Mysterious Tribulation

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The corrosive attack from the official warlock caused all the nearby soil, rocks, and trees to rot, turning into puddles of sticky liquid, and an unpleasant smell spread, instantly transforming the surrounding area into a swampy terrain.

However, in this man-made swampy terrain, a figure stood up.

"I actually used the dispersion technique... Boy, you did a good job..."

A sneering voice came out.

"Impossible! Even if an official wizard is hit by my arrow of corrosion, it is impossible..." Charlemagne's voice was full of horror.

The next moment, he saw a dark figure rushing out of the swamp, flicking his palm, and attacking him weakly and boneless!

"Stop!"

Charlemagne's whole body exploded with blood, forming a scarlet robe.

But this time, the beak-shaped palm directly tore through the blood-colored illusory robe and landed on Charlemagne.

puff!

He had a big hole in his chest, and a bright red heart could be seen faintly beating.

With just one move, Charlemagne was hit hard!

Aaron stood on the spot, a layer of fine black snake scales on his right hand was slowly fading.

The clothes on his body were tattered, and looking inward from the damaged part, the same dark scales were faintly visible.

Snake scales!

"Is this the strength of a first-level warlock? It's too weak..."

Aaron's face showed a deep expression of disappointment: "Originally... I thought you could give me more fun."

"Cough cough!"

Charlemagne wanted to say something else, but when he opened his mouth, he could only spit out large chunks of blood: "You won...but do you think...you can get everything...dreaming! You know...what I do best...is curses. Discipline!"

Charlemagne's fingers were stained with blood on the tattoo on his cheek.

Click, click!

The next moment, the tattooed scorpion on his face seemed to come alive, making the sound of mechanically turning gears snapping, and moving within the range of his face.

"I - offer my life as a sacrifice, and curse the enemy in front of me!"

Charlemagne looked ferocious, and spat out the final spell.

"Manning!!"

Buzz!

A terrible curse was formed.

As a curser, the most terrifying method is undoubtedly sacrificing one's own life and cursing the enemy!

In addition, the distance from the enemy will also greatly affect the power of the curse.

And now... all of these conditions are extremely bad for Aaron!

After chanting the word that opened the curse, Charlemagne bowed his head, and the breath of life on his body quickly dissipated.

Not only that, the flesh and blood on his body dried up in an instant and turned into a mummified corpse..."

In the void, only a cyan scorpion tattoo remained.

It seems to live in the void, with every joint in its body coming alive.

suddenly!

The scorpion's back split open, and an eyeball appeared: "It's really delicious... Since the contractor has given everything to him, I... Manning's scorpion will also curse his enemy... the enemy is... eh?!"

His eyes widened to the limit, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Then, on Aaron, one after another, the curses that are so intense to the limit surfaced!

Among them, there is not only the figure of a mutilated woman, but also the scale marks of a large snake...

There was even a pair of broken wings that covered the sky, hugging Aaron from both sides, like some kind of guardian.

"this much…"

"So many high positions exist?"

Manning's scorpion's eyes suddenly closed: "Can I go back now?"

In any case, the situation on this cursed object is too strange.

It kind of wants to slip...

As for the contract with Charlemagne?

For example, this human being had signed a curse contract with himself by relying on his shameless face, and the binding force on himself was not great...

And looking at the situation here, even if the gecko has a broken tail, it has to slip!

It's just a weak, pitiful, and helpless witchcraft creature, and it doesn't want to get involved in the competition of so many bigwigs - it will die!

"no!"

The next moment, Aaron stretched out his hand and grabbed this scorpion between the real and the unreal:

"Since you helped Charlemagne to curse me, you are my enemy. Why should I let go of my enemy?"

The eyeballs on the back of the scorpion rolled, and a gray beak was almost pressed against his eyeballs.

The feeling of being unable to escape came.

It could not help whimpering: "I am willing to admit my mistake... I am willing to pay compensation!"

"I need... a book that introduces curses. The higher the level, the better." Aaron thought for a while and put forward conditions.

"this is very simple…"

Manning's scorpion immediately waved its tail thorn, and a piece of its tail fell, turning into a green book in mid-air.

Each page of the book seems to be directly carved out of jasper, with the feeling of beauty.

On the cover of the book, there is a lock in the shape of a red-eyed scorpion.

"We Manning's scorpion family are born cursed creatures... This book of "Ailan's Curse Book" was originally locked and cast by a high-level warlock, and was later mortgaged to me by one of his descendants..."

Manning's Scorpion introduced flatteringly.

"Oh, not bad!"

Aaron accepted the tome: "I forgive you... Next, tell me where the woman and the snake came from, and you can go..."

"History, history?"

His eyes suddenly widened, bloodshot inside: "Why...why are you forcing me?

A sense of danger came, and Aaron couldn't help but take a few steps back and let go of the scorpion in his hand.

In the next instant, the eyeballs swelled to the limit, and countless bloodshots wriggled, like earthworms... In the end...

Boom! !

A terrifying explosion formed.

Just the aftermath turned the nearby castle into ruins.

"Would you rather die in a clone than say those two names?"

Aaron murmured and removed the snake scale defense on his body: "It seems... I seem to have provoked something incredible..."

Time to night.

Aaron left the semi-abandoned castle directly and came to another lakeside villa holiday home.

night.

Dim lights.

He took out "Ailan's Book of Curses" and put it on the desk.

Just as Aaron was about to open the book of curses, the aquamarine scorpion came to life, waving two big scorpions at him, hissing in his mouth.

"Ask me for a sacrifice? Read this book... every hour, need the pure soul of an innocent person?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of Aaron's mouth, facing the red-eyed Jasper Scorpion: "I think you are tired of living and dare to blackmail me?"

After repairing it, the Jasper Scorpion, who had become swollen in a circle, but half of the red light in his eyes disappeared, took the initiative to let go of his tail, and let the book of curses open to the title page.

On the title page, there is a sketch of a woman, and the lines used are very soft, which shows the beauty and health of the young girl.

But in the next moment, this face came to life, with an expression of extreme horror: "Save me...Save me...Please..."

Aaron's expression remained unchanged, and he turned to the first page: "Curse is one of the eight major spells of warlocks... It is a rather mysterious and difficult type to master... Next, I want to talk about the three major elements of curse..."

"Among the many known cursed creatures, the most suitable for contracts as magic pets are the Cursed Raven and Manning's Scorpion!"

"Is it great?"

When Aaron thought of the scorpion he encountered, he felt normal.

He calmed down and continued to read, and found that the curse technique was indeed called treacherous. For ordinary people and apprentices of warlocks who were lower than the caster, it was almost a lore!

Even, the weak can defeat the strong and do all kinds of incredible things...

Like Charlemagne's Deathstroke... well, this is a counter-example...

"Among the many curses, the one cast at the cost of giving up one's life is the most terrifying one..."

"But there is something more terrifying than the curse of life..."

Line after line of text emerged from the emerald green pages, and even blood continued to ooze down.

"Curses are associated with persons..."

"Some high-level existences...such as warlocks above the seventh level...the places they have stayed, the things they have done...all have a certain probability of becoming a 'ritual', making those who enter by mistake be cursed...when the personality reaches the eighth level of warlocks , this probability has become inevitable!"

"Once, a fourth-level warlock broke into XXXX. Jing.*color.*good.*wen@jing.*hua.*shu.*ge*m.jhssd.cοm~~Then...he only lasted ten years. , in the crowd of a large number of warlocks, it turned into a pool of pus and blood!"

"When you encounter a high-ranking curse, you can't lift it at all...unless--personality against personhood!"

Aaron turned to the last page and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

He had a hunch that he might have encountered a high-ranking curse! As for why he's not dead yet?

The first is naturally because the seal is powerful.

The second reason, probably because of his special nature?

If you change to an ordinary warlock, you may not be able to last a few days in this heavy illusion!

"Interesting...interesting..."

Aaron closed the book of curses, and the little scorpion who had been taught a lesson immediately tied the buttons with his tail and sealed the whole book.

"What a greedy little guy...and a lot of courage.

Being so frightened by him, the little scorpion hurriedly threw off his tail again, posing as if you could look at it.

Aaron smiled slightly. There is a lot of content on the Book of Curses, and even learning from it, ordinary talented people may embark on the path of curse warlocks.

But for him, the important information is only those few sentences.

The rest can only be regarded as general, at most due to the different dimensions, it is only a little bit of reference.

"The traces left by the high-ranking existence?"

"It seems... the reason that the continent of Yadsen was abandoned by the warlocks was not only barren?"

Aaron yawned and glanced at the curse mark on the back of his hand: "But... I still have time, wait and see..."

It is introduced in the Book of Curses that most of the curses will be weakened slowly with the passage of time.

After all, there is a power consumption issue.

And the only curse that never goes back must involve the existence of a seventh-level warlock!

For ordinary people on the Adelson continent, they have no idea what a formal warlock means.

It is precisely because of ignorance that we can live a happy life.

But for those warlock families, the weight of 'Wings of Hermes' in their hearts has been infinitely higher.

After all...-even the most powerful warlock families are hidden high-ranking families.

The old antique of the warlock apprentice, and relying on a few bloodline items made by the ancestors, can barely exert a few powerful attacks.

They usually rarely even shoot.

A formal warlock can completely swept the entire Addison Continent, but misses on the Wings of Hermes, which is enough to make them raise the danger level of this organization, even fear, fear...

But that—all Aaron doesn't matter.

With the change of time, year after year passed quickly.

A major event also happened during this period.

An official sorcerer of the Misri family, Turin, has returned to the mainland of Adelson.

She has lived for a long time, to the point where the methods of warlocks cannot prolong her life, and she can only return to her hometown to die.

After hearing that the Wings of Hermes might have a formal warlock, the old warlock looked for traces of Aaron on the mainland regardless of his old age.

And then... her plan failed shamefully.

Aaron simply avoided seeing.

Unlike Charlemagne, the old woman in Turin is a warlock who has lived to the end of her lifespan. She is extremely rich in willpower and combat experience. When she is crazy in her old age, in order to ensure the status of the family, no matter what she does. All are normal.

Therefore, Aaron chose to go for it.

Then, I waited for the news that the other party died of old age.

Even after this news came out, he waited ten years before going out as Wings of Hermes.

In a blink of an eye, fifty years have passed.

It's time for the annual apprenticeship selection.

A team of carriages full of hope sent a gifted child to the highland of stars.

From the airship, several warlock apprentices with curiosity in their eyes also walked down.

"This is the Adeson Continent, where my father once lived? Not so good?"

A black-robed apprentice looked at the scenery outside with disappointment flashing on his face: "The thin chaotic power in the air just makes me breathless!"

"Louis, you won't die if you say a few words less."

Another wearing a white robe, UU reading www.uukanshu. A dignified look appeared on the tall female apprentice of com: "My mother told me to come here to find the Wings of Hermes, that organization has the method to purify the blood of the bloodthirsty birds in us!"

"Our parents used to be an experiment called Demon Hunter. Although they became apprentices of warlocks and restored fertility, the influence of bloodline is too great... If we can't purify bloodline, we will not be able to become full-time warlocks in our lifetime!"

"I listen to you, Linda!"

Another chubby apprentice said: "We finally managed to scrape together the ticket, and we must act as soon as possible... The airship will wait for us for half a month at most! Where should we start?"

Linda smiled slightly: "About this, you don't have to worry, I have the contact information of the Wings of Hermes!"

"In that case..."

A look of emotion appeared on Louis's face: "It's not as good as us..."

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