God-level Demon Hunter

A magical mirror with an ominous aura lingering on its surface.

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"The glass material and manufacturing process are unusual..." Roy finished observing, rubbed his palm on the mirror, turned and glanced at Ignacio, "But there is nothing wrong with it just by looking at it, can we open it?"

"If you can solve this problem, you two can do it!" Ignatius gritted his teeth and nodded, "Mary has passed away, and there are no female relatives in the family. What's the point of keeping it? You two do it."

No matter how hard a mirror is made of glass, it is not as hard as steel. The bald man poured the mirror face down on the ground, and then tapped lightly along the back of the mirror with a steel sword.

When he stopped what he was doing, the mirror was actually intact.

"There is indeed a problem."

The two exchanged glances, and put Kunn on the body with five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, the left hand suddenly pushed towards the mirror!

"Bang!" After a short and dull sound of air crackling, Alder blasted the mirror into a pile of fragmented glass residues that piled up all over the floor.

The demon hunter's pupils swept across the debris, and instantly found an abnormal bulge.

"This is—" Lei Suo put on his iron glove and brushed away the shards of glass. The next moment, a small dark brown book was exposed in the eyes of the three of them.This handbook is about the size of a palm. It is made of unknown materials. The whole body is soft and tough, and it will not be broken no matter how hard you try. The shattered glass shards did not leave a trace of scratches on it.

The three of them formed a circle curiously, and Lei Suo read out the twisted tadpole-like text on the surface of the manual, "Book of Bones..."

He turned straight to the first page.

Suddenly, a fishy smell that made people want to vomit came to the face, like a dead body that had rotted and fermented for an unknown number of days.Ignacio immediately retched while clutching his throat, while the two witchers sniffled. They felt that what they held was not a book, but a pile of sticky blood and minced meat.

At the same time, on the first page, the blood-red text came into view, and the cold warning seemed to come from hell.

"Whoever reads this book, the descendants will be plagued by bad luck and perish forever!"

Chapter 15 Necromancy: Reincarnation

"Damn it!" Ignacio gasped violently, retreated like a snake and scorpion, and retreated to the corner, still full of horror, "Why is there such an extremely evil thing in the mirror left by my great-grandmother?"

At this time, Ignacio wanted to understand some key points no matter how dull he was, "Great...Master, could it be that the spellcaster you mentioned is Jennifer Villeres, who cast a curse on her family?"

Roy shook his head and sighed, "Most female sorceresses can't reproduce. If your great-grandmother was a sorceress, then the Virileis family would probably cease to exist, and you wouldn't be where you are today."

"It's not her? That's okay..." Ignacio breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, the words of the witcher made him nervous again.

"Jennifer may not be a spellcaster, but she cast the spell of the Virileis family herself!"

"What? Mortals can cast curses!?"

"Be quiet, sir!" Roy said in a cold voice, "No accident, the secrets about your great-grandmother, the mark on your head, the doom of the Virileis family, all the answers are in this book. After finishing speaking, the witcher turned to the dazed bald man,

"You know what I thought of, Lesso."

The big man's fingers stopped in mid-air, and he didn't continue to flip.

"What do you mean brat?"

"Look at the name, "Book of Bones". Bones mean death. This book reminds me of a forbidden witchcraft—necromancy."

As a witcher, why would I know about this forbidden witchcraft?

Roy once curiously collected information about the Heart of Stone, Ogierd summoning the gatekeeper of the abyss, cats and dogs, and then accidentally discovered a brand new world - Summoning Magic (Devil Summoning)

There are many schools of witchcraft in this world, one of which is banned by all wizarding colleges, and researchers will become the public enemy of all wizarding colleges in the entire continent, it is called black magic.

The black arts included evocation, and what he believed to be necromancy as recorded in this pamphlet.

Lei Suo raised his eyebrows, "Where did you hear this?"

"You forgot my bloodline ability? This is a piece of knowledge that I spied on by accident."

"Keep turning, or are you scared?" Roy glanced over the bright red warning, feeling his scalp tingling.

"Witchers can't reproduce. What use is this warning to us?"

After Lei Suo finished speaking, he turned to the second page casually. The second page was not the content of the bone book, but a piece of yellowed paper inserted in the middle, covered with elegant handwriting.

"This is...Jennifer Villiers' self-report?"

"Leaving it from my ancestors?" Ignatius squeezed his nose and leaned over.

The eyes of the three were concentrated on this thin piece of paper.

"The more beautiful you are when you are young, the more painful it will be when you are old!

I used to have silk-smooth skin, the appearance and figure that made the world amazed and obsessed, but now it has become a nightmare.My youth was gone, my beauty withered, and I became a wrinkled old woman with a bloated waist.

Although my dearest Leon, my children still love me, I cannot accept myself.I'm so tormented inside, I'm going crazy!

I can no longer tell whether it is an illusion or not, I can see the mocking eyes of the young maids around me almost every moment.

I can not be reconciled!I pray to the most devout faith, the goddess Meritelli, but she won't give me an answer!

I asked for help from the most famous alchemist in the city, and he mentioned the beauty elixir, but he missed the blood of the sun.

I was so desperate that I didn't even dare to see people lock myself in the room all day, feeling that my body was withering day by day like the pot of chamomile on the windowsill.My world turned gray, and I... would rather die than live.

But sometimes accidents come inadvertently——

Glancing down through the window sill, I saw him...he was dressed poorly and had no striking appearance, like an ordinary country merchant, but possessed all kinds of weird and magical means that I couldn't describe in words.

He offered me a deal to teach me the ways of eternal youth, but at a high price... and I, a drowning man desperate to grab the rope... I said yes.

He gave me a book and a 'toy' with it... Forbidden witchcraft?I didn't understand what that meant at the time, but I'd give anything to never have to face that wrinkled old face—

Even if you fall into the abyss forever! "

The autobiography ended here, followed by the sound of Ignacio swallowing hard, but his lips moved without opening his mouth, his eyes continued to follow the witcher's fingers.

On the next page, at the top of the book of bones, there is a row of striking black characters written in a standard common language:

"Mortals don't live as long as elves and dwarves, but they can still enjoy long life and youth!"

— Necromancy: Reincarnation

The handwriting is no longer blood-like red, but pure black.Rows of distorted fonts were also mixed with densely packed uneven fine particles, and besides the disgusting smell of rotting flesh and blood on the first page, there was a faint smell of ashes.

"The paper of this book..." Lei Suo's face was tense, and his fingers gently stroked the pages of the book. "It is made of human skin, and the ink for writing is mixed with ashes."

Ignatius clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and muttered, "Human skin? Bone ash ink... God, is this book written by a demon?"

"Devil?" Roy thought about the word, and then thought of Jennifer's self-report before, a special sense of familiarity emerged, "Who would be the one who bewitched Jennifer? And what price does he need Jennifer to pay?"

"This is White Orchard..."Book of Bones" is hidden in the mirror...Why do I feel so familiar...but I can't remember it."

The memory seemed to be sealed... Roy scratched his hair a little anxiously, his face was cloudy, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.There is such a touch of inspiration that is so far away that it always retreats into the darkness when he is about to catch it.

Lei Suo patted him on the shoulder suddenly, "Little devil, if you can't stand the excitement, don't watch..."

Roy shook his head, cleared away his complicated thoughts, and returned his attention to "Book of Bones".

This book is very thin, only five pages in total, and all the content in the book is used to describe the witchcraft of "Necromancer: Reincarnation".

"Verbena, aconite, parsley leaves, cedenidium... crushed, dried, and made into a mixed solution."

"Water Ghost Brain, Evil Spirit Dust, Crow's Eye, Ghost Needle Straw Mushroom, Caster's Blood... Make it into a tattoo potion."

"Abstinence for four weeks."

"Bath and cleanse the body and soul of dirt with formulated herbs."

"On a night when there is no starlight and the moonlight is blocked, drink the mixed solution, and use the tattoo potion to imprint sacrificial symbols on the left and right wrists, abdomen, left and right calves, and the skin on the top of the head..."

In addition to complicated text explanations, the book is also equipped with vivid illustrations: anatomical diagrams explaining the structure of the human body, diagrams of the relationship between the human body and magical energy...

The more Roy watched, the more frightened he was. As early as in the Temple of Melitelli, he had heard from Coral that almost all spells needed magic power as a medium to cast them.And mortals, even after learning the whole process of a certain spell, cannot release it, but Necromancy breaks this iron law, and it can even be said that this "Necromantic: Reincarnation" is specially created for mortals.

Wizards have a long lifespan, and the beauty transformed by magic does not use this spell.

"No wonder necromancy is called forbidden witchcraft."

Magic power is not used in the process of performing the spell, as long as a mortal who can read and write can follow the records in the book of bones, step by step to the end.

"Look at this sentence..." Lei Suo pointed to a row of words in the bone book, "After the witchcraft is over, a direct descendant who has a blood relationship with the caster and the spouse will appear on the body of the sacrificial talisman. The sacrificial talisman continues with the direct bloodline."

This can explain the birthmarks on Ignacio and his relatives. Among Jennifer's three children, the sacrificial talisman must have appeared on Sarah, the only daughter.

"After the caster dies for a period of time, the bones are transformed into demon spirits, and they will instinctively search for bloodline descendants with sacrificial talismans in order to occupy their bodies."

"So that's how it is." Roy suddenly realized, turned his face and said to Lei Suo, "I went to the tomb of Viriles to confirm it in the morning, just as you guessed, the remains of the three women's coffins disappeared... Now it seems that this is because they turned into demon spirits and returned to the castle to seize the flesh of their offspring. The three piles of evil spirit dust on the ceiling are the evidence."

"Take...the offspring...the body...?" Ignatius who was listening next to him licked his dry lips, "What do you mean by this, Master?"

Roy turned his head and looked strangely, "It means that after your great-grandmother died, she took your great-grandmother's body, and after your great-grandmother died, she took your grandmother's body..."

"Women's power is not to commemorate the achievements of their ancestors, but the rules set by Jennifer Viriles in order to maintain her rule over the family."

"Why did your mother, Mary, risk her life to have a daughter? Because you have lost your fertility and have no daughter, she can only come by herself. As a target for rebirth!"

"The source of the curse of the Viriles family, the caster, is your ancestor, Jennifer Viriles!"

"Stop!" Ignatius raised his hand in panic to stop the witcher from speaking, his face was covered in cold sweat and his tone trembled, "Grandmother...Mary...how could it be...Master, are you scaring me?"

"Accept the reality, sir," Roy's voice was bone-chillingly cold, "Villiers family, the women of your line are all one person from beginning to end, and they are all your first-generation ancestors——Jennifer Viley Lace!"

"No!" Ignacio yelled and hit the wall, his whole body sat on the ground, his face was bloodless, and his heart seemed ashamed.

"Read this passage again, Roy." There are a few remarks at the end of the book of bones,

"If the caster is a woman, only the body of the female descendant can be taken. If the caster is a man, the same is true."

"It's a bit strange... It's not okay to change gender after reincarnation?" Roy complained, "Could it be that the soul has something to do with gender?"

"Who knows?" Letho said. "You can ask Rita Needle for advice when you get a chance."

"Anyone who wears a sacrificial talisman will live with bad luck. Accidents and diseases may take their lives at any time. The caster also circulates here."

"This means..." Roy thought, "If the caster dies without descendants, he can only become a demon spirit forever."

"The closer the descendant's bloodline is to the caster, the more memories will be preserved after reincarnation."

"Then, the Virileis family has intermarried with foreigners generation after generation, and the blood is getting weaker and weaker. Jennifer should retain less and less memory." Roy thought, "Is it possible that after a certain reincarnation, Will she completely forget the content of necromancy?"

No one can answer that question except Jennifer.

The content of the Book of Bones ends here.

It took the two demon hunters a lot of time to digest this massive amount of information.

And Sir Ignatius also recovered a little bit of reason from the shock, but when he thought of the mother who raised him, his body was occupied by the ancestors of the family, and he was with himself... an unspeakable feeling of pain and sorrow surged in his heart. despair.

"At least... figure out the root of my family's misfortune... The next step is to get rid of him!" Ignatio wiped the cold sweat off his face, and asked cautiously, "Master, this book... How are you going to deal with it?"

"This is a relic of your ancestors, of course it must be returned to you." Roy gestured and threw the bone book towards Ignacio.

"No, master, don't be joking..." Ignacio wiped his cold sweat and refused, "I don't want this kind of evil thing, I'll give it to you... Yes! Do as you want!"

"Alright," the two witchers exchanged glances. "Then I'll keep this book for you first." Roy said and put the book of bones into his personal space. He actually didn't intend to keep this kind of hot potato.

"Wait until it is finally burned."

"There is the biggest problem right now," Lei Suo said in a deep voice, crossing his arms around his chest. "The source of the curse is your ancestor, Mrs. Jennifer. As long as you get rid of her, the bad luck of the Virileis family will definitely be broken. But she became The banshee disappeared..."

"According to the records in the Bone Book, after she left the tomb, she would go to find her female descendants to seek reincarnation. But she didn't return to Amavett Castle. Sir, do you have an illegitimate daughter outside?"

"No..." Ignatius screamed suddenly, as if stung by a bee, "I've never met another woman! My children are all dead, and I have no children or sisters now."

"Think again..."

"I'm sure!"

"Or, let's ask Butler Grant, sir, you are often drunk, maybe one day you can't control your body."

The witcher found the butler, who thought hard for a long time after listening,

"Master's illegitimate son... I'm not sure..."

"Not sure?" Ignacio asked in surprise, "Have I ever messed up after drinking?"

"Sir, have you forgotten?" Grant looked carefully at Sir's expression, and said respectfully, "More than a year ago, you once got drunk and broke into the wedding of a resident of White Orchard, and harassed the wedding party. The bride forcibly exercised the right of the first... night. But I think, one time... probably won't win."

The witcher remembered it when he heard it. Grant had mentioned it to them after he was hypnotized.

"Who is the bride and where is it?!" Ignacio's voice was stern, his expression was crazy, and he was a little overjoyed. He suddenly realized—maybe he still has offspring.

"God bless, finally the Virileis family has not been left behind!"

"At the time, it was a villain who took care of the master. I just remember that the bride was the wife of Bram, the farmer of White Orchard... who lived in the house on the east side of the village." Grant recalled, "She is now a widow to be exact, and her Husband Bram has passed away due to illness."