396 The Beginning of the Game (2/2)

Lucien knew that it was for testing his blood power. He was a bit concerned as he wondered if the transformation mask was capable of hiding him from it.

A drop of blood hung at the pinpoint and was quickly absorbed.

Nuremburk slightly nodded, ”You can go in now, Arthen.”

Arthen walked to the gate. Before entering the palace, he looked back at Beaulac in a provoking manner and swung his fist. Before Lucien responded, Arthen had disappeared in the darkness.

Then it was Lucien's turn.

Lucien reached out his left hand calmly, trying his best to control his heartbeat and muscle. Lucien felt a slight electric shock when the pin stuck into his skin.

Once the pin left his hand, Lucien suddenly became very alert. If he was identified, he would seize the best chance holding Sophia as his hostage to leave that place.

The drop of blood looked like a mini silver moon, and the moonlight was gentle and soft. It trembled slightly at the pinpoint, and Lucien's heart missed a beat.

A second later, the drop of blood was absorbed.

”You may go in now, Beaulac,” said the count, ”but where are your weapon and armor?”

Lucien pointed at his pouch and answered respectfully, ”They are all here.”

Nuremburk nodded and did not ask further. At the same time, Relph and Claire who were standing behind Lucien looked a bit surprised.

They could tell that Beaulac had awakened the blood power called Silver Moon.

Without looking back, Lucien walked into the darkness very calmly.

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It felt that he had gone through a thick and cold layer of mist. Lucien now found himself in a spacious servant room placed with rows of wood beds and several old wardrobes.

Lucien put on Fire Weaver's Bracelet, Sidestep Boots, Transformation Robe, and Ogre Glove. Then, he turned his magic robe into a silver armor. Holding the sword named Frost in his hand, Lucien left the room and stepped into the corridor. Using the information given by Rhine, he started looking for the secret chamber.

Lucien was told that once there was an alchemical life in this underground palace, but somehow it had disappeared. Thus this palace was under the constant change following its own instinct, and the order resembled Thanos' horoscope.

Lucien walked slowly in the underground palace, observing the flow of energy.

Since he had no idea if the duke and the rest of the nobles could see what was going on down there, Lucien was being very cautious. He never extended his spiritual power.

Turning around the corner, Lucien ran right into Andris and Jocelyn in the open room in front of him.

”Haha, you useless waste! Where is your princess? Where are your helpers?” Andris laughed hard, wearing his black armor. ”It seems that God has abandoned you!”

Andris held his heavy sword high and rushed directly at Beaulac.

Jocelyn and the helpers felt quite lucky. Running into Beaulac when he was alone was a great opportunity for them. Once he found the princess and Deniz, Beaulac would be big trouble to them.

At the same time, Jocelyn also showed mercy in her eyes. After all, Beaulac had loved her for so long.

Maybe Beaulac was held still by the fear, as he did not move at all. Andris jumped up high and launched a fierce hack at Beaulac.

”Go to hell!” yelled Andris.

Suddenly, a pair of silver hands stopped his heavy sword.

The hands were rather cold, but they were powerful enough to stop Andris' momentum, who was right now hanging in the air like a helpless frog.

Jocelyn and the rest of the nobles were totally shocked, having no idea what to do.

Andris looked into Beaulac's blue eyes, and somehow a great fear seized him.

The light of a sword flashed, and Andris felt a chill. His armor cracked open right in the middle, including the inner shirt. When his armor and clothes fell on the ground in halves, Andris became totally naked.

If the power went in an inch further… Andris dared not to think. Losing all the strength in his legs, he kneeled down on the ground.

”I said… Don't beg for my mercy in front of me.” Lucien shook his head.