Thick black smoke surged from the hall filled with coffins. It surged from every corner of the mausoleum and rolled towards the Saint's Gate at the top of the tower like countless monsters baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.
The tomb watchers all bowed toward the top of the tower. They were usually fierce and reckless, but now, they were as obedient as lambs. They stayed close to the ground and did not dare to say a word.
The black smoke swallowed them whole. Spots of sunlight were shining on their bodies, blocking the terrifying power of death.
Inside the mausoleum, the horrifying corpses hanging on the wall started to move and roar ferociously.
In the creepy hall, the lids of the black coffins were suddenly lifted, and hands that were covered in bandages extended out of the coffins.
The white bandages had turned into a disgusting yellowish-brown color after being corroded by the corpse oil and time. Suddenly, the mausoleum became extremely creepy.
"Lucien" and "Inke" raised their halberds and aimed at the black smoke. They parted the black smoke and let it go past them and into the Saint's Gate.
The black smoke came and went as quickly as it came. In less than ten seconds, the black smoke had completely disappeared. The ferocious roars were nothing but vague echoes.
Seeing that the Saint's Gate had returned to normal, Inke subconsciously said to "Aska" who was next to him, "It's finally over."
"I don't talk to scum scorpions," answered "Aska" coldly.
"You!" Inke turned around angrily. His ferocious eyes looked like he was going to eat "Aska" alive, even though he could eat anything alive.
"Aska" snorted and did not say anything.
Inke was furious, but he did not dare to fight in front of the high priest. He just kept his mouth shut and looked forward. He did not want to talk to "Aska" anymore.
The high priest noticed what was going on, but he did not think too much about it. He knew the source of the conflict very well. As long as the conflict did not break the law, he did not need to worry about it.
Thus, the high priest lowered his head and continued his "prayer", seeking an increase in power.
The fifth-circle illusion spell "Permanent Illusion" could create an illusion that had voice, body temperature, smell, and movement. It could also be preset so that the illusion would be able to react to simple situations. For example, the illusion would raise its halberd when it was attacked by the black smoke. For example, when Inke tried to talk to it, he would reply "I don't want to talk to those scum scorpions" and then snort coldly. For example, when the high priest walked over, he would lower his head and greet him.
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Behind the Saint's Gate, black gas surged, but it was silent and filled with an eerie silence.
The swirling gas converged and condensed into Lucien's figure. He had already returned to his original appearance with a black hood covering his face.
"It does feel like the World of Souls." Lucien looked around and found that there were specks of grey that permeated the black gas, making the place quiet as if it was frozen.
It was a round palace, surrounded by patterns of sunflowers. The ground was made of some unknown material, and there were golden rays that looked like the rays of the sun. The rays gradually rose up and extended to the half-high altar in the center.
In the center of the altar, there was a coffin carved with gold. On the coffin, there were many patterns of the Silver Moon inlaid on it.
Since the whole palace was filled with rolling black air, which carried strong waves of death, Lucien was no longer worried that he would be discovered if he cast a spell. Therefore, he added layer after layer of defense to himself.
However, since Sun's Corona had a lot to do with the World of Souls, Lucien did not dare to take it out, in case it would cause crazy changes and attract the attention of the priests, just like what happened when he dropped a drop of blood in the sea where sharks often swam.
After making sure that the magic circles in the palace were the same as Rhein's description, Lucien approached the altar in the black smoke.
The further he walked, the colder it became. The power of death was almost tangible. After the silence, the colors began to fade, like an oil painting that had been washed by water.
It took Lucien more than ten minutes to walk the short distance. It was very difficult for him to walk to the front of the altar from the black smoke and step on the stairs made of gold.
"If it weren't for Mr. Rhine's experience, it wouldn't have been so easy. Just analyzing the layout of this Death Palace would have taken many days." Lucien stood in front of the golden coffin and sighed in his heart.
Without wasting any time, Lucien took out the Sphinx statue from his magic pouch and gently put it on a dent on the lid of the coffin.
They fit perfectly, as if the statue was supposed to be there!
Taking a step back, Lucien began to cast a spell. Suddenly, blood flowed out of the Sphinx statue, which was creepy and horrible.
The blood flowed into the coffin, and the black smoke suddenly shrank as if it were alive. The Silver Moon inlaid on the coffin shone and then dimmed.
The magic ritual was completed so easily? Although Lucien had heard Rhein's description, he was still quite surprised that it was so easy. He wanted to study the magic ritual more carefully, but he did not want to waste any more time here. Who knew when the chosen priest would come to worship the great king?
Turning around, Lucien took two steps forward. Suddenly, he felt a horrible pressure coming from the outside, as if the world was about to be destroyed, and the eternal darkness was coming!
"What a powerful vampire! Prince Dracula? " Lucien had the blood lineage of moonlight, so he was very sensitive to vampires. However, the vampire did not try to hide the horrible power at all.
The black smoke curled up and whimpered like a puppy that was bullied.
Outside Finks' mausoleum, the sky was even darker than the night. The rising sun had disappeared into the horizon.
Lucien sensed that someone was looking at him from left to right, and finally, he felt that someone was staring at him.
The indescribable pressure and the unimaginable power made Lucien sweat a little bit.
The "gaze" paused on Lucien's Ice & Snow Medal and Holm Crown Ring for a short while, and then it moved on.
The darkness that covered the whole sky disappeared, and the orange sun appeared again.
"Is this the power of Prince Dracula, who is on the same level as President Douglas and Mr. Brook? Is he really that powerful? " At this moment, Lucien finally realized that the nice old man he met in the Lord of Storm's study and his own Atom Institution was actually so powerful!
Before the darkness completely disappeared, a creepy sound came from behind Lucien.
It was the sound of the coffin being pushed open!
"Who … disturbed … my … sleep?" A slow, hoarse, and emotionless voice came from the coffin.
Lucien immediately sensed that an extremely evil power was slowly waking up!
"I … have … slept … for … ten thousand … years … and … imprisoned … here … I … want … you … to … bear … my … wrath …" The voice gradually changed, with some emotional fluctuations.
The pressure of Prince Dracula had brought the sphinx back from the World of Souls, who had been dead for ten thousand years?
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