Under the illumination of the fluorescent light, the shiny object was shining in light blue. Lucien walked over and carefully picked it out with his dagger. It was a silver-white ring.
The ring was decorated with simple patterns and had a metallic luster. On the front of the ring, there was a light-blue gem about the size of half a finger.
"Is this the ring the water ghost is wearing?" Lucien thought to himself. He bent down and picked up the ring. He touched the inner layer of the ring with his finger.
Lucien felt the cold metal. As expected, there was a circle of words engraved on the inner layer of the ring. After reading carefully, Lucien found that the words were written in the common language:
"People's hearts are often colder than ice and snow."
The ring looked ordinary, but when Lucien looked at it carefully, he could feel that there was a mysterious and profound color in the light blue glow.
Lucien tried to calm down his soul that was hurt by the counterattack of the spell. He slowly reached out his spiritual power that had just recovered.
The moment he touched the light blue gem on the ring, Lucien's soul, which was already slightly injured, suddenly trembled. He felt that there was a snowstorm inside the gem, and in the snowstorm, there was a spell structure that was far more complicated than an informal spell.
"It's really a magic ring. I don't know what level it belongs to. I feel that it's more complicated than Benjamin's Saint Truth Badge. Maybe that's why the water ghost mutated." Lucien sighed softly, with joy and relief.
While talking to himself, Lucien took back his spiritual power, which had almost run dry. In his current state, he could not analyze the magic structure of the ring, nor could he leave his mark on the core of the magic circle to drive it. He had to wait for his spiritual power to recover before he could analyze it.
If Lucien had become a real sorcerer and learned the first circle spell, Identify, he would be able to identify all level one magic items directly. If he had more knowledge, he would even be able to identify level two or level three magic items. In this way, he would not need to analyze the magic structure of the magic item, and he would be able to cast spells to learn the information about the magic item. Also, he would be able to engrave his own spiritual imprint on the magic item.
Most of the magical items were sealed with information left behind by the creator to help the user understand the purpose of the magical item and the reason for its creation.
Of course, as Lucien's level increased, so would his Appraisal skill.
According to the records of the witches, sorcerers were very lazy when it came to categorizing magic items. They simply divided magic items into apprentice magic items, magic items from level one to level nine, and legendary magic items.
Magic items were categorized according to which circle the effect was equivalent to, or which level of Knight's ability. Magic items of the same level were divided into four levels: low, medium, high, and perfect. For example, if a ring was sealed with the third circle spell "Lightning" once a day, it would be a level three low-rank magic item. If it was sealed with the third circle spell "Lightning" three times a day, it would be a level three middle-rank magic item. If it was sealed with some other auxiliary properties, such as reducing lightning damage by 5% to 10%, it would be a level three high-rank magic item.
If there was a permanent magic effect, it would be one level higher than its original level. For example, if a magic item was sealed with the effect of the eighth circle spell "Mind Barrier", it would be immune to all methods of detecting and affecting the mind, then it would be a level nine perfect-rank magic item.
The same was true for magic swords and armors, which were basically equal to the attack or defense power of a Knight of the same level.
Since Lucien had not yet figured out the structure and information of the ring, he did not dare to put it on rashly. He just put it in his pocket, because it would be troublesome if it was a magic item that would cause magic effects as soon as it was put on. Such magic effects were usually curses!
After putting away the first magic item in his life, Lucien raised his head happily. But when he saw the corridor full of dead bodies and blood, his face suddenly turned bitter. He still had to clean up the mess and clean up the scene. Of course, the most important thing was to take out the brain tissue of the mutant water ghost.
"I haven't learned the informal spell" Organ Preservation "yet, and I already got the brain tissue of a water ghost. Luckily, water ghosts are undead, and their brain tissue can be stored for three to five days. During this time, I should be able to learn the spell" Organ Preservation "."
Although the name of the spell was "Organ Preservation", it could actually keep most things fresh. Each spell could be cast for twenty-four hours, and it did not require any materials.
Using the dagger, Lucien cut open the water ghost's skull and saw the dark brain tissue inside, which was wriggling slowly, as if there were countless worms hiding inside.
Ignoring the creepy scene, Lucien took out the bag of ice crystals and carefully put the water ghost's brain tissue into it. The ice crystals could be used to cast Frost Ray, so there was no doubt that they could keep the water ghost's brain tissue fresh.
Then, Lucien, who knew that magic required a lot of money, was greedy. He looted all the money bags from the dead bodies, including the two disgusting bodies in the underground river. In total, he got thirty-three silver Nars and fifty-two copper Fells.
Among them, the old missionary contributed the most. He alone contributed twenty-five silver Nars and several copper Fells. Jackson, the leader of the gang, contributed four silver Nars and six copper Fells.
Looking at the shiny silver and copper coins filling up his money bag, Lucien could not help but smile.
However, when he was searching through the money bags, Lucien found that his vision was blurry, his ears were hard to hear, and his head was slightly dizzy and throbbing. When he walked, he felt like he was walking on a thick carpet. Only then did he realize that his soul was hurt by the backlash of forcibly interrupting the magic. Apart from the few kinds of magic potions that the witches had, all of them were apprentice-level potions, and none of them could heal soul injuries. It would take him a while to fully recover, and during that time, his spellcasting would be affected.
After collecting all the money, Lucien changed his dagger into a cleaner one. Then he started to do the heavy physical work. He threw the dead bodies into the underground river one by one and sent them out of the big hole under the barbed wire into the Belem River with a long pole, just like what Jackson and Skar did with the dead bodies.
As for Skar's heart, intestines, liver and other organs, Lucien tried his best to hold back his nausea and retching. He found a rag to wrap them up and sent them into the Belem River as well. The smell of their blood would soon attract piranhas.
In the end, Lucien actually got used to it. He even played with Skar's kidney, feeling like a black sorcerer.
Lucien wiped the blood on the path with a wet rag, and then he found a broken jar and filled it with some water to wash it.
After making sure that there were no obvious traces left, Lucien washed his hands, tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, and bandaged the burned part on his right hand. After that, he walked towards the tunnel at the corner. He could not stay in the sewer for too long.
"The water ghosts don't seem to be caused by a cult. Although they 'provided' the dead bodies, why did they do that?" Lucien was thinking about the brain tissue of the water ghost in his pocket. "By the way, do those red-eyed rats have anything to do with the cult? Or is it the same as the water ghost's?" Lucien wondered.
The witch had never figured out the origin of the red-eyed rats. Now that Lucien thought about it, he could not help but think that it was related to a cult.
"I'll get up early tomorrow morning. Before I go to the Music Association, I'll go out of the city and find John in Lord Wayne's manor. I'll tell him about the preaching." After a long time, Lucien carefully walked out of the sewer while he was thinking about what he should do tomorrow.
Then, Lucien took the sulfur powder in his hand and sprinkled it on his body and his surroundings. The strong smell of sulfur could cover his other scents, and it could also prevent the cultists from tracking him down.
Because of his identity as an apprentice and the fact that the Belem River was full of water ghosts, Lucien could not directly report to the Church, nor could he go to Lord Wayne's manor through the Belem River. He could only try his best to cover up his traces and pretend to be an innocent passerby in his house. While recovering his spiritual power, he waited for the dawn with high vigilance.
… …
In the sewer, the underground river flowed through the iron wire and sent part of the garbage to a bend in the Belem River. Every three days, several apprentice priests of the Church would come here with divine items to perform divine spells, such as burying the garbage and cleaning the river.
After Lucien left, the tunnel became quiet and dark. Only the fluorescence of the moss could be seen. Suddenly, a black shadow separated from one of the shadows without any sign.
He covered his mouth and chuckled with two opposite feelings of disgust and amusement. "Haha, the Master of Argent, the eternal silence. Don't think that nobody can recognize you just because you change your name. It seems that the Master of Argent has been bewitched by him. That's his specialty. Things were starting to get interesting this time. However, if he wants to project his projection here, it will cause too much noise. The Grand Cardinal of Aalto is no stranger to him, and he can't be any weaker than his projection. "
"Or maybe, the Ancient Magic Empire has other relics under the ground of Aalto that he can use?"
"But after the sabotage, when the Church starts to search the sewer carefully, his plan will not work out. Maybe he has other plans."
"I have to change my plan. I don't need to attract the enemy's attention. As long as I can finish the job, everything will be fine."
"Haha, the little guy is learning ancient magic, and he can mutate 'Wall of Sulfur Fire', an apprentice-level fire spell that was created more than three hundred years ago. It seems that he is very talented in magic. What an interesting little guy."
While chuckling, the black shadow twisted and split into countless tiny shadows and disappeared in the sewer.
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