Curse: Red Blood Son

As they flew, the outline of the mountainous area gradually emerged in the night.

It was a desolate and mysterious land, hiding countless secrets and dangers.

However, with the current strength of the two, there should not be many cursed spirits that can threaten them.

But many sorcerers died because of their own carelessness, and there were countless cases of boats capsizing in the gutter.

So they would take even the smallest tasks seriously, which was the survival rule taught to them by the Night Moth Orthodoxy.

"Because the number of villagers is small, the cursed spirits born are not strong, but according to the information in the task book, the damage caused by these seemingly weak cursed spirits is extremely tragic, and there are many deaths, which is really puzzling."

Sugar Oil Jie said.

The black hair swayed gently in the breeze, setting off his slightly pale face.

"Because the damage is not entirely caused by the cursed spirits, people's fear can inspire endless malice and madness. Sometimes, the human heart is more terrible than the cursed spirits."

Kamoki's voice was steady and powerful, and he looked ahead with a firm look.

"I understand this truth, but sometimes I dare not think deeply, for fear that my belief that 'the sorcerer exists to protect non-sorcerers' will be shaken."

Xiayou Jie sighed softly.

"You can't do this, Jie."

Kamoshu turned to look at Xiayou Jie and continued.

"In our plan, you are to become the leader who leads non-sorcerers to recognize the truth of this world."

"As the leader of the crowd, you yourself must not be confused. Face the darkness in your heart, without any prejudice, and accept the real you, Jie."

Kamoshu said gently, as if he could dispel the fog in Xiayou Jie's heart.

"But I'm a little scared, what if I find myself..." Xiayou Jie's words were interrupted, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

"No, the Xiayou Jie I know is a gentle person, but sometimes he is too gentle, but a little cruel to himself."

Kamoshu smiled and shook his head and said.

"Don't worry, I'm here. If you want to do something out of line, I will stop you."

After hearing this, Xia Yujie raised his mouth slightly and showed a bitter smile.

"Your words are really reassuring, and I always feel that you are more like a leader than me. I have been brainwashed by you unconsciously. After all, I remember that I never thought about becoming a leader when I was a child."

He said softly.

"By the way, Shu, you should be stronger than me and Wu now. I can't see through you more and more now."

Xia Yujie looked into Kamo Shu's eyes and said.

"Probably, after all, I can't say for sure without really fighting once, but I think it should be no problem to stop you from going crazy."

Kamo Shu gave Xia Yujie an ambiguous answer.

The night wind blew gently, and the figures of the two people looked more determined and taller in the moonlight.

The two quickly arrived at the mission site, and what came into view was an extremely backward small village.

There are almost no modern industrial products in the village, and the villagers still use the most primitive agricultural production tools, as if time has stopped here.

They patrolled the village and soon found a third-level cursed spirit.

This cursed spirit flickered faintly in the night and blended into the surrounding darkness.

Due to the huge difference in level, Xia Yujie did not hesitate to launch the cursed spirit manipulation technique, releasing a cursed spirit to swallow the cursed spirit in front of him.

The strength is too weak, and there is no value in collection at all.

The whole process was silent and did not attract the attention of the villagers at all.

"It's just a third-level cursed spirit, and it's an honor for us two special-level cursers to exorcise it."

Xia Yujie joked.

"There is no way, the cursed spirit is seriously short of manpower, so the capable have to do more work. The cursed spirit has been solved, let's explain it to the village chief, so that they will not continue to be suspicious."

Kamo Tree suggested.

"I hope this situation can end in our hands. It is Wu's task to discover potential sorcerers. I wonder if he is doing well. Wait! There is a problem."

Suguru Geto suddenly stopped while talking, frowning slightly.

As Suguru Geto's curse spirit manipulation skills become increasingly powerful, he can now clearly perceive the emotions of the curse spirit after exorcising the curse spirit, and even some memories that he does not want to forget even if he dies.

Originally, he and Kamo Tree guessed that this curse spirit should be formed by the fear of the villagers.

However, when Suguru Geto exorcised this curse spirit, he found that its emotions were more resentment and anger. Although there was fear, it seemed insignificant in comparison.

This made him feelIt was a bit strange, because this situation was more like a cursed spirit created by a cursed sorcerer who was killed by a non-magician.

"The truth of the matter doesn't seem to be what the village chief said."

Kamoshu pondered.

"What do you want to do now? Investigate the truth?"

Kamoshu asked.

"Don't bother. I have a cursed spirit that can be used in this situation."

Kamoshu smiled slightly, and with a flick of his finger, a cursed spirit emitting soft light flew out from his fingertips.

This cursed spirit has a unique shape, like a transparent butterfly, with mysterious patterns flashing on its wings.

"It can make people expose their hidden nature unconsciously and tell the secrets in their hearts."

"The cursed spirit manipulation technique is really comprehensive."

Kamoshu exclaimed, his eyes full of admiration and awe for Kamoshu's ability.

Without any hesitation, the two came straight to the slightly mottled wooden door of the village chief's house.

It was late at night, and the village was immersed in tranquility, with only the occasional sound of insects breaking the silence.

Xia Yujie and Kamoshu hid in the dark tacitly, like two shadows in the night, blending into the surrounding environment.

Xia Yujie gently raised his hand, moved his fingertips slightly, and controlled his curse spirit.

The butterfly curse spirit flapped its wings lightly and flew into the village chief's room silently.

In the room, a dim oil lamp swayed with a faint light, reflecting the weathered faces of the village chief and his wife.

They were sitting around a worn wooden table, discussing the content of dinner in a low voice, with simple and warm smiles on their faces.

However, when the butterfly curse spirit gently sprinkled some phosphorus powder on the village chief and his wife, the content of their conversation changed quietly.

The phosphorus powder flickered slightly under the light, as if covering the old couple with a mysterious veil.

The conversation between the village head and his wife began to become strange, and the originally warm atmosphere was replaced by an inexplicable tension.

Their eyes revealed deep worry and fear, as if they were pulled by some invisible force, and their words revealed a series of hidden secrets.

"This... I didn't expect it to be like this." Kamoki said in a low voice.