The moment the Devil of Pain disappeared, the dim hall that still appeared heavy and oppressive under the illumination of the Glory Crown seemed to have been cleansed by water, restoring its gentleness and brightness.
"I won!" Looking at the mysterious sorcerer in front of her, Sophia clenched her fists and waved in the air, as if she no longer needed to worry about the terrifying demon of pain.
At the same time, she started to think about what she could offer the sorcerer.
However, Lucien did not relax at all. Holding Pale Justice in both of his hands, he stared at the nobles who were still alive in the hall. His spiritual power was focused on the Ice & Snow Medal, and the Silent Coffin was about to be activated.
Both Hatred and Greed had left a deep impression on Lucien, and the demon of pain should not be an exception. Maybe when Lucien was happy about the victory, some of the nobles would have a painful smile on their faces.
Generally speaking, the best way was to kill all the living creatures except himself, so that the demon of pain would not be able to occupy a new body. However, the seven demons were the most mysterious and creepy demons, and they were all related to negative emotions. If Lucien was immersed in the desire to kill for the sake of safety, the demon of pain or carnal desires would probably take over his body. In this way, it would be much more troublesome than dealing with the projections.
Lucien glanced at the nobles who were still alive, and the coldness in his eyes made them tremble. They wanted to back off, but they did not dare to move at all.
After looking around the hall, Lucien's eyes fell on Sophia's face.
Although Sophia's heart skipped a beat when she saw that pair of deep and indifferent eyes, she was already mentally prepared. She quickly maintained her basic calmness. A sweet and charming smile appeared on her face. She opened her pink lips and was about to express her willingness to submit and communicate. As long as the other party stated his conditions, no matter what they were, there was still a chance to turn the situation around.
In fact, Lucien was quite confident. After thinking for a while, she realized that she had no grudge against this mysterious sorcerer. She could give him all the treasures of Sun King, and he could destroy all the secrets of the Gorse family. Also, her plan to kill 'Beaulac' had failed before it even started, and she had not caused any real harm to Beaulac.
On the contrary, as long as he was alive, he could give him things that he couldn't get in the underground palace. For example, the secrets of the royal family, the precious ancient documents that he had collected in the past, the wealth that would make most counts jealous, and his own body and secret help in the future.
When the words were just about to come out of her mouth, she noticed that Lucien's eyes were slightly moving down. Out of reflex, she followed his gaze. There was a big wet mark on her skirt, and on the way back, there was a long trail of water that reflected the dim light. There was even a puddle of water on the place where she collapsed earlier.
Sophia's face turned red, and her sweet smile was even uglier than crying. She felt that her skin was so hot that it could even fry an egg.....
.....
"This is so embarrassing! This is so embarrassing! I want to die! "
"Why is he so ungentlemanly? Asshole! Asshole! "
Lucien did not have the time to pay attention to Sophia's feelings. He only found it amusing. Sophia, who had always been confident and elegant, lost her composure when she lost all her trump cards and was in desperation. If it were Natasha, she would definitely not be moved at all. She would fight back desperately and try to grasp the slim hope. She would die without regrets.
What a shame!
Speaking of which, Sophia was only twenty years old, and she was already a level five sorcerer. Bloodline was indeed something to be envied. If the bloodline was top-notch and the talent was outstanding, the speed of promotion would be much faster than that of most sorcerers. However, most sorcerers would be faster than most knights. After all, not everyone had such a top-notch bloodline, and not everyone had such terrifying talent. This was only a very small group of nobles. In order to obtain the stable inheritance of a top-notch bloodline, the ancient sorcerers had killed hundreds of thousands of humans, and this had continued for several generations.
Also, this was only the beginning. In the future, the sorcerers still had to rely on their own willpower. Unlike the arcanists who could explore the world and approach the truth, Lucien was already a sixth-circle sorcerer, only one year older than her. If Sophia wanted to become a senior-rank sorcerer, it would take her ten or twenty years, or even longer, without the help of some rare external forces.
A light green halo spread out. The nobles, who were much more relaxed after the death of the "demon", felt so tired that they could not help but lie down and fall asleep. Sophia was the only one who was not affected.
While his spiritual power was recovering, Lucien left some warning spells on the nobles. Once they woke up, he would be able to sense it immediately.
"Take me to Sun King's secret chamber." Lucien had no time to play hide-and-seek with the demon, Pain, who might still be alive, so he said to Sophia in a low voice.
"Well … Okay!" Sophia was a bit surprised at first, but then she stood up and said without hesitation, "Mr. sorcerer, I'll do whatever you want me to do, as long as …"
After the interruption, she suddenly did not know how to put her words together.
Lucien nodded slightly and said in Beaulac's voice, "As long as you do what I say and don't die, I'm not interested in killing you. After all, we have no grudge against each other, and now you won't compete with me for the 'treasure', and I won't stay in the empire in the future, right?"
"Yes, it's so easy to communicate with a wise sorcerer!" Sophia was overjoyed and praised from the bottom of her heart.
Lucien chuckled. As long as you can do what I say and survive, I'll do what I say. "
Relph, who was under Lucien's spell, walked into the secret chamber first, followed by Sophia and Claire. Lucien walked at the end of the group, carefully sensing the nobles behind him and Sophia, Claire, and Relph in front of him. Maybe they would suddenly become the demon, Pain.
After entering the secret chamber, Relph squatted down and pressed a gray brick into it. Then he took out a silver dagger and cut open his wrist, letting his blood drip onto the brick.
As more and more blood dripped down, Relph put his arm on the brick, and then some milky white light flowed into the brick from the surface of his body.
The stone brick gradually blossomed with a brilliant brilliance, sucking in the accumulated blood and silently condensing a door covered with strange patterns on the wall.
After losing half of his life force, Relph looked weak and weak. However, under the control of Lucien, he still managed to open the gate and walked into the secret chamber on the second floor.
Seeing that Relph was fine, Lucien checked the chamber again with Spying Eye and then stepped into the gate with Claire and Sophia.
Behind the gate, there was a spacious hall. There were many murals on the wall, and the floor was full of magic circles. Lines of magic circles gathered on the altar in the center of the hall.
This altar was different from the Sun Altar in the inner layer of the palace. It was made of two colors, dark black and crimson. It was also inlaid with devil horns with mysterious patterns. Above the altar, there was an inverted altar that was similar to the Sun Altar. It was filled with the scorching and holy aura of the sun. On this altar, there was a magic staff with a huge sun stone.
Lucien took a quick glance at the complicated magic circles and altars. Lucien believed that the magic circles and altars had the functions of confinement and extraction. Then, he carefully observed the murals while staying vigilant against Sophia and Relph.
The more he looked, the more surprised Lucien was. The first part of the murals was very similar to the one in Viken's Special Summoning Ritual. A man with a face full of hatred was using a strange ritual of drawing, throwing, and burning a puppet to summon a demon with an indeterminate shape. Only the two special horns could tell its identity.
The rest of the murals were even more shocking to Lucien. When the man with a face full of hatred was possessed by the demon's projection, he gained great power and killed all the people he hated. Suddenly, circles of magic circles appeared around him and trapped him completely. Then, a middle-aged man wearing a magic crown appeared in the murals. Making complicated gestures, the middle-aged man extracted the demon's projection from the man's body.
Then, the middle-aged man who looked like Thanos activated the altar and dissolved the demon's projection into his own body.
"So, he's capturing the projections of the seven demons and merging them into his own body. Thanos is really …"
Lucien was both surprised and impressed. Most sorcerers would choose to eliminate the seven demons as soon as possible, stay away from them, or make deals with them to get help. Only this crazy guy would try to capture them, study them, and merge them.
"Where are Thanos' experiment materials and magic notes?" asked Lucien. What he wanted the most was the Sun Staff on the altar.
Sophia pointed at the small door in the corner of the hall and put on a sweet smile, "Mr. Lucien, there are some incomplete notes left by Thanos in there. According to Uncle Ulrich, before the Saint Calendar, a legendary sorcerer came in here and took away most of the notes. "
A legendary sorcerer came in here? Was it Viken? Was that why he wrote Viken's Special Summoning Ritual? But what about the Pain Fable? This kind of widespread circulation did not match the content of the murals at all. There was no way to monitor who summoned the demons. Shouldn't the sorcerer choose the right people and focus on training them?
Lucien knew more than Sophia and Lucien thought. Lucien had a lot of questions in his mind. After asking Relph about the magic circle, Lucien said calmly, "Sophia, go and get the magic staff."
Sophia's face turned pale. She was scared that she would trigger some kind of curse, but she dared not to disobey Lucien's order. Otherwise, she would be killed immediately. Sophia tried to use her charm to tempt Lucien to let Relph or Claire take the magic staff. However, all she got was Lucien's cold stare. She had to curse the mysterious sorcerer in her mind and walked to the altar, trembling. She cast Mage's Hand and took the magic staff down.
Nothing happened. Sophia was relieved and gave the magic staff to Lucien.
Lucien cast Appraisal, but there was not much feedback. Instead, he was overjoyed, because it meant that the scepter was at least level nine, and it was not something that his Appraisal could crack right now. It had to be combined with magic analysis, and it would take him a few days to complete. He could not use it right away.
Putting the magic staff back, Lucien led Sophia, Relph and Claire into the small door in the corner. Inside the door, there were rows of empty bookshelves. There were only a few incomplete notes on the metal desk.
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