“？？？”
Lucien didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the result. He didn't get any useful information. Was it because his level was too low, and he didn't have enough knowledge in magic identification?
"Useless?" Natasha noticed the change in Lucien's expression.
Demigod-lich wouldn't show up for a day and a half, and they were alone, so Lucien didn't try to hide his feelings.
Lucien nodded, "I'll try to analyze it. You pay attention to the changes. If something goes wrong, cut off the spiritual connection between me and the ring."
"Be careful." Natasha didn't say much. She just reminded Lucien and then held her sword tightly and moved closer to Lucien.
Lucien spread out his spiritual power and carefully touched the simple black ring without any gemstones.
Suddenly, Lucien fell into an illusion. Under his feet was the dry and lifeless ground, surrounded by withered grass and gray rivers. Above his head was the dark sky, and in the sky, there was a milky white sun emitting a strong sense of vitality.
On the ground, there were protruding tombs everywhere. Black tombstones were stuck on them, and they were densely packed, like a small forest in the wilderness.
In Lucien's eyes, such a scene faded away from the surface. The tombstones, the tombstones, the rivers, and the clouds of filth were connected in a complicated way to form a magic model that was beyond any magic that Lucien had ever known. Just by looking at it, Lucien felt that his spiritual power was exhausted and his head was dizzy.
After getting rid of the illusion, Lucien began to analyze the model slowly. He didn't want to completely understand the structure, but he wanted to know the general function.
Using Identification, after half an hour, Lucien finally figured out where the control center of the ring was.
Withdrawing his spiritual power, Lucien said to Natasha tiredly, "I'll take a fifteen-minute break. Then I'll stimulate the control center and trigger the spiritual imprint inside. You take the chance and remove it with Pale Justice."
In the past three years, Lucien had been studying many cutting-edge problems in the field of mathematics with Levski and other arcanists from the Tower. The legendary magic models in the ring were not difficult for him to understand, and he could even use more ingenious methods to analyze them. However, the gap between their levels was too big, and his knowledge of necromancy was not rich enough. Even though he had the experience in mathematics, he could only rely on brute force to crack them. However, relatively speaking, it was much easier for him to crack them with brute force when he had a better understanding of the magic models.
"You can find a way to trigger the spiritual imprint? This is a legendary ring. " After Lucien failed to get any information about the ring with Identification, Natasha was no longer surprised. Sometimes, the better the better to be more useful, the more useful, the better should be useful.
Lucien's face was a bit pale, but he smiled and said, "Why not? I'm a man who has the potential to become a grand arcanist before the age of thirty. The model of the legendary spell can scare other senior-rank sorcerers, but it can't scare me. At least, I can figure out the general situation. "
Showing off his ability in front of the girl he loved was something that every man would do, no matter how old he was.
"When I first met you, I didn't know that you had such a brain. Hehe, in fact, every time I see sorcerers solving problems that make me dizzy, I admire you very much. Although I don't know what's going on, I always feel that you're very powerful." Natasha rubbed her chin and deliberately touched Lucien's head playfully. She said in a serious tone, "I heard that if you use your brain too much, you'll lose your hair. Don't become bald."
She had received a comprehensive education as a magic apprentice when she was young. Her mother had taught her the basics of mathematics, geometry, elements, electromagnetism, force fields, astrology, and other fields, except for meditation, casting spells, and casting spells. Her mother had taught her the basics of mathematics, geometry, elements, electromagnetism, force fields, astrology, and other fields in an attempt to make her a knowledgeable noble.
It was safe to say that Ms. Natasha was a good girl who had just graduated from high school, except for history, swordsmanship, music, heraldry, national knowledge, and court etiquette.
Lucien looked at her, amused, "You think a sorcerer can't solve the problem of hair?"
"Well, you're right. But many nobles are worried about going bald. Lucien, aren't you trying to benefit the public with middle-rank and low-rank spells? It's also a direction. "Natasha and Lucien were used to talking about random things, and the topic was always going astray.
When she first heard about Lucien's "ambition", as a great noble, Natasha quite appreciated it. Although it was impossible for her to consider the problem from the standpoint of the people, she knew that it could bring huge tax revenue, make the country more prosperous, and make the nobles who directly invested in it earn a lot of money.
Suddenly thinking of the strange thing called "Evans Hair Growth Potion", Lucien's face darkened. He shook his head firmly, "Okay, let's start."
Natasha did not know why Lucien's reaction was so strange, but she did not ask. She stopped smiling and held her long sword tightly.
Lucien took a deep breath and extended his spiritual power to the ring again. This time, he did not stop at the surface, but went deep into the ring, rushing toward the dense and frightening tombs.
Then, based on his preliminary understanding, he bypassed the peripheral defense and crashed into a common black tombstone.
The black tombstone suddenly became clear, and a crimson epitaph appeared on it:
"There is no better place to be imprisoned than here, because everybody will inevitably be imprisoned in this tiny coffin."
"Congus."
The bright red words twisted quickly, like the mouths of monsters. They tore apart Lucien's spiritual power, and more than half of it was gone. Behind the tombstone, a vague ghost floated out of the tomb, with green light flashing in its eyes.
"Hurry up!" Holding back the pain of his spiritual power that was about to collapse, Lucien reminded Natasha in the telepathic bond that this was the best opportunity!
Natasha had been ready for action for a long time. Ignoring the fact that nothing had happened to the ring yet, she followed Lucien's order and slashed the ring vertically.
The ring, which hadn't changed at all before, suddenly emitted a grayish-white smoke and let out a mournful cry. However, under the influence of Pale Justice, the smoke quickly disappeared. The black ring also seemed to have lost a layer of color, appearing very gray.
Lucien eased the pain and started to leave his spiritual imprint on the ring. However, he also reminded Natasha to stay focused, fearing that Congus might have other traps.
When the last part of the spiritual imprint was done, the ring suddenly turned into a swirl on the ocean and started to crazily absorb Lucien's spiritual power. In only a few seconds, Lucien's spiritual power was exhausted, and he had to draw out the spiritual power stored in the Holm Crown Ring, 'Origin'.
However, Lucien also seized the pause and turned the black hole in his cognitive world to the front, fighting the attraction with the attraction force!
The black hole twisted the illusionary time and space around, and the loss of his spiritual power was immediately slowed down. After a crack, Lucien seemed to have heard the sound of the spiritual connection breaking, and the crazy attraction from the ring quickly disappeared.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Lucien's face was pale, Natasha asked concernedly.
Lucien sighed and said, "I've left my spiritual imprint, but the ring is not something that I can use right now."
After that, Lucien shared the information of the ring with Natasha through the telepathic bond.
"Congus Ring, level-one legendary item. Only those close to the ninth circle can wear it, or their spiritual power will be sucked dry and they will become idiots."
"The wearer of the ring will be immune to all the spells from the first circle to the eighth circle, including Confinement, Shadow Killer, Energy Drain, Death's Command, and Banshee's Howl. The wearer will have excellent resistance to necromancy and illusion spells, including legendary spells. Even the spells cast by a top legend will be greatly weakened."
"The wearer of the ring will have his body constitution, vitality recovery speed, and physical defense improved by two levels. After the improvement, he will be close to the level of a gold Knight. In the meantime, his magic resistance will be improved by one level. The wearer will be immune to any poisons and diseases below legendary, as well as some curses based on necromancy."
"Also, the wearer will be automatically granted the effects of 'Advanced Stealth' (fourth circle) and 'Advanced Acceleration' (sixth circle), unless they are canceled by themselves. The wearer will be able to cast 'Confinement' (ninth circle) four times, 'Scourge' (ninth circle) three times, and 'Time Stop' (ninth circle) twice a day. "
"In the meantime, the plain-looking ring that contains terrifying magic power can also grant the wearer unbelievable legendary spells. The wearer can cast Soul Confinement twice a day, Demigod-lich's Howl twice a day, and Undead Rampart once a day."
"This is a 'divine weapon' made by a powerful Demigod-lich!"
"Death and confinement are both daunting."
"Congus."
Natasha was silent for a moment before she complimented, "What a terrifyingly powerful ring. If Congus had chosen to cast 'Time Stop' instantly, we would've been in trouble."
"He wouldn't have." Lucien shook his head and raised his left hand. "I have two demigods on me. Although neither of them can 'contribute', they are certainly immune to many magic effects. 'Time Stop', a ninth-circle spell, should be one of them, unless it is a legendary spell that is closer to the essence of time manipulation. I can imagine that, and so can Congus."
'Time Stop' only slowed down time in a small area but did not really stop time.
Natasha nodded her head and said with mixed feelings, "It's a pity that only those close to the ninth-circle archmages can use it. Otherwise, with proper arrangements, we would've had a great chance to survive the last day and a half."
"We can't use it, but other people can. As long as we capture an expert close to the ninth circle, control him, and use the ring on him, the problem will be solved," said Lucien solemnly.
Natasha's eyes suddenly glittered. "Yes! The false gods here are easier to deal with than the experts of the same level. What's your target? "
"Ell, the God of Redemption." Lucien had already chosen his target.
Then, he took out his crystal ball and divined Ell's location.
However, the crystal ball yielded no result, which had never happened before. Lucien's face immediately changed. "It seems that something is wrong with Ell. No wonder I felt that something was overlooked."
Natasha became solemn, too. "You can try Francis. Chances are that he's still with Ell."
Lucien nodded his head and dimmed the crystal ball again. Suddenly, he raised his head and said to Natasha, "Francis is around. He's probably in Death Valley!"
The specific location could not be found with astrology, but it did not stop Lucien from making a preliminary judgment.
"Although I don't know what's wrong with them, maybe we can make use of it." Natasha suggested calmly. Then, she looked at the 'Congus Ring' and said regretfully, "If we can use it, whatever plan we adopt will be much more confident."
Lucien's face became so solemn that Natasha was stunned for a moment. She was about to ask, when Lucien smiled. "There are two ways to approach the ninth circle."
"Huh?" Natasha raised her eyebrows and asked in confusion.
Lucien smiled. "First, your spiritual power has reached the level of the ninth circle, which is not a problem that can be solved in a short time. Second, your cognitive world has been completely substantialized."
"What do you mean?" Natasha seemed to understand something.
Lucien nodded affirmatively. "When I proposed the new alchemy, my cognitive world was already close to the eighth circle. To put it in professional terms, my arcana level has surpassed my magic level."
Although the level brought by arcana credits was sometimes too vague and out of touch with reality, to some extent, one's arcana level reflected the status of one's cognitive world.
"But it takes time to improve, doesn't it? You don't even have time to do research? "Natasha knew a thing or two about arcana.
Lucien picked up the ring and hinted Natasha to move first. When they arrived at the other side of the hill and found a secret cave, Lucien said in a low voice, "Although I don't have it now, it doesn't mean that I didn't have it in the past."
While talking, Lucien took out a lot of files. "These are the data collected by President Douglas and the questions about satellites. In the past three years, I've been trying to solve them."
"Is it the question that you didn't answer last time? You have an idea? No wonder our communication quality is so good! "Natasha suddenly remembered.
Lucien nodded seriously. "Yes."
In the past three years, Lucien had been studying Evans Geometry with Levski and other people. Tensor analysis and mathematical prerequisites developed from it, and he had also been trying to derive the special theory of relativity and the general theory of relativity.
Although the latter was too difficult to be solved, and Lucien had only made some preliminary progress, the former had basically taken shape!
After three years of planning, three years of accumulation, and three years of preparation, it was enough for Lucien to bear the ripe fruit!
Lucien opened his alchemy cabin and started to write his paper under Natasha's curious gaze.
On the Electrodynamics of Moving Bodies and the Mass-energy Equation.
Outside the cave, the sun had completely set.
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