Heidler City was dark and gloomy, emitting vague greyness, as monotonous and frozen as the World of Souls.
Before the gap at the entrance, Douglas, Fernando, Vicente, Klaus and Erica had all arrived and were waiting for Lucien.
"You brought the Shield of Truth with you?" Seeing Lucien who had arrived late, Klaus speculated with a smile. "Together with the Thorny Crown that you borrowed, you have five legendary items in total. That's unprecedented. Even I, a sorcerer who specializes in alchemy, cannot compare to you. Even Mr. President only has four."
"Mr. President's items are either top legendary or level-three legendary. How can I compare to him?" Lucien said "modestly".
Legendary items were rare partly because the main materials required were too precious to be collected in hundreds of years, and partly because the requirements on the refiners were very high. Other than the legendary sorcerers and saint cardinals, the vampire princes and primordial dragons could only refine them in weird ways with their racial talents, which had a high failure rate. The legendary Knight had to count on other people's help, too. Therefore, few similar items were passed on before the Magic Empire. From the last years of the Magic Empire to the present, the number of legendary items had been multiplied.
That was also why Hathaway, a legendary sorcerer who was adept at "Luxury Cracking" and "Element Decomposition", was both hated and feared. Their years of accumulation might be ruined if they were not careful.
Vicente, the Lord of the Undead, interrupted their conversation. "Now that everybody is here, it's time for us to go."
"Yes, it's time for us to go." Douglas smiled casually, without the slightest anxiety in his solemnity.
After receiving the intelligence about the World of Souls, the Congress of Magic had figured out how to see the gap. At this moment, covered by the special magic circles, the twisted gap was clearly visible, emitting the intense air of death and tedium of black, white and grey.
After passing through the gap and experiencing the feeling of passing through the thick curtain of shadows again, Lucien set foot in the World of Souls. Around him was the scene of Heidler City that was randomly reflected. Many high magic towers were placed in a mess, like a child's random drawing, except that vague greyness was everywhere.
In this entire world, there were no other colors other than each other.
"It's been almost ten years since I entered the World of Souls for the first time, obtained Sun's Corona, and learned that Mr. Maskelyne was trapped. I've finally begun to explore the World of Souls for real." Lucien had a lot of mixed feelings. At that time, he had just become an official sorcerer.
Because teleportation was somewhat suppressed in the World of Souls, Douglas and Fernando led Lucien and the rest of them through seven forward bases and reached the most forward base near the depths, where they met Bergner, the Prophet, who was on duty there.
He was still wearing his grey peaked cap, and his white eyebrows seemed to have grown a little longer.
"According to my astrology, the mysterious existence of the World of Souls shows no sign of waking up. However, there are other dangers in the Temple of Spirits. You must not be careless. If you run into great danger, remember, do not retreat in a hurry. Only by moving forward can you see hope." Bergner talked about the prophecy that he had prepared for two months.
Fernando asked doubtfully, "Forward? Also, we will return after the preliminary exploration in the Furnace of Souls. The legendary spectres at the periphery shouldn't pose any real danger to us. "
According to Adol's memories and the files left by Viken, there were only four level-three legendary spectres in this area: the Lich King, the Servant of Death, the Primordial Mummy, and the Specter Lord. Douglas alone could suppress at least three of them. The rest of the spectres were only level-two and level-one legendary, and there were no more than six of them. Without the interference of level-three legendary spectres, Fernando could've put them to sleep on his own. It was needless to say that there was also the Lord of the Undead and Lucien, who were quite good at suppressing spectres. Even if they were completely surrounded by the forty or so unintelligent legendary spectres, it wouldn't be a big problem.
"Adol is only a senior-rank spectres. His understanding of the periphery of the Temple of Spirits is still very shallow. He is only familiar with the places that he frequents. All the rooms, palaces, and corridors in the Temple of Spirits can change at any time. It's like a living maze. There may be dangerous rooms or pathways that he doesn't know." Vicente refuted Fernando cautiously.
It was not until he revealed Adol's memories and Viken's files that Lucien finally understood why Maskelyne left the pattern of coordinate changes. It was because the buildings in the Temple of Spirits were constantly changing. Perhaps this place was a garden of spectres yesterday and a black tombstone today. Even a senior-rank spectres such as Adol only knew some of the patterns at the periphery. Every time they went to the Furnace of Souls, it would be led by a legendary spectres.
Bergner said solemnly, "I don't know where the danger comes from. Perhaps you won't run into it, either. But all in all, you must be careful."
Douglas nodded his head and said to Lucien, Erica, and the rest of them, "The exploration will be divided into two parts. The first part will be to reach the Furnace of Souls without raising too much noise, just like what Maskelyne did the first time. We will do preliminary studies on it and look for signs and reasons of the Church's cooperation with the World of Souls. The second part will be to return to the periphery and clean up the unintelligent legendary spectres."
The plan had been discussed before. He was making the final confirmation. The reason why he did not clear them first was that he was worried that the intelligent legendary spectres would be intimidated and open the possible defense of the Temple of Spirits or be disturbed by other forces. If so, the purpose of the exploration couldn't be achieved.
After confirming the plan, the six legendary sorcerers left the base and flew into the depths of the city stealthily.
About an hour later, enormous blackness was suddenly reflected in Lucien's pupils. It was a cluster of splendid palaces that were countless times larger than Allyn. They were almost half the size of the Kingdom of Holm. Their height was immeasurable, too, because it was impossible to see the end of the palaces in the gray sky.
Even though a battle of legends would destroy a normal city, it was nothing more than the collapse of a temple or a garden for this cluster of palaces.
"The deeper we go, the more solid the palaces will be. Perhaps the rooms in the deepest part are all made of 'Wall of Sighs'." The Lord of the Undead was unusually talkative. He was full of desire to explore the Furnace of Souls.
'Wall of Sighs' was one of the strongest defense spells of the school of necromancy. It could not be broken by any attack except the real sunlight. He was only using it as a metaphor.
Lucien was not worried about the spell at all, because 'Eternal Blaze' happened to be its nemesis.
The desert outside of the Temple of Spirits was full of moving bodies. There were humans, elves, dragons, beholders, Kuo-toans, and sphinxes. Their skin was rotten, and their muscles and veins were exposed. Weird maggots were crawling in and out of them nonstop.
Those bodies were wriggling slowly and aimlessly. Because of the lack of sound and color, it was like a black-and-white silent movie.
"They are all very, very good corpses." As they descended, Vicente, the Lord of the Undead, observed them in delight, like a child who saw his favorite toys.
Erica cast a spell in a low voice and performed a group illusion. As a result, Lucien and the rest of them were all spectres in the eyes of the undead creatures.
After they approached the Temple of Spirits, the six of them landed on the ground and walked among the undead creatures. The stink of decay was overwhelming.
After they reached this area, the wandering undead creatures began to have senior-rank leaders. Some of them were intelligent, and some of them only acted on their instincts.
Suddenly, a three-headed dog that was spurting white flames looked at them, as if it had smelled the disgusting scent of life.
It opened its mouth and was about to roar soundlessly.
At this moment, Vicente glared at it, and the dark red flames in his eyes bounced. Then, the dog suddenly crouched on the ground with its three heads touching the ground. Its tail that was made of white bones was raised high in fear and fawning.
Around it, the other undead creatures stopped moving too. They made all kinds of weird gestures, as if they were welcoming their master's return.
"As expected of the Lord of the Undead." Lucien truly understood the meaning of the legendary class.
Under the cover of invisible deterrence and illusions, Douglas, Fernando, Lucien and the rest of them soon saw the boundless wall that was emitting black, cold brilliance.
"Six thousand meters to the left from the entrance." Douglas calculated according to Adol's memories. The palace seemed to be highly immune to detection spells.
Therefore, the six of them changed their direction and moved along the city wall. At this moment, a large group of mummies appeared before them. Some of them were human beings, and some were sphinxes. Their gray clothes were stained with stinky stains.
The two parties gradually approached. Under the effect of illusions, the mummies did not notice anything and wandered in ignorance.
When they were about to pass by, one of the sphinxes in the group of mummies suddenly paused. Evil, cold brilliance flashed in its eyes, and its body expanded abruptly. It was as tall as three of its compatriots, and a golden crown that was embedded with sunstones and moonstones appeared on its head. Its vibe quickly turned horrifying.
"A primordial mummy?"
There were a lot of primordial mummies, but only one of them was intelligent. This sphinx was obviously not, because its eyes soon became bloodthirsty and brutal with weird redness. However, even so, it was still a legendary creature!
The mummy opened its mouth and was about to send out alarms.
Suddenly, a low voice echoed.
"Advanced Time Stop."
Lucien's eyes turned gray, as if the whole world had been frozen. When everything returned to normal, he saw that quite a few streaks of light were bouncing on the primordial mummy, before it was destroyed by a brilliant shooting star.
Hualala. The sphinx mummy was turned into countless pieces. Black beetles crawled out of the rotten body.
"Is this the strength of a top legendary? A legendary undead creature has been destroyed in the blink of an eye, even though it was only level-one. "Lucien remarked and felt that the mummy looked familiar." Huh? Does it look familiar? "
"Let's move forward," said Douglas calmly.
Lucien was about to move forward, when he suddenly remembered a few pictures. So, he said through the telepathic bond, "Mr. President, wait a moment."
"Is there a problem?" asked Fernando.
Lucien pointed at the broken body on the ground. "I seem to have seen it somewhere before. I want to observe it for a while longer."
The Legendary Mages would not let go of any clues, so they waited for Lucien.
After a while, just as Lucien was about to recall, the black beetles burrowed back into the rotting corpses, and the corpses began to squirm and converge towards the center!
"Not dead yet?" Erica knew the damage of Mr. President's "Fateful Shooting Star" very well. It was a legendary spell of the school of astrology that could kill even the phylactery!
What was so strange about this mummy?
Douglas slightly frowned, too, not knowing why 'Fateful Meteor' failed. If Lucien hadn't requested to stay for observation, he probably would've suffered a great loss in the World of Souls.
Lucien was taken aback for a moment. He then transformed into an Epic Knight, drew his silver-gray sword, and slashed at the rotting corpses that had regrouped.
"Ah!"
The miserable scream came into Lucien's soul through the sword, making Lucien see a weird illusion:
In a creepy mausoleum that was black, white, and gray, countless reddish-brown "spider threads" tied a gray coffin, on which there was a bloodstained, rust-colored light ball. After he slashed his sword, the spider threads were broken inch by inch, and the light ball was split into halves after a violent tremble, vanishing quickly. The cover of the coffin was knocked open, and a sphinx mummy sat up in pain, before it fell apart and rotted into pools of yellow pus.
Finks, the King of Sphinxes?
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