Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

"Since you don't know where the real crown went, get out now and get it back!"

"Aye, aye."

Shura's servants immediately rolled out of the palace.

…

Haha.

Moon Bell narrowed her eyes and smiled at the chaotic crowd below.

However, this did not matter.

As long as that crown could be in her hands.

The crow's pupils suddenly turned white, and the lights in the entire palace instantly went out.

Endless darkness engulfed the entire palace!

"Who is it?!"

Shura gripped the sword at his side and looked around warily.

He had learned Forbidden Spells from Massey when he was young. Although he did not master them, he could still feel the fluctuations of magic power!

Shura frowned.

It was exactly as he had guessed. There was a Forbidden Spellcaster hidden in the Kingdom of Dwarfs!

Beads of sweat appeared on Shura's forehead.

With the destructive power of that Forbidden Spellcaster, it would be a piece of cake for him to kill them.

Shura swallowed nervously.

If he had known earlier, he would have come back later to loot the spoils of war.

"Your Highness, you don't have to be so nervous."

An illusory voice came from afar.

Moon Bell's crow form silently descended to the ground and turned back into a glowing moon-white beauty.

Soft footsteps sounded beside Shura.

"After all, I'm only here to get some things I need."

Moon Bell bent down to pick up the crown and casually put it on her wrist.

'You think I don't know what the hell you're up to? Despicable Dwarf!'

Shura suddenly drew his sword and said sternly.

"If you really just came to get something, would you do this?!"

His heart was beating rapidly in his chest.

His breathing and heartbeat inevitably sped up.

"Dwarf… Haha."

Moon Bell covered her mouth and laughed softly.

This smile made Shura even more nervous.

"Your Highness, with all due respect. Do you think I'm as stupid as a Dwarf?"

After saying that, Moon Bell tiptoed around Shura's back and tapped it lightly.

"Don't touch me!"

Shura's body trembled, and he immediately swung his sword behind him.

"Clang!"

The exquisite candlestick was cut in half by Shura and fell to the ground in a mess.

"Don't be nervous. I'm just teasing you."

Moon Bell giggled evilly.

"Cut the crap. Today, it's either you or me who will die today!"

Hearing the laughter, Shura moved and stabbed forward without hesitation!

"Rip—"

The curtains beside the window cracked open.

"You missed."

Moon Bell stood by the curtains and chuckled.

"Your Highness Shura, why must you be so hostile toward me?"

"Why don't the two of us sit down and have a good chat?"

"You killed hundreds of thousands of people in our empire, and you dare to say that there's no hostility?"

"Hurry up and attack. I know how strong you are. If you want to kill me, be straightforward!"

There was a long silence in the darkness.

"…If you say so."

Moon Bell looked at Shura with pity.

After living for so long, this was the first time she had seen such a ruthless attitude.

She had planned to take the crown away and tease him a little before leaving.

But since he asked, she had no reason to let him go.

The nails on Moon Bell's hand flashed with a silver-blue cold light.

The firefly's transparent membrane wings flapped slightly on Moon Bell's nails.

One less enemy meant one less danger.

"I was planning to kill all the Humans in the Kingdom of Dwarfs."

"Since Your Highness has said so, let's start with you."

In the blink of an eye, countless blue fireflies lit up beside Moon Bell.

The moon-white, pointy-eared beauty narrowed her eyes slightly and inadvertently tied up her long hair.

The moment he saw Moon Bell's appearance, Shura's sword fell to the ground.

"Clang."

"You are a Dark Elf."

"Precisely."

Moon Bell smiled, and countless fireflies instantly pounced at Shura.

The moment it touched the Shura's skin, the fireflies instantly exploded.

Raging flames ignited on Shura's body.

"Ahhhhh—"

Shura's image was completely gone. He lay on the ground and kept rolling.

"Listen carefully."

Moon Bell slowly sat on the throne and fiddled with the crown on her wrist. Her eyes gradually turned cold.

"From today onwards, the Dwarf Kingdom is the territory of the Dark Elves."

"Even if it's occupied by you Humans, it's useless."

"We will start from this city and push forward bit by bit. In the end, we will take back all the territory that you Humans occupy!"

She looked at the Shura that had gradually stopped struggling and turned into a pile of charcoal.

A smile appeared on Moon Bell's face.

The war had begun.

"Your Highness Shura, Your Highness Shura, what happened to you just now?"

Moon Bell looked at the door.

After the scream just now, the guard at the door seemed to have sensed that something was wrong.

For a moment, she was having too much fun. Looks like they had discovered her.

Moon Bell chuckled. Her entire body was covered in dark blue feathers.

In the blink of an eye, a dark blue crow flew out of the palace window with a crown in its mouth.

…

"What's going on? Why hasn't His Highness Shura made a sound?"

"I don't know."

The guard at the door banged on the door in a panic.

"Your Highness Shura, are you still inside? If you are, answer me!"

He was clearly fine just now. Why was there suddenly no sound?

"Get out of the way!"

A burly Human guard carried a battering ram and slammed it against the palace door.

THUD!

Boom!

Dong!

The door of the palace suddenly opened.

The sunlight outside the house naturally penetrated through the door.

Endless darkness turned into black spots of light and silently fused into the environment.

A strong smell of burning came from inside the palace.

"Shura… Your Highness?"

The three guards immediately noticed the black figure lying on the ground.

"Your Highness Shura!"

One of the guards suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He quickly rushed forward and tried to carry His Highness in a panic.

However, the moment his hands touched Shura, *

Crack!

Prince Shura, who had already been roasted into charcoal, instantly split into three parts in his hand.

Thump… thump…

Shura's head rolled on the ground two or three times before finally stopping.

His last terrified face was forever fixed on charcoal.

The guard who was the first to hug him instantly retreated in fear and fell to the ground.

"Oh no, something happened to His Highness Shura!"

"What?!"

The other two guards quickly rushed forward.

When they saw the body, they gasped.

"This… this…"

"This death look is exactly the same as the hundreds of thousands of troops in the wasteland!"

"Quickly report this to His Majesty!"