Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 143 Removing the Curse
"You attack the little devils, I will clean up the other low-level little devils first," Karl shouted loudly seeing the situation was not good.

Then, Karl activated the sage's shoulder pads on his shoulders, and the two fire elemental cores on his shoulders burned blazingly.

"Proficient in ignition!"

"Exploding fireballs!"

The burning fireball accurately hit the center of the monster, bursting out a large group of flames, and the billowing heat wave swept out from the center of the explosion, even forcing the few people at the front back a few steps.

The magic flame does not need fuel, it only needs enough fire elements to burn blazingly in the air, screams come from the flames, and pieces of imps fall down under this spell, I don't know how many The demon died in this attack.

Under the influence of proficient ignition, the spell did not disappear with the disappearance of the burst fireball, and the burning little devil quickly passed the flames on his body to other nearby demons, so the entire passage was plunged into flames.

Although there are many small demons in a steady stream, their fighting strength is insufficient, and it is difficult to resist the ignition spell.

"Woo hoo!" Cowley, who was weak behind him, shouted excitedly, as if he had issued the spell.

"Be careful kid, these things live in the flames of fel energy, and they are immune to most fire spells," Carl reminded aloud.

Carol waved the warhammer in his hand and took a step forward. Facing the dwarf's terrifying attack, the little ghosts didn't dare to test their strength and scattered to avoid them. However, Carol didn't give them a chance, and seized the opportunity to give one of them a chance. The little devil hit the hammer hard.

The kid let out a scream and was slammed to the ground by the warhammer. Its companion took advantage of this opportunity to bypass Carol's side and launch an attack.

However, the others didn't give them a chance. Liya shouted softly, and the long sword drew a silver arc, splitting the kid into two.

Black held his battle ax and swung his shield, blocking the attacks of the three imps on the other side.

"Arcane Arrow!"

Three arcane arrows whizzed past and hit the three little devils in front of Black. The pure arcane power was the nemesis of these demons that manipulated fel energy.

After being hit by the arcane arrows, the little ghosts fell to the ground without a sound, most of their lives were lost.

The battle ended quickly, and everyone had some small wounds, but these were nothing, and they would heal themselves in a few days.

At this time, the scene that stunned everyone appeared. The flames lit by the proficiency did not stop, but spread around along the passage, igniting everything that could burn, and the passage was brightly lit.

"Wait," Karl said helplessly, looking at the burning flames.

Then he took the lead in cleaning the battlefield and picking up the loot on the ground. The corpses of little devils were all burned to ashes. Only a few corpses of little devils were still valuable. Many mages are very interested in the corpses of these demons and can sell them to a nice price.

After more than ten minutes, when the last ray of flames burned out, everyone continued to move forward without encountering any obstacles on the road. It didn't take long before they came to the altar mentioned by the ghost girl. There were several gems full of energy around the altar. , the gem exudes a magical brilliance.

This is an exquisite altar. From a distance, the altar is exquisite and simple. The incomprehensible runes that are finely poured are completed by the top magic craftsmen. The whole altar exudes a mysterious atmosphere. It is the altar that attracts everyone's attention. A sentence of bones and a piece of dark red parchment.

"The dagger pierces through the heart. This is a standard sacrifice action. This is probably a sacrifice," Carl looked at the bones and commented concisely.

"Yes, this is me," the ghost girl said in a low and hoarse voice, staring blankly at the skeleton in front of her.

Leah patted the girl's shoulder, trying to comfort her, but her hand passed through the girl's body, and Ghost's body was cold, and Leah couldn't help shivering.

"Remove the magic!"

Karl cast a spell to lift the curse wrapped around the parchment, and the 200-year curse that haunted the ghost girl left her body forever.

The girl stared blankly at the broken bones and the blood-stained scroll, as if she was recalling and thinking about something, showing a painful expression, after a while.

The girl who came back to her senses bowed deeply to everyone, two lines of tears fell from her cheeks, and said gratefully to everyone: "Thank you!"

The task of rescuing the sacrificed girl is completed, +500 experience points.

Total experience: 1882.

"I'm just so happy, thank you!" the girl clapped Leah's hand and said.

"May I not leave?" Liya's face darkened, her eye circles turned red, and mist appeared in her eyes.

"She has been trapped for 200 years, and we should be happy for her to be able to leave today," Carl said with a slight smile while comforting the female pastor.

"Well," Liya replied in a low voice, sniffing, and finally didn't cry out on the spot.

"Adventurers, thank you!" The ghost girl thanked everyone again, but she thanked very solemnly, "On one side of the altar is the secret room where the Midas family keeps their treasures. I believe you will find your favorite treasure there."

Then, in the eyes of everyone, the ghost girl's figure gradually faded and disappeared.

Karl stepped forward and held the two items on the altar in his hands. Over 200 years, the dagger was seriously corroded. Karl broke the dagger with a little force. Karl shrugged regretfully and threw the broken dagger on the ground .

The parchment is full of profane language, devil language, devil language Karl understands, not much, only a limited number of words, most of the words in the parchment he does not know, fortunately the top few He knew a word—the Necronomicon.

Karl rolled his eyes. He has no interest in these psychic spells. Only a mage with a flood of brains will give up arcane magic and study these psychic spells that can hurt the enemy seven thousand and self-damage eight hundred. He quickly Throw the parchment into the magic pocket, as if something unlucky will stick to it if you look at it too much.

Soon, Black found a half-covered heavily corroded iron door on the other side of the altar.

"Dang!", Carol held the handle of the iron door, opened it forcefully, and successfully removed the iron door.

What came into view was the gold coins shining with golden light under the light of the lantern. A pile of gold coins was piled up in the center of the room, and beside the gold coins were more silver and copper coins.

This group of human nobles is really fucking rich!Carl sighed inwardly.

"Ow!" Cowley raised his hands high and cheered, as if he was not in a weak state, he turned into a black shadow and rushed into the pile of gold coins, lying on the golden mountain, dancing and celebrating.

Carl chuckled, feeling that this guy is really a money fan.

Soon Karl turned his attention to other places. Several weapons were neatly placed on the weapon rack on the other side. Below the weapon rack were several human corpses. The corpses had rotted and exuded a disgusting stench. The pale face was covered with corpse spots, the eyes of the corpse looked at the ceiling in despair, and there were dried blood stains under the corpse.

(End of this chapter)