Appointment "…an unimaginable ghost..."!

Compared with previous notes, these two lines of dark gray text are extremely heavy and very sloppy, as if they are panic and confused through the cracks of the characters.

"What monster can scare a legendary magician like this? And since there is time, why doesn't he leave? They should have mastered the coordinate change rules here......" Lucien's expression did not change at all, but he was analyzing all kinds of abnormalities in his heart.

It can make the magic notebook without anyone keeping it without any trace of decay, and can open a unique secret room in the gray hall as a laboratory. Lucien is sure that the writer is a legendary magician. Such a person will not be scared like this even when he meets a god. At most, he will be desperate and depressed, begging for mercy and surrender, and will not be confused and frightened, like a child frightened by a ghost.

What kind of ghost is this?

Lostly, Lucien felt that the mysterious person caused by this message made him familiar with him, but he could read through his memories but did not meet the experience of being able to match the number.

Rhine held the puppet's arm and seemed to be tasting jewelry: "The way this kind of stand-in puppet is made is unique. As far as I know, only McLeod understands it, it should be his relics.

He accentuated his tone on the “relics”.

"McLeod, the alchemy king of the ancient magic empire, the legendary magician of the third level?" Lucien repeated.

According to information from Wiken and Ador, McLeod is one of the eight or nine legendary magicians including Muskilling who explored the necromancers. It seems that they did "disappear" here in the end.

The reason why Lucien used general numbers not accurate numbers is because Viken did not record every member, and Ador only knew the more famous ones, and the rest could only be guessed by inference. The legendary magicians who "disappeared" in the ancient magic empire were obviously not all because of exploring the undead world.

"From the information I know, it's probably him." Rhine's slender fingers rubbed the light green puppet's arms full of strange patterns.

Lucien smiled and said, "You are an observer, and your judgment is more accurate than mine."

Rhine laughed, and asked his fingers to gently tap the puppet as if he was playing the piano: "This substitute puppet is a rare legendary item, and it seems not damaged. Instead, McLeod deliberately dismantled it and divided it into several parts. If they are found, they should be able to be recombined and complete."

"Deliberately disassemble it? Perhaps after recombining it, you can still get important information left by McLeod." Lucien said thoughtfully, this is a way to avoid prophecy in the astrology.

"I don't know how many doors or gray halls there are here, and we don't know the specific coordinates of McLeod's different parts of the puppet. It may not be found after spending thousands or tens of thousands of years." Rhine smiled and handed over the puppet. "It's useless for me to keep it. You can use it for reference and analysis."

Lucien was originally interested in the special method of refining the "stand-in-one puppet" in the magic notebook, and this was a broken and unusable thing, so he reached out to take it without hesitation.

The five fingers of his right hand were placed on the puppet, and he used a little force, but it didn't move at all. Rhine's right hand holding the puppet's arm was tightly pinched.

Lucien looked up at Rhine in confusion, didn't he say to himself?

Rhine looked at Lucien's blank expression, raised his lips and said humorously: "Do you want to take it without saying thank you?"

While speaking, Lucien saw his clear silver eyes becoming hazy, like the cold and dreamy silver moon in the middle of the night, making everyone's soul unable to help but fall into it.

Lucien suddenly felt tired and wanted to sleep quietly.

not good!

The talented and charming vampire!

Why did Mr. Rhine take action suddenly?

The sound of the illusory shattering of the soul barrier sounded in Lucien's soul, making him slightly awake, but those eyes were like the night sky shining with silver moon, making people unable to take their attention away.

A faint "short teleportation" lights up, and the "spell trigger" is automatically cast when the soul is attacked.

At this moment, Rhine gently flicked the right hand holding the puppet, and the faint black ripples spread along the puppet to Lucien's hand, offsetting the magic fluctuations, making Lucien unable to teleport and escape.

"Spell Sequence" and "Spell Sequencer" have successively produced effects, but they were all offset by Rhine's strange means. His bright red mouth opened and his two pointed teeth stretched out and bit towards Lucien like a graceful gentleman:

"It would be very rude not to say thank you."

Suddenly, Lucien's eyes suddenly became clear and the moonlight bloomed. Rhine's teeth suddenly bit on the illusory ripples, which made his expression solidify slightly. At the same time, he felt that the puppet lightened and Lucien's right hand had already let go.

Lucien felt a faint coolness coming from the left hand "Congus Ring" which had a strong ability to weaken illusion, and the effects of spell triggering and other effects have bought time for Lucien!

"You are not Mr. Rhine!" Lucien held the shield of truth in his left hand and drew out the silver-gray sword with his right hand.

Before this, even though Lucien was worried that Rhine would attack him for other reasons, he never suspected that he was fake. Whether it was Qi, Blood Origin Sensing, or Magic Checking Effect, he undoubtedly indicated that he was the Silver Eye Earl of the Observer, but just now, when Rhine used strange means to offset magic triggers, spell ordering and other magic, Lucien noticed a trace of abnormality.

"Rhine" suddenly withdrew his hand, jumped away at a very fast speed, flashing through the attack of Lucien's sword of truth, and laughed: "The memory is the same, the appearance is the same, the blood is the same, the body is the same. Why am I not Rhine? Are these not everything that a smart creature has meaning?"

"You are the unimaginable ghost, the devil." Lucien's Shield of Truth raised forward, blocking the sudden flash of "Rhine" attack. His five fingers were spread out, and his neatly trimmed nails were shining with a light that was colder than the metal sword, and he grabbed the shield hard.

With a creaking sound, Lucien slashed out with a sword in his waist, and the silver-gray sword light shook the walls of the secret room in a huge way.

"Rhine" seemed to have no response, but the sword light and body only had the phantom shattered. Then he flashed from the sky, jumped down like an eagle, his fingers sharp, and the bat wings behind him spread out, covering the dome.

"His speed is no worse than the projection of the Lord of Hell. Vampires are indeed a race known for their agility and speed, but their attack power seems to be insufficient. They only have the second-level legend, which is not enough to break the Shield of Truth." Lucien calmly analyzed the situation. After the speed of "Rhine" was unfolding, he was everywhere, making it impossible for Lucien's will field to distinguish between true and false. He could only use the Shield of Truth to resist, and could not use the Sword of Truth to counterattack.

Dangdang, silver-gray sword lights are constantly slashing on the haze walls, making a crisp and pleasant sound, creating deep cracks one after another.

Looking at these cracks, Lucien suddenly had an idea: "The secret room is not big enough, but it is very strong..."

"Hellball!" Lucien suddenly recited the spell, and a ball of light as bright as the sun flew out from the "Great Arcane Robe" and hit "Rhine". He was avoided by him without surprise, and then hit the wall.

Rumble!

The sound waves swept across the entire secret room like a substance. The green acid liquid made the air begin to corrode, and the silver-white lightning turned the room into a forest of lightning. The scorching flames burned everything, and the surroundings were like real hell.

Every corner of the secret room could not escape this range of damage, even Lucien himself was no exception, but behind the Shield of Truth, he seemed to be in another world.

In the "Hell" scene, illusory figures shattered, and the real body of "Rhine" emerged with a faint black aura.

"It's this opportunity!" Lucien locked in his true body, and the sword of truth that was ready to go was slashed out with force.

The silver-gray sword light took the shape of a crescent moon, cut open the flames, cut off the lightning, and slashed the body of "Rhine" who had no time to dodge. It cut the black air around him and cut his body open.

The illusory gap destroyed every piece of flesh and blood, but "Rhine" raised his mouth and showed a strange smile. Then he pressed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, as elegant and calm as a musician leaving the stage.

Silently, "Rhine"'s body completely collapsed and disappeared from the spot. The puppet's arm fell to the ground with a snap.

When the horror scenes produced by the "Hellball" gradually subsided, everything returned to peace, and "Rhine" never appeared again.

Lucien was not careless, and took the Shield of Truth and carefully picked up the puppet's arm. However, he did not find any information left by McLeod on it. At the same time, a deep doubt arose in his heart: "Although this ghost can truly transform into other people, so that even familiar people cannot tell it, and is easy to create strange assassinations, but his strength is only the second level of legend, and he is only stronger than me. Why can he scare McLeod? Why can he make legendary magicians such as Muskillin disappear?"

"However, it also has strange things. It did not completely die after being slashed by the Sword of Truth..."

Shaking his head, Lucien felt that there were mysteries that were not something he could explore at the moment.

"The time flow here is slower than outside, and the pursuers behind are almost the same as those who should come in. 'The effect of the Divine Fate Technique will definitely disappear, and I can return outside." Lucien did not want to take risks anymore, and calculated the current coordinates and entrance coordinates according to the coordinate changes, looking for the way back.

At this time, another black door creaked open.

Lucien looked over with caution, and had never let go of the shield of truth in his hand, believing that it could block the first wave of attacks from all the powerful people below the gods.

The door was open, and a familiar figure entered Lucien's sight. His silver long, soft hair, red jacket, black shirt, dark red blood stains on his chest, and his lips were paler than usual, as if it was Rhine again!

"Hi Lucien, we're meeting again." He smiled and then his expression changed:

"Hey, don't say hello with the sword of truth!"
Chapter completed!