Dean glanced at him but didn't say anything. He sat in the study room and looked through the information. He found that the black mage had a wide range of knowledge, especially in the field of biological research and the creation of poisons.
"Neurotoxin, bloodlust, Burgenmosis disease …" Dean looked through the drug experiments. Some of them were poisons developed by the black mage, and some were famous poisons developed by other people in the same field.
He read ten lines at a glance. His super memory allowed him to have a photographic memory. Suddenly, he turned to a book with the words "Witch Blood Technique". It was more like a diary than a book. The handwriting of the black mage was recording about the "Witch Blood Technique".
This was a kind of neurotoxin that could be inherited. Once infected, the offspring would inherit it. After being infected by the Witch Blood Technique, the personality would become bloodthirsty, violent, impulsive, and extremely emotional. Sometimes they would be irritable, and sometimes they would be depressed. According to the records, some of the people who were infected by the Witch Blood Technique became emotional and killed people in the street. They were arrested. Some of them were desperate and committed suicide.
Dean looked at the records of the cases. The names were shocking. When he turned to the last page, he saw the name of Barritt Bourne. Behind this name, there was a string of surname Bourne.
"Did you use the Witch Blood Technique on Barritt?" Dean's face slightly changed as he looked at the old man.
The black mage knew that the matter would be exposed when Dean turned to the Witch Blood Technique. He smiled bitterly: "I was forced to do it. You know, wizards like us need a lot of money to research things. When I went to Barritt's place, I wanted to use my ability to exchange for the corresponding remuneration. But he relied on his aristocratic status and often defaulted on my salary. In the end, I had no choice but to rely on myself."
Dean slightly sneered, but didn't expose him. From the fragmentary words of the transformed woman in the underground laboratory, he knew that the old man was lying. Although Barritt was an aristocratic earl, but the black mage was also a master. He was a big shot in the castle. Barritt was stupid enough to default the salary of such a master. From the beginning, he targeted the Bourne family with a purpose.
However, this had nothing to do with him.
He suddenly thought of the young master named Leo he had seen when he first arrived, and the young master who had sneaked into his husband's concubine's room at night, as well as the second young mistress who liked to play sick games. Obviously, these people had been affected by the Witch Blood Spell that the black magician had cast on their families. Their desires had broken free from the shackles and were uncontrollable. In the end, it would only bring about destruction, a destruction that would cause them to have no descendants!
"What a vicious poison." Dean whispered.
The Black Wizard smiled bitterly. "I'm just trying to protect myself …"
"I like it." Dean smiled and looked at him: "Why don't you put such a good thing in the giant wall? Do you need to worry about being arrested by the Temple?"
The Black Wizard was stunned. He suspected that he had heard wrongly. He said in a daze, "Isn't this too dangerous?"
"Are you afraid of danger?"
The black mage saw Dean's serious eyes, and suddenly his heart throbbed. He felt that Dean's idea was not to test him, but such an idea was too crazy, and he had never thought of it.
He suddenly felt that he was a bit stupid. Yes, why didn't he put this thing in the whole city?
There was a burst of excitement in his heart, but soon this excitement was quickly extinguished. He thought of a great existence.
"What's wrong?" Dean noticed the change in his face and slightly narrowed his eyes.
The Black Wizard shook his head. "If I put it in a large area, it will inevitably cause the Temple to search for me. If it's only the Temple, it's fine. But if the movement is too big, it will definitely attract the attention of the Wizard King. Once he takes action, my whereabouts will soon be exposed. In the past, there was a wizard who broke the rules and started a massacre in many small towns. Later, before the law enforcers of the Temple arrived, that person was arrested by the Wizard King and sentenced to death in the underground Shuraba."
"Wizard King?" Dean raised his eyebrows. "Is he more powerful than the eight lords? Even so, he can't resist your Witch Blood Spell, right? "
The Black Wizard smiled bitterly. "The most terrible thing about the Wizard King is not his strength, but his omniscient and omnipotent witchcraft. Although my Witch Blood Spell is magical, in his hands, it will definitely be broken."
"You have so much confidence in him?"
"It can't be helped. He has the Three Great Artifacts that all Sorcerers dream of. All Sorcerers will be defeated in front of these Three Great Artifacts. The Sorcerer King is invincible with these Three Great Artifacts in his hands!"
Dean was a little surprised. He said with interest, "What three artifacts? Tell me about them."
"These three artifacts are God's Eyes, Sun God's Mirror, and the Pearl of the Dead." The dark wizard's eyes flickered with emotion and envy, "The Eye of Gods can destroy all Magi and see through all illusions. It can see through the microscopic mirror and solve all problems from the root! Sun God's Mirror is even more powerful. It can emit magical rays, and according to legend, it can create light! "
"As for the Pearl of the Dead, it is said that the voice of the dead can be heard from it, and the soul can be easily taken away. It is the only one among the three artifacts that has a very strong fighting ability. Even the Wall Lord is afraid of the Pearl of the Dead. This is the reason why the Temple doesn't dare to exterminate us. Therefore, we can offend the Temple and the Wall Lord, but we absolutely can't offend the Wizard King. Otherwise, no one can protect you."
The Black Wizard was observing Dean's expression as he spoke. He was even more surprised to see that Dean was listening seriously. He just wanted to test him, but he didn't expect to find out that Dean was obviously not a wizard.
However, it was obvious that it wasn't the first time that Dean had used the 'microscopic mirror'. Was he from the Magic Research Institute? Did he betray the Magic Research Institute?
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was a possibility.
Dean didn't know that the black magician was immersed in the joy of catching his' weakness'. He was shocked by the three artifacts that the black magician had mentioned, especially the Orb of the Dead. If it was just to hear the voice of the dead, he wouldn't care. He would even disdain it. Any phonograph would be able to do that. However, to be able to capture the soul, it was not within the scope of a phonograph.
"It seems that these three things should be very high-end instruments from the old era. I don't know what the prototype is." Dean's eyes flashed. His heart was boiling with excitement. If he could get these three instruments, his experiment would be more smooth.
He thought of Crimson Moon and couldn't help but feel a trace of regret for her. If Crimson Moon knew about the giant wall and got these three artifacts, perhaps the experiment would have been successful.
At this time, the sky was bright. The sound of knights training came from the training field behind the castle. The servants of the castle came out to work one after another. They carried water, washed clothes, and dried quilts.
Dean put the Witch Blood Technique in his arms and said: "Let's go out for a walk."
"I'll have to ask Barete about this." The Black Wizard's eyelids twitched when he saw Dean put away the Witch Blood Technique. He knew that Dean had a handle on him.
"Did you ask him about the experiment?"
"Uh, okay."
"If I meet the guard, tell him that you are taking me out to do something." Dean opened the door and said.
The Black Wizard sighed bitterly and followed Dean.
When the two went downstairs, the Black Wizard was in front and Dean was behind.
Out of the Berne Castle, the position of the two was changed. Dean walked along the street with his hands behind his back and said: "The other master supported by the Berne family seems to be colluding with you, right?"
The Black Wizard was surprised. He didn't expect Dean to know this. He suddenly felt that he couldn't see through Dean. The other side obviously didn't sneak into the castle for two days and knew so many secrets. It was likely that the other side had been paying attention to him for a long time.
Thinking of this, the Black Wizard became more cautious.
"He and I are in a cooperative relationship …" The Black Wizard weighed his words.
Dean nodded slightly as he got the Black Wizard's acknowledgment.
Dudian went into a pub and ordered some good dishes to eat and drink.
The Black Wizard frowned as he accompanied Dean. He was thinking of ways to get out of this situation, but he couldn't think of any way.
After the meal, Dean bought a set of high-class clothes to set off the temperament of a young elite of the upper class. Then he bought a set of clothes to go to the black shop at night. He took the Black Wizard to hire a carriage and wandered around the city. He lifted the window and enjoyed the scenery along the way. From time to time, he would sigh. The Black Wizard was at a loss as he didn't know what Dean wanted to do.
Dean changed eight carriages. In just one day, he went around the entire Phoenix City.
"Two abyss masters and twenty-seven masters. This is the power of the Phoenix Lord …" The carriage passed by the Phoenix Lord's manor. Dean also saw the background of the Phoenix Lord. He sighed in his heart. The Phoenix Lord alone was enough to easily crush Silvia.
In the evening, the Black Wizard led Dean and the Black Wizard to the most lively black shop in the city.
This was the most lively place and naturally the place with the highest consumption.
The black shop was located in a bustling street. The shops on the street were jewelry, hotels, weapons shops, real estate rental places and so on. Most of the people who came here were celebrities. The black shop was located in the underground of the entire street. There were three entrances. One of them was the underground passage of the tallest hotel on the street. According to the Black Wizard, the reason why there were three entrances was not only for convenience but also for quick evacuation when the law enforcers of the Temple were searching.
However, this black shop was under the protection of the Phoenix Lord. The law enforcers of the Temple wouldn't come over. It was the safest black shop.
After coming out of the secret passage of the hotel, Dean saw a bright underground world. There were colorful lights hanging from the dome. Electricity was very popular here. All kinds of lighting bulbs were manufactured in a variety of styles.
There were a large number of shops on both sides of the long passage. The owners of the shops were wearing ghost masks. They were waving flagpoles with advertising slogans to attract customers. It was very lively.
Dean and the Black Wizard were also wearing masks. One had a leopard's head and the other had a wolf's head. They were mixed in the crowd.
The wizards in the crowd were also wearing different types of masks. Some were wearing veils and masks to hide their faces in the dark.
Dean's eyes swept along the shops on both sides of the street. He saw a lot of novel things. There were a lot of instruments used for experiments. He even saw a small flashlight and an electronic watch.
In addition to these things, the more eye-catching were some experimental materials. Some were limbs soaked in jars. Some were the hearts of some rare monsters. There was also a red test tube marked with the blood of an aristocrat.
Dean asked the Black Wizard in a low voice. He learned that the ancestor of this aristocrat was a king. He had an extremely outstanding fighting power. In the elder generation of this aristocrat, someone had awakened and gained extraordinary fighting power. Therefore, the blood of this aristocrat had good research value.
Dean saw a microscope in one of the largest shops. The price of the microscope was slightly higher than what the black mage had said. It was 98,000 black gold coins!
"The price has increased again. Fortunately, I bought it early." The Black Wizard also saw it. He couldn't help but sigh.
Dean walked around and saw the phonograph, camera, and other small items. The price was not cheap. The phonograph was 8000 black gold, and the camera was 20,000 black gold. Dean asked the black mage to buy a set of the highest grade one for each of them.
They walked in the passage while carrying the goods in their hands. The shop owners on both sides of the street were shouting at Dean and the Black Wizard even more enthusiastically.
After visiting the shops, Dean and the Black Wizard came to the black shop at the end of the street. According to the Black Wizard, this was the place responsible for the wizard's registration and handling all kinds of wizard's problems.
Dean went in and walked around. He knew that the Black Wizard's words were not false. He pulled a woman wearing a black robe and a rabbit mask and asked, "Have you heard of the three artifacts of the wizards? Tell me about them."
The woman wearing the rabbit mask was suddenly pulled by Dean. Her body was startled. She looked at Dean coldly and said, "Let go!"
Dean glanced at the Black Wizard and gestured to him.
The Black Wizard slightly smiled and coughed. He took out a black medal from his black robe. It was engraved with five stars.
The woman wearing the rabbit mask saw the medal. The coldness in her eyes suddenly turned into astonishment. She hurriedly said, "You, you are the Holy Shaman?"
The Black Wizard lightly coughed and said, "Tell him about the three artifacts." He knew that Dean wanted to confirm his words. Fortunately, he didn't lie, and he wasn't weak.
The woman wearing the rabbit mask was stunned. She quickly reacted and immediately explained to Dean. Her attitude was very respectful and detailed.
After listening, Dean slightly nodded. It was roughly the same as what the Black Wizard said. He asked, "Do you know where the Wizard King lives?"
The woman wearing the rabbit mask revealed a trace of strange color in her eyes. She shook her head and said, "I don't know."
"This is not something they can understand." The Black Wizard said.
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