Chapter 1 The Old Man is Reliable

Su Lun felt a surge of joy upon hearing Mr. Black's loud shout.

The old man was indeed reliable!

But after another round of fighting, with no further communication from Mr. Black, Su Lun asked with a hint of doubt, "Mr. Black, where is the Soul-Hosting Altar?"

"Not sure yet."

"But didn't you say you found it just now?"

"I was bluffing the woman."

"..."

"She seemed distressed about her wax figures, her mental state wavered for a moment, so I added that line. But it worked quite well, I gleaned more information."

"..."

Su Lun smiled knowingly.

No wonder he shouted so loudly just now.

In such a serious battle, the old man still had the mind to make a dry joke, indicating he was handling things with ease.

The old man's combat strength was truly unfathomable.

Su Lun had finally witnessed the battle style of a [Polymath].

He couldn't understand it before, but now that he was at the same rank, he realized that the saying "knowledge is power" was perfectly embodied in Mr. Black.

Knowledge was like a crowbar, capable of prying open anything in the world with the right leverage.

Those thirty-six terrifying wax figures of "Curator" Heidmann, to say nothing else, were more than enough to equal the combat power of fifty Tier 6 professionals.

Despite the vast difference in combat power, they couldn't do anything to Mr. Black.

The old saying "a single pillar can support a tottering building" described the situation perfectly.

Su Lun watched with thoughtful eyes.

Truly understanding Mr. Black's thought process would greatly benefit himself.

...

Mr. Black's participation made the battle suddenly easier.

Su Lun knew what he had to do: create opportunities for Mr. Black to see through any "weaknesses" at all costs.

He controlled the puppet legion and repeatedly charged at those wax figures.

The Second Awakening's "Mind Reading" could forcibly extract information from the target, but it was very difficult for professionals with strong wills or high mental cultivation.

This "Curator" Heidmann was a mystic-type professional and a necromancer, so her mental strength was very high.

After she became wary, the best way to read her mind was to keep her mental state fluctuating.

The greater the fluctuation, the more flaws there would be.

The situation outside was uncertain, and the battle shouldn't be prolonged.

Even without Mr. Black's reminder, Su Lun had noticed that after a few wax figures were destroyed, Heidmann couldn't hide her distress.

For those obsessive art collectors, destroying their treasured collections was probably worse than killing them.

Now the goal was clear.

Although he hadn't found a way to break the "Curator's" immortality, Su Lun thought it would be easy to destroy a few wax figures.

The puppet legion charged back and forth, leaving large patches of broken limbs in the manor.

It looked like Su Lun's own puppet legion was at a great disadvantage, being killed and retreating steadily.

But in reality, the real losses weren't that great.

This was the greatest advantage and disadvantage of traditional professionals versus mechanical warriors: consumption costs!

If a mechanical warframe was damaged, most of the materials were still there. After being sent to the war forge for repairs, it would be a brand new machine after being reassembled.

At most, there would be some material wastage and labor costs, but the price could almost be ignored.

However, cultivating a high-level professional required not only a one-in-a-million talent, but also countless resources and many years of time.

The cost of these wax figures was even greater.

They were like collector's edition figures, unique.

Once gone, they were truly gone.

Su Lun thought that if it were him, he would definitely feel the pain.

Once they couldn't do anything to each other, both sides were caught in a war of attrition.

Moreover, as the battle became more intense, the battle damage to the terrifying wax figures became more and more serious.

Even those four-element wax figures gradually began to show damage.

Energy was, after all, conserved.

Attacking consumed energy, defending consumed energy, restoring consumed energy... the more intense the battle, the greater the energy consumption would inevitably be.

Even if they could elementalize, even if this wax figure space had some mysterious power that allowed for super-fast recovery, energy loss was inevitable.

But this loss was originally limited.

Even if Su Lun's mechanical puppets were emptying their ammunition, the problem wouldn't be too big.

But now there was Mr. Black.

The old man saw through the immortal essence of the elemental wax figures, and soon thought of a tactic: to let the enemy consume themselves.

He used an "Elemental Clash" with his left hand and an "Elemental Annihilation" with his right, both of which were spells specifically designed to consume elemental energy.

And the key was that most of the elements he used to consume were stolen from those wax figures.

Using the enemy's ammunition to attack the enemy, the consumption was extremely exaggerated.

These wax figures were like lit candles, originally burning on their own, each unrelated to the other.

Now, however, Mr. Black had drawn the flames to burn each other, with wax oil splattered everywhere.

But unfortunately, in the midst of the fierce battle, they had to burn.

Su Lun clicked his tongue in wonder.

He estimated that even if he couldn't find a flaw, it was hard to say who would win or lose if they continued to fight like this.

...

Their tactic didn't last long before the "Curator" Heidmann's mentality began to show problems.

She couldn't kill Su Lun and Mr. Black in a short time, but her own wax figures were suffering more and more losses.

Anyone would have mental problems in this situation to some extent.

Just as this violent fluctuation occurred, Mr. Black read the information he wanted and said to Su Lun through the communicator: "East by south, nine hundred meters, there's a dry well under the dead tree, that's the altar entrance. There's a spatial maze inside, be careful!"

Su Lun responded immediately, "Okay!"

Mr. Black was better at dealing with living people.

Exploring mazes and traps was more suitable for Su Lun himself, with his black crows and All-Knowing Eye.

Having watched for so long, how could Su Lun not know the old man's strength?

It wasn't the kind of outrageous power, but it lived up to his original words—"Below Tier 7, I probably can't be defeated."

Su Lun didn't need to worry about him and teleported away from the battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, he had appeared beside the dry well in the southeast.

Looking at the unremarkable dry well outside, a flash of gratitude appeared in his eyes, and he thought, "It's a good thing I found Mr. Black to help, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to find a place like this."

The crow on his shoulder was very quiet, indicating that there was no major danger.

Su Lun didn't hesitate and jumped down.

...

After passing through a barrier of restrictions in the dry well, Su Lun suddenly found himself in a very strange empty room.

The identified name was a spatial restriction called "Penrose's Infinite Grid Room."

Su Lun had heard of it.

This was a combined maze restriction with 106,000 ways to solve it.

If one relied on blind guessing, the probability of finding the correct method was theoretically only one in 106,000.

But Su Lun wasn't worried at all when he saw this restriction.

That probability was for ordinary people, not for him, who had an extremely high understanding of spatial laws.

Although this restriction also interfered with spatial perception.

But it wasn't a big problem.

The room he was in was about twenty or thirty square meters in size. There was no light source, but everything in sight was a dazzling white. After looking at it for a long time, there would be a sense of "snow blindness"-like dizziness, interfering with the ability to distinguish directions.

Su Lun looked around the room. Each of the four walls, the floor, and the ceiling had an inconspicuous door.

He thought for a while, left marks on the six doors in the room, and then drew the "001" spatial coordinate rune.

Then he randomly opened a door and walked in.

Unsurprisingly, behind the door was another room identical to the previous one.

This restriction wasn't dangerous, its main function was to "trap people."

Su Lun left a "Spatial Mark 002" and randomly opened another room.

Then, one after another.

A few minutes later, after marking about a hundred rooms, Su Lun had a general impression of the entire spatial layout in his mind.

"Oh, so the rooms can move..."

He discovered a new rule.

The overall structure of [Penrose's Infinite Grid Room] was like a Rubik's Cube, composed of grid rooms.

But the number wasn't infinite, it just gave people a feeling of infinity because some of the grids could move.

At this time, Su Lun was standing in a room marked "118," and he already had a constantly twisting "Rubik's Cube" in his mind.

After calculating for about a minute, a relaxed expression appeared on his face: "So, can it be solved like this?"

For Su Lun, who had mastered spatial abilities, the difficulty wasn't that great.

The "Curator" Heidmann probably didn't expect that the ancient magical restriction she had found would be broken in such a short time.

...

Su Lun found a way to break the situation and didn't continue to walk step by step.

With a directional displacement, he appeared in a room he had marked before.

However, when he came for the second time, an unmarked door appeared in this room.

Which meant that this was a "new door."

Su Lun walked in without hesitation.

Unsurprisingly, he saw a lonely bathtub in this room.

Taking a closer look, the bathtub was filled with a tank of hair.

Obviously, there was a corpse under the hair.

Seeing this terrifying scene, he was not frightened at all, but instead delighted, muttering to himself, "It's really a [Drowned Female Corpse]."

Su Lun was too familiar with this scene.

Back in the cursed space of the [1911 Hotel], when he was still a Tier 1 newbie, he had encountered it once. He was frightened at the time and frantically looked for unorthodox ways to break it in order to survive.

But now?

Looking at the long-haired female corpse standing up from the bathtub, Su Lun only raised his eyebrows. He raised his hand and summoned a gargoyle, which appeared behind the suddenly violent female corpse and snapped its neck with a "crack."

Originally, this [Drowned Female Corpse] was also immortal.

But the moment "gray mist" appeared on the corpse, Su Lun teleported over and absorbed it, not giving it a chance to revive.

When he was at Tier 1, he could only harvest a small fragment at a time, and he needed to harvest many times to solve this corpse.

The Second Awakening's harvesting ability now directly crushed the spiritual body.

Su Lun knew that there were three other corpses in a certain room in this space: the [Faceless Man], the [Hanged Corpse], and the [Big-Headed Wraith Infant].

But he didn't want to go look for them.

Now that one corpse had been killed, the "Four Ghoul Spirit Fallen Sacrifice Array" had been broken.

Su Lun contacted Mr. Black and asked him to confirm his guess.

Sure enough, after breaking the array, the "Curator" Heidmann's ability to transfer damage outside disappeared.

The woman was rushing over to this grid room in exasperation.

...

Su Lun wasn't worried at all now. There was nothing to fear from an enemy that could be killed.

It would be hard to say if Heidmann escaped, but if she insisted on a head-on confrontation, she would surely die!

Su Lun looked at the room again. This was one of the several key nodes of the "Penrose's Infinite Grid Room."

When he entered this room, the oppressive feeling of the law of death he had felt before became stronger and stronger.

Which meant that he was getting closer and closer to that treasure.

"What could it be that's emitting such a strong power of the law of death?"

Su Lun became more and more curious.

Having fought until now, how could he not see that there must be a treasure supporting this wax museum space?

This grid space wasn't just for hiding an array.

Su Lun found the right direction, passed through a few more rooms, and then found the center of this Rubik's Cube-like grid room.

Opening the door, it was a room as black as ink.

As soon as he opened it, Su Lun felt a viscous, paint-like power of the law of death rushing towards him like a tide!

The black crow on his shoulder crowed excitedly and immediately darted in.

"This..."

Although Su Lun had expected it, his heart was shocked beyond measure when he opened the door to this room.

The strength of the law of death here was so strong that it felt like he had been swept from a river into an endless ocean.

The power of the law in the room was condensed like flowing black water,

But at the center of the room, a dazzling golden light bloomed.

The center of the light source was a transparent glass box. Chains of runes locked the box, but they didn't prevent people from seeing that the box contained a golden scroll.

It was so dazzling, so sacred, as if it had gathered the most radiant power in the world.

But even though it was an incredibly holy object, it overflowed with the most evil power of death in the world!

This intense conflict filled Su Lun with doubt.

He looked over and saw some silver and mysterious symbols hidden on the golden scroll. But strangely, when he stared at those symbols, wanting to see clearly what was written, those symbols seemed to come alive and slipped away. As if they didn't want anyone to see clearly what was written!

Did the text contain the power of the law?

Did the law of death in the entire space come from these texts?

A treasure!

Seeing this magical scene, Su Lun guessed something, both surprised and delighted: "Could it be... the Primordial Runes?"

He had seen Primordial Runes on giant murals and had even fused a [replica of a Primordial Rune].

Although he couldn't see what the symbols on the golden scroll wrote, he could feel the familiar sense of sharing the same origin.

"No... does it seem like the 'God Tongue' from the four higher language families described by my senior sister? Could it be a magic scroll left by an ancient god?"

Su Lun vaguely guessed something, but he wasn't sure.

The text of the four higher language families came with the power of the law, which looked a bit like this golden scroll.

When he used Appraisal, he saw a star prompt that was beyond his knowledge.

He couldn't identify it, but that didn't stop him from judging that this golden scroll was a super-order item.

This was the first time Su Lun had encountered something that completely exceeded his understanding. Even the few "divine forbidden objects" he had obtained in the Mirror Library were not as good as it.

...

"This... how high is the grade of this thing?"

Su Lun's expression became very subtle.

He never imagined that the "Curator" Heidmann would have such an item in her collection, with origins that were probably frighteningly exaggerated.

The All-Knowing Eye couldn't understand the origin of this thing, but the more so, the more it meant that it was a treasure.

He would collect it first!

The enemy's things were his own.

Su Lun looked at the surrounding rune chains and understood the tricks.

[Elliot Black Iron Chains], forged from necromantic black iron, which was itself an antique with super-strong dark energy magical conductivity.

Almost without thinking, it was probably stolen from a tomb.

Probably because the power of the law of death exuded by this golden scroll was too strong, Heidmann used these rune chains to connect it to the entire space, maintaining the energy needed for the space. The overflowing death aura was also the best nourishment for the terrifying wax figures in the wax museum.

Su Lun then realized that the Dean of Archeology at the Royal Academy was indeed a low-key but extremely wealthy position, with access to all kinds of ancient tombs and graves, the first-hand source of treasures.

If Heidmann's treasures were put outside, even the royal family would be envious.

...

Just as Su Lun was holding the black scythe and thinking about how to take away this golden scroll, suddenly, someone broke in and shouted angrily, "Damn it, stop!"

Without looking, it was the "Curator" Heidmann who had rushed over.

The woman had long lost her previous arrogant composure and was covered in injuries.

Judging from the situation, she had probably been tortured by Mr. Black outside.

"She actually dares to come?"

Su Lun thought she would escape, but he didn't expect her to come.

Seeing the woman come, he was not polite and teleported over, slashing down with his black scythe.

Heidmann had already seen Su Lun's methods before and didn't dare to confront him head-on, wanting to avoid it.

But Su Lun had also seen the power of the black staff in her hand, so how could he give her a chance to succeed a second time?

At the same time, Mr. Black brought good news: "Su Lun, I've temporarily restrained most of the wax figures, kill her as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, Su Lun didn't hesitate at all, forming a hand seal with one hand, and the spell was instantly completed: "Hormone Overload · Fifth Awakening!"

Looking again, his muscles were knotted all over his body, and the surging power instantly evaporated wisps of true energy.

The puppet legion couldn't be deployed in this narrow space, so close combat was the best choice.

Heidmann was indeed very strong, but without her immortal body and the pile of wax figures, she wasn't much of a threat to Su Lun.

"Pa!"

With a burst of air, Su Lun's speed increased tenfold!

He stepped on the air, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball.

He hadn't used his full strength before because he didn't have the confidence to kill this woman. Now, it was time to catch the other party off guard!

Seeing this, Heidmann's eyes were also greatly shocked: How could he have such speed?

The woman didn't even have time to react before she saw the figure passing by, and the black scythe slashed at her leg.

With a water element protective magic shield, this slash was still harmless.

But Heidmann's heart was already crying out in despair.

Because she knew very well that her physical reaction speed was impossible to block the opponent's next attack.

She began to chant a spell, seemingly to cast some necromantic secret technique.

But it was too late.

Just as the black scythe slashed down, Heidmann saw a crimson dagger stabbing towards her chest.

She saw the trajectory of the dagger, guessed Su Lun's intention, but...

The speed was too fast!

So fast that Heidmann wanted to wave the black staff to block it, but the speed of the dagger was several times faster than her.

She could only watch as the scarlet dagger stabbed into her body without any obstruction.

"Chī~"

A stream of blood shot out.

Heidmann's eyes froze, and her heart was ashen.

She wanted to struggle one last time, and the last syllable of the spell had already fallen from her mouth, and there was still a glimmer of hope.

But inevitably, Su Lun would not give her this chance.

In this kind of life-and-death duel, once a victory or defeat was determined, death often came in an instant.

...

Su Lun pulled out the Dragonslayer Dagger with lightning speed, then cleverly changed his move, slashing horizontally, cutting a line of blood on Heidmann's neck.

After two slashes, the black staff appeared in the position to block the first slash.

At this time, the vitality in Heidmann's eyes had rapidly faded away.

Without her immortal body, her body was as fragile as paper under the Dragonslayer Dagger.

Seeing the "gray mist" appearing for the first time, Su Lun was also worried that this guy still had some resurrection spells, so he directly harvested her soul, completely ending the battle.

As soon as he harvested, a large amount of memory poured into his mind.

[You have stripped the soul of 'Heidmann Elpso'.]

[You have obtained a large number of 'Fragments of the Law of Death', a small number of 'Fragments of the Law of Disaster', and 'Fragments of the Law of Darkness'.]

[You have mastered the skill [Terrifying Wax Figure Production Technique (Master Level)], corpse making, spirit attachment, soul control, paraffin soul sealing, maintenance...]

[You have obtained a large amount of 'knowledge related to corpses': Oh, if I can get higher-level corpses, then I can make stronger terrifying wax figures...]

[You have comprehended 'Gravedigger' and 'Archaeological Master' related professional experience.]

[You have learned rich 'Necromancy Knowledge' and 'Dark Magic Knowledge', and your understanding of the dark forces of the world is clearer.]

[You have obtained a copy of "Research Files on Ancient Red Death Disease".]

[You have obtained a piece of information: The Royal Archaeological Team dug up the tomb of the ancient necromancer 'Allen Silas' in the southern Stormgard Territory, so I obtained this golden scroll. From the notes left by the tomb owner, I learned that this is a mythical item [Sayings of the High-Ranking Person] Fragment, which seems to record the world's top death spells...]

[Mental Strength +777...]

[...]

...

Su Lun searched Heidmann's memory, and scraped together a large pile of memories.

As expected, the harvest brought a large amount of "Law of Death."

This woman was an alchemist who was tempted by the power of darkness halfway and turned into a necromancer. She also often mingled in various tombs and dark crypts, studying various necromantic spells, and her attainments and understanding of the Law of Death were unmatched by anyone in the world!

Even Su Lun was inferior to her in many aspects!

Harvesting these decades of Law comprehension made Su Lun clearly feel that his understanding at the Law level had soared a lot, and various knowledge shortcomings were suddenly raised a lot.

"Is this the threshold of Tier 6..."

Su Lun digested those Law comprehensions, and his eyes shone brightly.

When he harvested Augustus before, the feeling of this Tier 7 threshold was not very obvious. But now that he harvested Heidmann, who also followed the path of death, that feeling suddenly became clear.

It was like looking up and seeing the sky, although it was still out of reach, it didn't look like an unknown cloud of fog as before.

The harvest could be described as great.

Then there was a pile of archaeological knowledge, tomb raiding techniques, ancient history... a pile of practical experiences that opened Su Lun's eyes.

However, it was a pity that this guy's "immortality" and other abilities were necromantic spells, and not many could be used.

On the other hand, Su Lun felt that the terrifying wax figure production technique could be studied in depth.

Augustus used the power of necromancy to pray to the gods to resurrect corpses, which alchemists could not use.

But Su Lun had "Rune Revenants!"

That kind of secret technique of coating wax could seal the soul in the corpse, allowing it to possess some of the abilities it had before death.

In theory, Su Lun himself could also create similar wax figure revenants?

Wax figure revenant legion?

Just thinking about it made him feel that the future was promising.

There was no time to think about it in detail.

This direction could be slowly studied in the future.

And as for what that golden scroll that Su Lun was curious about before was, after harvesting the memory, the information identified when he looked at the golden parchment was different again.

[Sayings of the High-Ranking Person (Fragment)]

Description: A magical scroll fragment from the mythical era, its material is the fleece of the Golden Fleece God Sheep, which can survive countless epochs without decay;

Detailed Explanation: The ancient god spell written by the Primordial Runes records one of the eighteen magical forbidden curses left by an ancient Supreme God, the Death Forbidden Curse; you see those words, but cannot understand their meaning. The necromancer Allen Silas interpreted the most superficial expression of the golden scroll, which was a whisper of the gods, 'I know the twelfth ultimate magic: After seeing a hanged corpse, I took the corpse down from the gallows and let it tell me all the memories of its life'; having it, the comprehension of the Law of Death +10; When you comprehend the God Tongue, you will gradually comprehend the super-order spells recorded on the scroll, and you will gradually comprehend the essence of death;

Su Lun looked at it, and although he still didn't quite understand it,

His heart was greatly shocked.

He guessed that this was an item left over from the mythical period, but he didn't expect that its origin would be so great!

This scroll was simply a treasure with 100% compatibility for those who cultivated the Law of Death!

.......

Then, there was another piece of good news.

Because Su Lun had known before that the source of the "Red Death Disease" came from Heidmann Elpso.

He had deliberately searched for relevant memories.

Only then did he know that the virus was really found by this guy from an ancient Red Death Disease tomb complex and then spread again.

Moreover, Su Lun also obtained a detailed file recording the research on ancient Red Death Disease.

After digesting the content and looking at it, he felt a joy in his heart.

Because, the Red Death Disease had cases of healing in ancient times!