Throne of Magical Arcana

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的 The tables, utensils and materials in the laboratory are the same as when Lucian last came in to collect the Wraith Dust. There is no stranger smell, only the wind blowing from the vents in the secret place has a scent of sulfur.

Balusian kept his spellcasting focused and waited calmly for half an hour, the time when the night watchman left nearby and the cultists resumed surveillance.

There was no news from above the laboratory. After confirming safety, Lucien opened the many primary alchemy arrays carved on the stone table one by one, and then took them out of the material box with the magic of "save organs". Regarding the grudge dust, three black corpse mushrooms, dark black water ghost brain tissue that is constantly moving, and some other auxiliary materials.

Although twenty-four hours of magical effects have passed, with the help of cryolite and other materials purchased by Lucian, the water ghost brain tissue has not shown signs of damage.

This is what Lucian did to prevent himself from being able to apply the "save organ" magic once a day because of delays.

Putting on gloves and picking up a sterling silver dagger, Lucian picked a black corpse mushroom into the weighing alchemy array:

"6.72 grams."

While writing down the weight of this black corpse mushroom and calculating the amount of other materials in the soul library, Lucian put it in a glass dish with a magic rune, and then put a dry glass beaker Take it over and weigh it.

Pour the Wraith Dust into this beaker, Lucian observes the changes in the weighing alchemy array, until the transparent shimmering dust is about 3 grams, and then stops.

After weighing ten grams of moonlight roses in the same way, Lucian wore a white gloved hand, picked up the silvery sterling silver dagger, and gently cut it into the dark black water ghost brain tissue.

It itself is like the water ghost brain tissue that keeps numerous insects twirling, and squirms violently, as if it feels a great danger. The cold and greasy nausea is transmitted to Lucian's brain through the fingertips of gloves, very clear .

In front of Baluchien's eyes, there were countless water ghosts and grievances with tooth-paw claws. Their rotten skin and muscles, blood-stained teeth, and the stench smell made people feel horrible and disgusting.

But Lucien cut it coldly without shaking, cutting the internal delicate tissue along the complex texture of the brain tissue.

The water ghosts and wraiths disappeared violently, and the peristalsis of the water ghost brain tissue returned to the original level, and continued to calm down.

分割 After dividing the weighted alchemy array and sterling silver dagger and determining the weight of the brain tissue, Lucien took a thick black casserole similar to the casserole, placed it on the flame alchemy array, and began to adjust the flame size.

The flame stabilized in golden white from dark red through dark red, orange red, and golden yellow.

Kushiro threw the black corpse mushroom into the vessel, added a small amount of water, and then stirred with a glass rod.

The black corpse mushroom, unlike other plants, will scorch and burst at high temperatures, but melts a little bit, and the rotten stench gradually diffuses, but it is trapped in the vessel by the alchemy array.

As the black, viscous liquid tumbled out of the bubbles, Lucian's hand added the Wraith Dust and Moonlight Rose Powder steadily.

As soon as possible, as soon as the three materials came into contact, a large amount of black and silver mixed smoke erupted.

The smoke kept expanding and contracting, as if there were countless souls fighting inside, and a series of misty screams passed into Lucian's ears, which made Lucian start to have a slight nausea and vomiting.

Balusian was unmoved, forbearing all kinds of discomfort, the mental force manipulated the flame changes, and the golden flame became pure white.

The black and silver smoke slowly began to fuse and condense, showing a pale color that looked like human skin that had died but had not decayed, making people chill and shiver.

As the seconds passed, the smoke condensed into strange pale drops of water. Lucien saw the opportunity and threw the water ghost brain tissue with a sterling silver dagger.

The pale water droplets inside the vessel seemed to have encountered magnets, all of which were incorporated into the dark black water ghost brain tissue. Within a second, the water ghost brain tissue disappeared strangely.

The temperature of the entire magic laboratory suddenly dropped and became overcast, and a pure white flame was ignited by a trace of overcast green, making people feel inexplicable.

In the empty laboratory, Balussian took three consecutive steps, his internal organs rolled, and he was extremely nauseous. He almost passed out.

"This is attacked by infrasound of a certain intensity. Is there such a change in refining 'Crying Soul'?" Lucien stood back stably, holding back dizziness and judging the situation.

Then a hard mantra came from Lucien's mouth. A transparent ring-shaped wall surrounds Lucien's side, and a ripple ripples on the wall!

"Silent Barriers"!

After blocking the subsequent attacks, Lucian recovered for a few seconds and continued to perform "brightness."

A bright light ball appeared in the empty laboratory, under the strong light, you can see the dense white faces in the vessel!

These faces are very transparent and vague. They can barely see the five senses, but they exude a strong sense of resentment and gloom. They are trying to break free from the alchemy and want to drill into Lucian's body.

He is not like a simple grieving spirit, but like a mixture of spirit and curse. If they get into the body, they may end miserably.

One by one, luminous magic similar to luminosity appeared with Lucian's secret mantra, and under their superimposed strong illumination, these vicious, fuzzy faces gradually disappeared.

When the laboratory returned to normal, Lucien saw that there was only a little black liquid left in the vessel, and a strong scorched smell.

"The" Crying Soul "recipe translated on the Witch's Magical Notes should be free of errors. There may be some restrictions that she thinks are not important and cannot be encountered, so there is no translation. This almost killed me." Lucian took it off Gloves, wiped the cold sweat, "I will have to find a chance to learn the words of the ancient magic empire."

"I did it according to the recipe and process recorded by the witch. The only difference is that the water ghost brain tissue I use is mutated, and it is likely that something is wrong here." Lucian thought and re-analyzed the formula and process. Judged.

The "Crying Soul" potion is an outstanding achievement of the necromantic magic of the ancient Sylvanas Empire. According to the witch's records, this recipe is only mastered by a small number of magicians. Her ancestors only got it by accidental exchange, so it It requires a very precise formula, and slight changes in the material may cause failure.

Luckily, Lucien's mutant water ghost brain tissue is just a little more soul power, which is not fundamentally different from normal water ghost brain tissue, so Lucien quickly thought of a method and decided to re-refine.

This time, Lucien used the darkest black corpse mushroom with the best quality. The subsequent process was exactly the same as the first one, and it went smoothly to the last step.

After looking at the "silence barriers" and traps that bind the spirits in advance, Baluchien calmly and calmly threw the cut water ghost brain tissue into the vessel, allowing it to absorb pale and strange water drops.

what! what! what!

A weeping, wailing sound came from the vessel, full of sternness and misery, but offset by the muffler barrier.

The dark black water ghost brain tissue faded quickly, becoming pale black and sticky.

This change is half recorded by the witch and half predicted by Lucian, so there is no panic, and a small amount of auxiliary materials is put into the flame in a near cold manner.

The pure white flame erupted at once, wrapping the entire vessel, and then extinguished violently.

The flame disappeared, and about thirty milliliters of liquid appeared in the vessel, which was light black and kept bubbling. Each bubble contained a vague, pale, and vicious face. They kept screaming and wept, Can't help but be soft-hearted.

"No wonder it's called 'Crying Soul'."

Kushiro performed "Mage's Hand" and filled this terrifying and weird light black potion into a glass test tube.

After careful observation, it was certain that this light black bubble potion was consistent with the "crying soul" described by the witch, and Lucien gritted his teeth, raised his head, and poured the potion directly into his mouth.

"There is no time and no material to test the properties of the potion! The witch should not harm herself!"

The tincture of potions is not as unpleasant as Lucien thinks, but it feels a bit grotesque and greasy. Lucien swallows them smoothly.

呃 "Uh, chicken?"

But soon, Lucian felt a tingling in his body like a sting from the soul, it seemed to tear his body into pieces.

Countless crying sounds echoed in the ear, Lucian could not tell whether it was true or hallucination.

极端 This extreme pain can't be resisted by the spell-focusing. Lucien can't help but squat down, then lie down, biting the prepared cloth tightly, rolling and rubbing on the ground, trying to reduce the pain.

However, Lucien's mind kept the last trace of unshakable soberness:

"After these months of exercise, my body was better than normal people ~ www.readwn.com ~ But the potential for two overdrafts has become the same as that of normal people. Although the possibility of stimulating blood power is high, but Not absolutely! "

In pain, Lucien just felt that all his blood was boiling, rushing in his body, flowing to every corner, and every blood vessel had swelled to the limit, and it seemed to burst at any time.

Baluchien's exposed skin, including the face, neck, and back of his hands, highlighted the blood vessels one after another, looking stern and terrifying.

A trace of blood mist evaporated from the blood vessels, wrapping Lucian completely like a blood-colored ball, and then infiltrating it in the opposite direction.

In the severe pain of half awake and half hallucination, Lucian gradually felt his blood is separating. The most powerful is a deep cold cold death force. It is suppressing other blood and starting to transform the body, but Lucy The "Fate Master Star Projection" in En's soul suddenly lighted up, connected with the host star, and the imaginary starry sky appeared strangely around him, so a kind of blood line that had been suppressed got powerful assistance, and it also grew rapidly and expelled the power of death.

The two powers fought fiercely with all the blood vessels inside Lucian's body as a battlefield, while still maintaining a sober Lucius, of course, hoped that the power of the stars would win, at least it was not so 'evil', and in his follow-up actions, darkness The power of nature can bring certain dangers and obstacles.

It is a pity that the death force that seems to be the joint force of countless souls is far superior to Lucien's own star power. When Lucien thought that he would rupture a blood vessel and die from internal bleeding, death took the upper hand and was about to suppress the star power. .

Crazy flowing blood seemed to be soothing.

After all, this is the bloodline inspired by the potion, not the power of Lucian itself.