Hehehe. The ancient vampire pinched its throat and tried to speak but could not make a sound. Black blood kept spurting out of its mouth, and its delicate white skin quickly withered and carbonized as if it was burned. Its red eyes gradually lost their luster, and the remaining emotions were frozen. Then, it slowly fell to the ground.
"Why did he suck the blood of a master of transformation? Tsk." Klaus clicked his tongue, as if he were mourning for the intelligence of the primordial vampire.
Lucien chuckled. "As a matter of fact, it's not bad to suck the blood of a master of transformation. Sucking one equals sucking the blood of countless species. However, he shouldn't have sucked Erica's blood when she turned into a seraph. It seems that he has lost hope in life."
"Are they comedians?" Erica put away her handkerchief and glared at the two people who were making sarcastic remarks. Then, she said to Douglas, "Mr. President, when I observed the bookshelf just now, I suddenly sensed a space-time change. Then, I entered this chamber and encountered this primordial vampire. I was worried that I couldn't finish him off quickly and asked him to deliver the intelligence, but he seemed to be very thirsty for blood. So, I took the opportunity to change my blood."
It was "Partial Transformation".
"Space-Time change …" Douglas repeated. "We didn't detect it at first. It seems that the Temple of Spirits is indeed a partial projection of the mysterious existence of the World of Souls as Vicente speculated. The legendary spectres can borrow part of the power by controlling the magic circles, which is why they can fool our senses. Next, we need to be more cautious and treat a demigod with respect!"
Vicente nodded his head and moved his eyes to the body of the primordial vampire on the ground. "He seems to be one of the intelligent legendary spectres. How can he be so stupid? The real vampires have a passing IQ except for their arrogance. "
"Normally speaking, the primordial vampires were created by Alterna, the God of the Silver Moon. The other vampires were transformed through the Embrace. They are absolutely obedient to the Silver Moon. They shouldn't and can't serve the mysterious existence of the World of Souls, although they're sort of undead creatures too." Lucien looked at his left hand and talked about his understanding of vampires. When he met this ancient vampire, it didn't react at all.
Fernando stepped forward and examined the body with magic. "He was probably synthesized by the mysterious existence of the World of Souls in other ways …"
"What's the method?" Douglas walked to the side and checked with magic.
Thanatos and Klaus followed him. They squatted beside him and touched the part of skin that was still intact.
"The skin is delicate and elastic, and the blood is still flowing slowly. The death is full of vitality, but there is no power of the Silver Moon." Thanatos was like a perverted pervert as he commented while touching her. His voice was filled with fanaticism.
Klaus poked and pressed. "Perhaps his intelligence was damaged because of the postnatal synthesis. He doesn't even know that he shouldn't eat random things. Was his soul created or fused?"
"Fusion" was exactly the way to create alchemical lives. It was the combination of multiple similar soul pieces.
"That does make sense. For the vampires like Mr. Rhein, they must've completely controlled the enemy and prepared the forks, knives, and wine before they had dinner." Lucien also walked to the side.
"Hey, that's enough!" Rubbing the wound on her neck that was quickly healing, Erica said angrily, "This is not the time for arcana studies and discussions!"
Huh? The research maniacs finally realized that they had a lot of important things to do.
Seeing that they backed off, Erica said with a smile, "On the other hand, this is my trophy. I believe I don't need to tell you the importance of the body of an ancient vampire for a master of transformation, do I?"
Also, when she was more than half alive, she could perform corresponding magic rituals with the blood of the ancient vampires that she extracted.
The dark red flames in the Lord of the Undead's eyes flickered. It was true that Erica had killed the vampire on her own. Although she was only one level higher than the ancient vampire, she had killed him easily in a short time with the vampire's thirst for blood.
Why can't I touch such an idiotic ancient vampire?
"Let's move on." Watching Erica collect the body of the ancient vampire, the Lord of the Undead said in a high-pitched voice, as if he couldn't wait to run into similar idiots.
After leaving the secret chamber and returning to the library, Lucien and the rest of them performed all their vigilance and investigation spells in case what happened just now happened again.
Without triggering the barriers of the library, the six of them passed thousands of bookshelves and left the palace from the other side.
Behind the palace was a peaceful lake that was connected to the steepled temple on the opposite side by a black iron bridge.
In the World of Souls, the lake was doubtlessly gray. It reflected the coldness around without the slightest ripple, making one intuitively uncomfortable.
"It's not the Lake of Ghosts. It has a weird smell." As one of the few masters of the school of necromancy, the Lord of the Undead noticed the difference.
Douglas and Fernando nodded too. "It's like demonized ghosts. It feels similar to Apsis in the Skeleton Land."
Apsis, the master of the Skeleton Land, the 123rd floor of the abyss, the Life Reaper, the Monarch of Death, and a level-three legendary Demon Lord who was once sealed by the Grand Cross.
While they were discussing, Lucien and the rest of them did not waste any time and stepped on the iron bridge.
At this moment, the lake water suddenly surged, and pairs of crimson eyes stared at the bridge. Whoever looked back at them would lose their vitality and turn into undead creatures.
On the iron bridge, gray hands suddenly extended out and scratched Lucien and the others who were flying in midair. The joints of those hands were thick, and their skin was lackluster. They were cold, rigid, and disgusting.
However, before they approached Lucien's feet, they had already mutated in the vague green light. Countless fingers grew out of them, like the tentacles of sea monsters.
Those hands were stuck together as a result, blocking the crimson eyes down below.
Lucien was rather surprised by the result. He had planned to destroy the curse in them with 'Professor's Concern', but he did not expect such an extraordinary mutation. It must be noted that, under normal circumstances, there would only be slight mutations after being irradiated by 'Professor's Concern' for a long time, provided that they were not dead yet.
Eager to study, Lucien blew apart the mutated gray hands with 'Douglas's Flying Palm' and picked up a dozen that were not mutated yet, before he covered them and threw them into his storage bag.
A layer of darkness vaguely appeared next to Douglas' feet, twisting both the gray hands and the crimson eyes. Fernando's hands, on the other hand, were torn apart by the black storm. Klaus' feet turned into the feet of a magic puppet at some point, and he did not react at all even though the gray hands scratched him. Erica, on the other hand, was paler than ever, and she had turned into a legendary specter at some point. She looked at the crimson eyes down below with a smile. Come on. I'm already an undead creature anyway. Am I scared of being turned into an undead creature?
Vicente, the Lord of the Undead, snorted coldly. The dark red flames flickered quickly, and a faint sense of intimidation spread out, making all the gray palms fall down on their own, and making the crimson eyes freeze.
"This should be a trap for the living. The undead creatures can pass without being affected, but the non-undead creatures will be discovered regardless of their strength," the Lord of the Undead said in a low voice. Vicente, the Lord of the Undead, said in a low voice. The traps in the Temple of Spirits were an eye-opener for him. He had never seen anything like this before.
In the meantime, Erica cast a transformation spell and turned Lucien and the rest of them into corresponding undead creatures. Then, they quickly passed the bridge and reached the gate of the temple.
The change lasted only a short time. The 'lake of evil spirits' was back to normal after rolling for a while. It did not raise any attention.
… …
In the steepled temple, weird symbols were painted on the black gate. They seemed to be representing the sun or a pale eye.
Douglas used the Secret Fiend Eye and let his left eye fly out. It merged into the grayish-white air and took his place to investigate.
He was getting closer and closer to the Furnace of Souls, and it was easier and easier for him to be discovered!
The left eye snuck into the temple through the gap on the ground. Lucien and the rest of them observed everything in the temple through the picture in the crystal ball. In the meantime, they were on alert.
The temple was dark at first, but as the 'Secret Devil Eye' moved forward, light gradually appeared. The light was pale and did not have the slightest warmth.
Then, the vision was completely illuminated, and the center of the temple was unfolded in front of Lucien and the rest of them. A white skeleton in a magic robe was performing a certain magic ritual. On the left side was a silver cup that was filled with dark red blood. On the right side was a puppet with a weird smile that was covered in countless reddish-brown spider threads. There seemed to be nothing in front of them.
"The Lich King." Lucien recognized the specter whose head was surrounded by unique gems!
He was a level-three legendary specter and the dominator of the periphery of the Temple of Spirits.
Hardly had the voice in the telepathic bond concluded when the Lich King suddenly raised his head and looked at the Secret Devil's Eye with two needle-like redness.
"Not good!"
"We've been discovered!"
Similar thoughts occurred to Lucien and the rest of them. Douglas simply cast a spell.
"Advanced Time Stop!"
Crack. The silver cup fell to the ground, and the blood evaporated. The reddish-brown spider threads on the puppet were all broken, and countless cracks appeared on the puppet itself. A flickering ball of light appeared before the Lich King and shattered into countless pieces.
However, they also stirred the time and space and offset the Advanced Time Stop!
Fernando, Vicente, Lucien, and Klaus, on the other hand, had already surrounded him from different directions.
All the gems on the Lich King's head glittered, and he became transparent and disappeared. However, there was no wave of space-time jump!
"What's going on?" Erica was somewhat confused. How could he have escaped right under their noses so easily?
Douglas looked around. "He hasn't escaped yet. He's still hiding somewhere in the temple."
"Yes." Lucien nodded in agreement.
The two of them were the authorities in space-time.
Therefore, the few sorcerers blocked the two exits and began to search carefully while sensing any waves of communication.
Very soon, Lucien discovered a secret door, on which a symbol that looked like a sharp sword was dangling vertically.
After the examination, Douglas opened the secret door, revealing a rather large secret chamber that seemed much brighter than the outside.
The secret chamber was very empty. There were only five black coffins, two lying on the left and two on the right, which looked no different from normal coffins. At the front of the chamber, a deep black iron coffin was placed vertically, as if the owner inside wanted to stand forever.
None of the five coffins were long. The one at the front, in particular, was obviously no more than two meters tall. In the eyes of Lucien who was wearing "Sun's Corona", a sacred and untouchable ball of light was floating above or before them. Every ball of light was connected by three similar flickering threads. One of them extended from the void below, one extended to the void above, and the last one crawled into the coffin.
"Brilliance of godhood?" Lucien was not surprised to see it here.
"Is he hiding in the coffins?" Klaus asked in confusion.
Douglas, however, suddenly said solemnly, "Look at the floor, the wall, and the ceiling."
Lucien focused his gaze, and through the black dust, he saw many ancient crosses!
They were crosses in the style of the early phase of the War of Dawn!
According to the pattern among them, there were similar patterns on the five coffins too!
Dum! Dum!
Dum! Dum!
Lucien's heart suddenly raced.
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