Journey to the witch world

The kitten with milky white fur curled up and shivered under the tattered gray robe.

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of you running away now." Caroline leaned down, pinched the back of the little white cat's neck, held it in her arms, and said with some pride on her face, "How are you? , Is my witchcraft good?"

"Basic transformation technique?" Enzo raised his eyebrows.

What Caroline used just now should be a form of transformation, which is a curse-type witchcraft. The conditions for casting the spell are equally demanding. The female fallen is extremely weak, so she turns into a kitten under the confinement of magic.

"What should we do next?" Lafite asked.

Isaac pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "It is still unclear whether Justin is alive or not. However, I plan to pass on the news here to Uncle Ulysses first. No matter what, let him make preparations first." "

After saying that, Isaac took out a medal from his arms.

He injected a trace of magic power into it, and the medal suddenly glowed with black light. Then, Isaac recounted the information he had just received from Pamela in detail.

"Okay, the news has been passed on to uncle."

The communication process did not receive a response from Ulysses, but Isaac did not care. He had already conveyed the love message and would naturally check it when Ulysses had time.

Thunder City, the second tallest tower.

In the dark and cold room, the windows were blocked by black curtains and the door was locked tightly. No sunlight could shine in, making the room dark and dark.

On the gorgeous bed, Idru sat cross-legged.

His eyes were closed tightly, his upper body was naked, and a long and narrow scar on his chest exuded a strange, evil aura. Black mucus spread outward like tentacles, and severe pain continued to appear, making Idru's expression ferocious.

"Damn it Justin!"

Suddenly, Idru roared, and the magic crystal hidden deep in his body burst out with a burst of energy, rushing toward his chest like a flame. The black mucus suddenly became hot, melted like magma, and dripped on the bed to form strands. Black smoke.

But then, the mucus tentacles spreading in the wound shrieked like a living thing, twitched violently, and curled back into the flesh almost instantly, making Idru groan involuntarily.

"Ahem! Damn it!"

Idru opened his eyes, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes. The scar on his chest was the curse left by Justin before his death. This was not the first time he tried to get rid of it during his return to Thunder City, but every time All ended in failure.

This curse is very strange, like gangrene attached to the bone, and does not seem to be an ordinary witchcraft method.

"How could this happen?" Idru looked ugly.

According to the law of conservation of energy in the wizarding world, any curse spell will only become weaker and weaker as time goes by without the blessing of energy. However, the curse on the wound is exactly the opposite. After several removals, it becomes weaker and weaker. The more serious it is.

Idru took a deep breath and got off the bed.

He came to a two-meter-high vertical mirror in the room and pointed at it. With a flash of light, Idru's figure was reflected in the vertical mirror. At this time, his face was pale, and the wound on his chest was rotting, exuding... A foul stench.

"Do we really need to ask Ulysses for help?"

Feeling the faint pain from the wound, Idru frowned, and for the first time the thought of asking others for help arose in his mind, but then he shook his head and whispered to himself.

"No! There's no need for this!"

"It would be ridiculous if I couldn't even solve the curse left by Justin! Although I still don't know what the curse is about, I guess that waste's methods are not too clever."

With such thoughts flashing through his mind, Idru raised his head again, his face regained its arrogance.

"Hmph! I'm going to the library right now to look up some knowledge about curses. I don't believe it. I can't even solve the curse left by that good-for-nothing Justin!"

After saying that, Idru waved his hand.

The curtains in front of the window opened automatically, and a ray of sunlight came in, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold room, but Idru frowned inexplicably and felt a little uncomfortable.

Then, he turned and left the room, heading to the library in the tower, intending to check out some books about curses.

"Haha, Idru, one day you will pay for your arrogance."

In the silent room, low murmurs could be heard, and the curse lingered in the air, as if evil was spreading. A figure faintly flashed in the huge vertical mirror, which was somewhat similar to Justin.

Underground ruins, ruins of Essos.

After Isaac conveyed the information to Ulysses, the team did not return to Thunder City immediately, but planned to continue searching for the remaining Fallen near the ruins of Essos.

"what is that?"

Just as everyone was about to leave the temple, Eve suddenly spoke and raised her finger to point forward. Enzo followed her gaze and saw some mottled murals on the walls of the temple.

"The ancient Kingdom of Essos believed in gods. Those murals should be praising the goddess of the night."

Isaac put his hands on his shoulders and said softly: "According to legend, all gods like to be worshiped. They use faith as a shackle to imprison human thoughts. However, in the end, the wizards who sought the truth ended this ignorant rule. !”

"A deformed era." Lafite curled his lips.

"It doesn't matter, everything is over anyway." Isaac shrugged and said, "The era of the gods has ended. Now wizards are the rulers of the world. These historical dust are nothing more than recording the past glory of the gods. .”

As he spoke, everyone walked towards the mural.

The ancient mottled walls are carved with murals. Starting from the first one, there is a huge spider on it. Countless humans are kneeling around holding torches, as if praying in a special way.

In the second mural, the giant spider transformed into a black-haired girl.

"It looks like this should be the birth of the goddess of the night!" Isaac said solemnly, stroking his chin.

Everyone continued to look at the third mural. In the third mural, many humans were cutting down trees and moving boulders, as if they were building a huge palace. But in the fourth mural, a group of monsters suddenly appeared in the forest, preying on the humans who were escaping in a hurry.

In the fifth mural, under the leadership of the goddess of the night, humans began to fight back and expel monsters.

The sixth mural shows that as more and more people believe in the Night Goddess, some of the original believers were selected by the Night Goddess to become apostles. They conquered the surrounding tribes and established a huge kingdom on this land.

The seventh mural, the eighth mural, the ninth mural.

The next dozen or so murals all record the history of the Kingdom of Essos for thousands of years after its founding, including wars with other kingdoms, power disputes within the dynasty, and even the rise and fall of some alien sects.

Until the twenty-seventh mural, cracks suddenly appeared in the sky, and the evil atmosphere gradually infected the sky!

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