy holding a crystal. There was a neatly folded light black magic robe on the tray, under the light, there was a faint brilliance flowing.

"Mr. Lucien Evans' miracle experiment revealed a possibility of the origin of life, which is the mystery that all necromancers have been seeking. We thank him for his contribution." Shang La said succinctly, "He has sufficient qualifications On the Immortal Throne."

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