Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 1129

[Chapter 1126 Scorpion (6200 6400 supplement)]

Tsk!

The corrosive attack from the official warlock caused all the nearby soil, rocks, and trees to rot and turn into puddles of viscous liquid. An unpleasant smell spread, instantly transforming the surrounding terrain into a swamp.

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

“You actually used the dispersion technique… Boy, you did a good job…”

A sneer came out.

“Impossible! Even if a formal warlock is hit by my corrosive arrow, it is impossible…” Charlemagne’s voice was filled with extreme horror.

The next moment, he saw a dark figure rushing out of the swamp. With a flick of his hand, he attacked him like a weak and boneless figure!

“Block!”

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

But this time, the beak-shaped palm directly scratched the bloody illusory robe and fell on Charlemagne.

puff!

There was a big hole in his chest, and his beating red heart was faintly visible.

With just one move, Charlemagne was severely injured!

Aaron stood there, a layer of fine black snake scales on his right hand slowly fading away.

The clothes on his body were in tatters, and looking inside from the tatters, the same dark scales could be vaguely seen.

——Snake scale technique!

“Is this the strength of a first-level warlock? It’s too weak…”

A heavy expression of disappointment appeared on Aaron’s face: “Originally… I thought you could give me more fun…”

“Ahem !”

Charlemagne wanted to say something more, 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…you know…I! What he is best at… is the subject of curses!”

Charlemagne touched the tattoo on his cheek with his finger stained with blood.

Click, click!

The next moment, the tattooed scorpion on his face seemed to come alive, making the sound of mechanically rotating gears and moving around his face.

“I…offer my life as a sacrifice to curse the enemies in front of me!”

Charlemagne looked ferocious and spit out the last curse: “Manning!!!”

Buzz!

A terrible curse was formed.

As a curser, the most terrifying method is undoubtedly to sacrifice one’s own life and curse the enemy!

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

And now… all these conditions are extremely unfavorable to Aaron!

After reciting the words that opened the curse, Charlemagne lowered his head, and the breath of life quickly dissipated from his body.

Not only that, the flesh and blood on his body shriveled up in an instant and turned into a mummy…

Only a green scorpion tattoo remained in the void.

It seems to be living in the void, and every joint on its body is alive.

suddenly!

The scorpion’s back split open, and an eye emerged: “It’s really delicious… Since the contractor has given everything he has, I… Manning’s scorpion will also curse his enemy… The enemy is… eh?! “

My eyes widened to the limit, as if I saw something unbelievable.

Then, on Aaron’s body, curses that were extremely strong appeared one after another!

Among them, there is not only the figure of a mutilated woman, but also traces of the scales of a big snake… and even a pair of broken wings that cover the sky and the sun, hugging Aaron from both sides, like some kind of protection.

“So many…”

“So many high-ranking beings?”

Manning’s Scorpion’s eyes suddenly closed: “Can I go back now?”

In any case, the situation with this cursed object is too weird.

It kind of wants to slip away…

As for the contract with Charlemagne? This human being was able to sign a curse contract with him because of his shamelessness, and it was not very binding on him…

And looking at the situation here, even if the gecko had its tail cut off, it would still have to escape!

It is just a weak, pitiful, and helpless magical creature that does not want to get involved in so many big boss fights – it will kill the scorpion!

“No!”

The next moment, Aaron stretched out his hand and grabbed the scorpion between reality and illusion: “Since you helped Charlemagne curse me, you are my enemy. Why should I let go of mine?” Enemy?”

The eyes on the scorpion’s back rolled and he found a gray beak that was almost touching his eyeballs.

There was an inescapable feeling.

It couldn’t help but make a whimpering sound: “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 the conditions.

“It’s very simple…”

Manning’s Scorpion immediately waved its tail stinger, and a piece of its tail fell down, turning into a green tome in mid-air.

Every page of the book seems to be carved directly from jasper, giving it a sense of beauty.

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

“We, the Manning Scorpions, are born cursed creatures… This “Book of Curses of Ailan” was originally written 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 the origin of that woman and the snake, and you can go…”

“Origin, origin?”

Eyeballs Suddenly his eyes widened, filled with bloodshot eyes: “Why… why are you forcing me?”

A sense of danger came, causing Aaron to take a few steps back and let go of the scorpion in his hand.

The next moment, the eyeballs swelled to the limit, and countless blood threads squirmed in them, like earthworms… Finally… boom! ! !

A horrific explosion took place.

Just the aftermath turned the nearby castle into ruins.

“Would you rather die as a clone than say those two names?”

Aaron murmured, removing the snake scale defense on his body: “It seems… it seems like you have provoked something terrible…”

…

it’s night time.

Aaron left the semi-abandoned castle directly and came to another lakeside villa for vacation.

night.

The lights were dim.

He took out “Ailan’s Curse Book” and placed it on the desk.

Just when Aaron was about to open the cursed book, the green scorpion came to life, waving its two large claws at him and hissing in its mouth.

“Asking for a sacrifice from me? Reading this book… requires the pure soul of an innocent person every hour?”

A sneer appeared on the corner of Aaron’s mouth, facing the red-eyed Jade Scorpion: “I think you are tired of living. How dare you blackmail me?”

After some repairs, the Jade Scorpion became swollen and half of the red light in his eyes disappeared. He let go of his tail and opened the Book of Curses to the title page.

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

But the next moment, this face came to life, with an extremely frightened expression: “Save me…save me…please…”

Aaron’s expression remained unchanged, and he turned to the first page: “The curse is a warlock. One of the eight major spells… It is a rather mysterious and difficult to master type… Next, I will talk about the three major elements of curse…”

“Among the many known cursed creatures, the most suitable ones are contracted as familiars. It’s the Cursed Crow and Manning’s Scorpion!”

…

“Is it very powerful?”

Aaron thought about the scorpion he encountered, and his feeling was just average.

He calmed down and continued to read, and found that the curse technique was indeed strange, and it was almost a surefire kill for ordinary people and sorcerer apprentices who were lower than the caster!

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

For example, Charlemagne’s decisive blow… Okay, this is a counter-example…

“Among the many curses, the curse cast at the cost of giving up life is the most terrifying one…”

“But there is more than life. Curse an even more terrifying existence…”

Line after line of text emerged from the turquoise pages, and even blood continued to seep down.

“Curse is related to personality…”

“Some high-ranking beings…such as warlocks above level seven…the places they have stayed and the things they have done…all have a certain probability of becoming ‘rituals’, causing misunderstandings to happen.” The entrant is cursed… When a level 8 warlock reaches this level, this probability becomes ‘inevitable’!”

“Once upon a time, a level 4 warlock broke into XXXX, and then… he only lasted for ten years. A large number of warlocks gathered around and turned into a pool of pus and blood! “

“When encountering a high-level curse, there is no way to remove it…unless one fights one’s character with one’s character!”

…

Aaron turned to the last page, thoughtfully. He touched his chin.

He had a hunch that he might have encountered a high-level curse!

As for why he’s not dead yet?

The first reason for this is naturally because of the powerful seal.

The second reason is probably because of his special nature?

An ordinary warlock might not be able to survive these illusions for several days!

“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 entire book.

“What a greedy little guy…and very courageous.”

Being frightened by him, the little scorpion quickly flicked its tail and put on a pose that you can just watch.

Aaron smiled slightly, there was a lot in the Book of Curses, and even by studying it, ordinary talented people might embark on the path of a Cursed Warlock.

But for him, the important information was only a few sentences.

The rest can only be regarded as average. At most, they can be used as a reference due to the different dimensions.

“Traces left by high-ranking beings?”

“It seems… that the continent of Aderson was abandoned by the warlocks not just because of its barrenness?”

Aaron yawned and looked at the curse mark on the back of his hand: “But …I still have time, let’s wait and see…”

The Book of Curses introduced that most curses will slowly weaken with the passage of time.

After all, there is an issue of energy consumption.

And the only curse that will never reverse must involve a seventh-level warlock or above!

…

For ordinary people on the continent of Aderson, they have no idea what a formal warlock represents.

It is precisely because of ignorance that we can live happily.

But for those warlock families, the weight of the ‘Wings of Hermes’ in their hearts has been infinitely elevated.

After all… even the most powerful warlock families are just old antiques with high-level warlock apprentices hidden in the family. They can barely perform a few powerful attacks with the help of a few bloodline props made by their ancestors.

They rarely even take action.

A formal warlock could completely sweep across the entire continent of Aderson, but he failed on the Wings of Hermes. This was enough for them to increase the danger level of this organization, and even make them fearful and fearful…

But all of this Aaron… It doesn’t matter.

As time changes, year after year passes quickly.

A big event also happened during this period.

An official warlock of the Misri family, Turin, returned to the continent of Adson.

She has lived for a long time, and has reached the point where the warlock’s methods cannot extend her life, so she can only return to her hometown to wait for death.

After hearing that the Wings of Hermes might have an official warlock, the old warlock searched for traces of Aaron on the continent regardless of his old age.

And then…her plan failed ignominiously.

Aaron simply avoided seeing him.

Unlike the parallel importer Charlemagne, this old woman from Turin is a warlock who has lived to the end of her life. Her willpower and combat experience are extremely rich. In her later years, when she was going crazy, she would do anything to ensure her family’s status. All normal.

Therefore, Aaron chose to give up.

Then, he waited for the news that the other party had died of old age…

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

…

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

It’s the day of the annual apprentice selection again.

Teams of carriages full of hope sent talented children to the Star Heights.

From the airship, several warlock apprentices with curious eyes also walked down.

“Is this the continent of Aderson, where my father once lived? Isn’t it not that good?”

A black-robed apprentice looked at the scenery outside, with disappointment flashing across his face: “The thin power of chaos in the air is simply… Suffocate me!”

“Louis, you won’t die if you don’t say a word.”

Another tall female apprentice wearing a white robe had a look of solemnity on her face: “My mother told me to come here to find Helmer. Wings of Si, that organization has the method to purify the blood of the bloodthirsty crazy bird in us!”

“Our ancestors once served as experimental subjects called demon hunters. Although they later became warlock apprentices and restored their fertility, the influence of the bloodline is too great… If we cannot purify the bloodline, we will never be able to be promoted to official warlocks in our lives! “

I listen to you, Linda!”

Another chubby apprentice said: “We finally got the tickets and we must act as soon as possible… The airship will wait for us for up to half a month! Where should we start?”

Linda smiled slightly: “You don’t have to worry about this, I have the contact information of Wings of Hermes!”

“In that case…”

A look of emotion appeared on Louis’ face: “How about we…”

(End of chapter)