Looking around, Lucien discovered that he was in a round hall surrounded by circles of seats. It was like an enlarged version of the Parliament of Nobles. The dome of the Parliament was half the size of a city. Pale light was flashing on the dome, illuminating the dark, cold bricks with weird colors.
"The left side is the channel to the outside. It should pass the palace where the Lich King and the five saints of the North Church were. The right side is the path to the depths. It won't be far away from the Furnace of Souls." After determining the environment parameters, Lucien basically figured out where he was and the directions of the two exits based on the change of coordinates.
As for the choice, Lucien did not hesitate at all. Of course, he would return. If he could run into Mr. President or his teacher, his safety would be guaranteed. If not, he could always leave the Temple of Spirits.
After "Saint Ivan", the first pontiff of the North Church, and the other four saints were "revived", the strength of the two parties had greatly changed. It was hundreds of times more dangerous than expected. Mr. President and his teacher, who were top legends, were unlikely to be killed, but Lucien, Klaus, and Erica would be killed if they were careless. If they were lucky, they would be sealed like Finks, the King of Sphinxes, waiting for the rescue of more powerful forces organized by the Congress. If they were unlucky, they would truly become figures in the history of magic.
"This must be the hidden danger that Bergner predicted …" Lucien thought to himself and cast a lot of magic defenses on himself. "If I'm caught in a life-and-death moment, I'd rather detonate myself and destroy the five legendary items than hesitate at all. After all, I still have my appendix at home!"
Under the protection of his elemental skin and mental barrier, Lucien pushed open the gate on the left. Miserable and terrifying howls immediately echoed next to his ears.
Those who could make noises in the World of Souls were undoubtedly legends!
"There are at least seven legendary spectres in the area up ahead! There are even more further away! "
Outside the palace was a densely packed Undead Calamity. Hordes of Ghouls, Wraiths, Mummies, Bone Dragons, and Dracoliches surged in like a tide, covering the sky, the corridors, the passageways, the lakes, and the gardens. Among them, there were seven powerful auras that rose, sending chills down one's spine.
In the palace far away, roars and roars echoed with them, as if they were having a "New Year's Concert".
Lucien's scalp went numb as he looked at this scene. Even though it was still quite a distance away from him, he was still quite shocked.
"I can use 'Advanced Time Stop' to pass through the area while they are frozen …" Lucien analyzed the solution. "However, the range of 'Advanced Time Stop' has just been increased to dozens of kilometers. It can only cover half of the area at best, unless I use it twice in a row. But at least ten legendary spectres are coming from afar and will run into me on the way …"
For the first time, Lucien hated the vastness of the Temple of Spirits so much. If only the legendary spectres were gathered together. Then, he would be able to pass through them safely with 'Advanced Time Stop' and reach the battlefield where Mr. President and his teacher were. It was a pity that they were so dispersed that they came in waves. His' Advanced Time Stop ', on the other hand, could only be used three times after the Moon Timer was upgraded to level two.
Lucien was not scared of those unintelligent legendary spectres one on one, two on one, or even five on one. However, if there were more than five of them, the change in quantity would lead to a change in quality, not to mention that there might be experts such as primordial mummies and Servants of Death among them.
"Should I go deeper? Should I disperse them by wandering and then break through? "Since the Temple of Spirits was so vast, Lucien believed that it would provide him with opportunities for 'guerrilla warfare'.
At this time, Bergner the Prophet's words came to Lucien's mind, "If you run into great danger, remember, don't rush to retreat. Only when you move forward can you see hope."
Combining his Host Star of Destiny and the premonition of Astrology, Lucien soon made up his mind. Looking at the surging spectres, he pushed his monocle with his left hand and reached out his right hand. His eyes were gloomy as he said in a low voice,
"Atomic Fission!"
At the same time, the Hand of Uncertainties in his soul was activated!
Rumble!
Boom! A huge fireball exploded in the middle of the spectres, and a huge blast wave spread out. A grey mushroom cloud surrounded by flames soared into the sky.
Hoooooo! The miserable screams of countless spectres came to an abrupt end. Lucien's sight was greatly reduced, like a field of wheat that had been harvested, or a swirl that suddenly appeared in the ocean. It was impossible to fill the gap in a short time.
The roars of the seven legendary undead creatures were reduced by two!
The earth was trembling, and the blast and radiation reached Lucien's face. However, he was far away from the center of the explosion in the first place, and he was flying at a high speed after casting 'Atomic Fission'. Also, he had many defensive spells on his body. Therefore, he was barely hurt.
"Atomic Fission and the Hand of Uncertainties are truly effective in clearing the field. It's a pity that the legendary spectres are too far away. I can only lock onto one or two of them at the center of the explosion." Lucien sighed as he flew toward the door on the right side of the hall. "If it weren't for the fact that it would consume too much spiritual power, I could really use a nuclear bomb to wipe out all the scourges."
If it were 'Eternal Blaze', Lucien believed that the effect would be many times better. After all, it was based on the principle of the sun, and what the spectres feared most was' sunlight '.
After exiting from the gate on the right, there was only a sealed pathway. Following the pathway, Lucien entered a quaint and magnificent black temple. It was like a temple whose dome was supported by thick black stone pillars.
Lucien had no time to appreciate it. He had to distract the spectres behind him. Therefore, he directly rushed into the only corridor.
The corridor was so long that there was no end to it. It was completely different from the palaces that Lucien had been through before. There was not a single spectres here. It was dead and cold, as if everything had been frozen.
In such a quiet and gloomy corridor, Lucien performed Advanced Flight and Advanced Acceleration at the same time. Sometimes, he was flying in midair, sometimes he was running on the ground, avoiding the insidious magic traps.
Giggle.
Suddenly, weird laughter came from nowhere and echoed in the spacious corridor. It was creepy and dizzying. Thankfully, Lucien had 'Mind Barrier' to block it.
Giggle. Giggle. Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.
Amidst the laughter, there was also clapping. It seemed that the person was laughing at Lucien for running away.
The projection of his Host Star of Destiny appeared in front of Lucien's eyes. The crystal ball in his left hand was extremely dark. Suddenly, a ray of starlight flashed and pointed at a black wall.
It was the ninth-circle spell, Maskelyne's Tracking!
Giggle. Giggle.
The laughter came from the black wall. It wriggled to the center of the corridor as if it was alive and blocked Lucien's way.
The blackness faded away, and the wall turned into a monster. It was a puddle of dark gray rotting flesh. It was formed by countless intertwined arms. Hundreds and thousands of arms stretched out from it, and in the palm of each hand was a strange yellowish-brown eyeball. The laughter came from these eyeballs, and the applause came from the numerous palms.
Hundred-eyed Ghost! The name of this legendary spectres flashed in Lucien's mind, and all kinds of power and power about them appeared in his mind. Being stared at by those eyeballs alone could make people desperate and paralyzed.
Its laughter and applause were its language, a unique and chaotic language that could directly affect people's mind and make them feel dizzy!
Also, the legendary undead creature was intelligent. It was full of mockery and mockery from the laughter and applause.
Hundreds of arms stretched out and tried to grab Lucien. Countless eyeballs started to shine, and rays of different colors were about to be shot out.
At this time, the roars from behind were getting closer and closer!
Lucien's eyes slightly narrowed. A complicated and delicate silver pocket watch appeared in his right hand. He pressed it lightly with his thumb. Crack.
The darkness faded away, and the greyish-white color solidified. The Hundred-Eyed Ghost froze where it was, and its arms were moving forward even slower than a snail.
Cracking (Advanced) was cast from Lucien's body. The black second hand in the silver pocket watch ticked a few times, and a few spells were cast instantly.
Then, Lucien's muscles bulged, and the double-breasted black suit that was transformed from the Robe of Grand Arcanists became tighter. His skin became fairer, and his black eyes were filled with the color of the moonlight.
He held a silver longsword firmly with both hands, and the sword flashed with a long trail of light.
The greyish-white color started to flow, and the darkness returned. The hundreds of arms of the Hundred-Eyed Ghost grabbed nothing, and the colorful rays shot out by its yellow-brown eyeballs only hit the ground. A large part of the ground was corroded and dissolved.
At the same time, its body was full of colorful lights, red, yellow, white, and purple. Then, a silver light burst out, and the Hundred-Eyed Ghost completely stopped there.
In an instant, the Hundred-Eyed Ghost fell to the ground and was split into two halves. The illusionary cracks continued to entangle it, and it became countless small pieces.
In just one second, Lucien had killed a level-one legendary spectres.
"Although I'm not as rich as Mr. President, I still have my ways of being rich," Lucien thought to himself. He walked back to the Hundred-Eyed Ghost and started to look for something.
As an intelligent legendary spectres, it would definitely make the strongest part of its body into something like an exclusive legendary item. This way, it would not be killed by the Sword of Truth.
In the greyish-white flesh, Lucien found a yellow-brown eyeball that was still intact. It was the size of a palm, and it was shining with a strange light.
"It's just a simple creation. I can return it to its original form without any damage …" Lucien put away the Evil Eye and continued to fly to the other end of the corridor.
After running for a long time, the grey gate at the end of the corridor finally appeared in front of Lucien.
Roar!
With a furious roar, an arm wrapped in dark yellow bandages pierced through the black wall and attacked Lucien from the side.
Lucien's right hand, which was holding the Moon Timer, slid his thumb quickly on the silver dial. Time immediately slowed down, and the arm slowed down a bit, giving Lucien a chance to perform a short-distance teleportation.
Bang. The black wall that was strong enough to block a legendary's attack collapsed, and a tall, yellow-brown figure wearing a golden crown rushed out.
Primordial Mummy?
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