Calamity Crown

Crown of Calamity Author: Decadent Dragon

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Death is like the wind, and disaster follows!

When I put on the crown...

Never bow your head!

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Facing the death of his grandfather, the disappearance of his parents, uncles, aunts, and cousins ​​in just one month, Goethe, who had traveled through it, was in great debt, and the next one was his terrible situation... He couldn't help but smile, ready to turn everything over.

Fleshgate

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I almost got everything I wanted. - Goethe

Chapter 1 Good night

At night, lit candles dispel the misty darkness.

Goethe knelt on the ground, dipping his finger in his brother's blood and drawing the ceremony.

"Hard, you'll forgive me, won't you?"

"This is for revenge!"

"To avenge my grandfather, my parents, my aunts, my uncles, and Bruce!"

"You will forgive me, my brother, hahaha."

The flames reflected in the young man's dark pupils were full of tears, but there was a wild smile on the corner of his mouth.

More candles were subsequently lit.

The young man began to chant the mantra silently.

In an instant, pain came from the heart.

Boom!

dong dong!

Boom boom boom!

The heart was beating violently, as if it was about to explode.

However, the young man gritted his teeth and persisted!

He must persist!

This is the 'Secret Ritual' that he bought from his friend after he exhausted everything - it can summon a powerful 'Spirit of Vengeance' that obeys his orders.

As long as he has this 'Spirit of Vengeance', he can find the murderer who kept killing his family in the dark, avenge his family, and revive the 'Wayne' family.

All you need is this 'Spirit of Vengeance'!

Young people are firm in their beliefs.

Even if his heart felt like a knife was being twisted, and his whole body began to fester, he never wavered.

He ignored the maggots crawling out of the festering parts of his body, and just silently recited the spell byte by byte.

And when the rituals of the ceremony began to glow scarlet in the young man's blurred vision, he became more determined.

Especially when he saw a vague figure appearing in the ceremony, the young man immediately raised his palm and pressed it toward that figure—the 'Spirit of Vengeance' is powerful, but also dangerous, and must be summoned , at the weakest moment, it can be controlled only by completing the 'Blood Pact' with blood.

The young man has already accelerated as much as possible, but that speed is not flattering.

After all, it was unexpected that a person whose whole body was festered to the point where the bones could be seen, and whose internal organs were eaten by maggots, could still move.

And Zhao Wumian, who was standing in the ceremony, was amazed at the illusion and brilliance in front of him, when he suddenly saw a bloody, zombie-like monster rushing towards him, subconsciously swung the big Wusu in his hand, smashed down.

Snapped!

And half a bottle of beer was broken.

Liquor and glass shards splashed everywhere.

The young man who had already reached his limit fell to the ground without a sound.

Zhao Wumian looked at the monster lying at his feet with a dazed expression.

"I'm obviously drinking and drinking, what's the situation now...?"

What made Zhao Wumian even more confused was that the moment the monster fell to the ground, the monster's body turned into flying ash, just like holding a half-burned cigarette between fingers, suddenly the hand trembled, and the first half of the ash fell to the ground , scattered all over the place.

call!

Without waiting for Zhao Wumian to react, the brilliance on the ritual track flickered again, and the ashes seemed to be blown by a gust of wind, just entwined around his body.

Then, a piece of memory began to appear like a movie.

Goethe, a carefree childhood, loved his parents and grandfather.

and also……

Study pose with governess.

Go to the garden club for practice poses.

Life is colorful.

Everything is so beautiful and enviable.

However, the second half changed suddenly.

In less than a month, the grandfather died of an illness suddenly, and his parents disappeared afterwards. When Goethe was grieving, the three uncles, aunt and three cousins ​​also disappeared overnight.

The only aunt also disappeared on the way to the police station.

Then, the originally wealthy family broke out in large-scale debt.

The death and disappearance of relatives, and the sudden financial difficulties immediately put Goethe, a carefree young man, in a situation of bewilderment.

Then, Goethe's "friend" extended a helping hand, saying that he could help him, and only needed to complete a ceremony.

Zhao Wumian looked at the picture of Goethe smashing the back of his younger brother's head with a silver candlestick, and couldn't help curling the corner of his mouth.

"In order to restore the original beauty, he chooses to sacrifice others without hesitation... He is a ruthless person, but he chooses to sacrifice the only person he can trust, and he is really an idiot!"

"Sure enough, only such a fool can fail to see that the so-called 'friend' has ulterior motives."

"wrong!"

"I probably guessed it too, I just want to believe what I believe."

"Tsk."

"Everyone is lucky."

"Everyone considers themselves lucky."

"Even if death is imminent, I don't want to believe the truth."

Disdain appeared in Zhao Wumian's eyes, but he commented on Goethe in his heart.

Afterwards, he shook his head. At this moment, the picture in his mind had reached the final stage, and his rationality told him that he should pay more attention to his dire situation—the experience in his hometown had already told him that he wanted to survive in a strange environment. Going down is not so easy.

It's just that so many memories are poured into Zhao Wumian in an instant, making Zhao Wumian feel his temples swell, making it difficult to think effectively, he can only raise his hands and rub his temples, hoping to relieve the pain.

At this time, the brilliance of the ceremony dissipated, and the brilliance of the candles illuminated the entire room again.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Zhao Wumian caught a glimpse of the mirror, and his hands rubbing his temples paused.

He stared at the young man in the mirror who was shirtless, with black hair draped over his shoulders, and a slightly pale complexion, but he still couldn't hide his handsome appearance, and couldn't help being stunned.

That's not him.

Yes, Goethe.

And as he opened his mouth, the boy in the mirror also opened his mouth.

"This……"

Zhao Wumian was stunned.

What he spoke was no longer the words of his hometown, but the words of the world in front of him.

From Goethe's memory he was able to confirm this.

But before Zhao Wumian recovered, lines of strange words began to appear in front of his eyes, which he did not know, nor had he seen in Goethe's memory. Afterwards, these strange words became his last words. Familiar hometown characters——

【…】

【…】

[Text conversion, judging...]

【The judgment is successful! 】

[Thank you for ending the bloodline of the 'Mad King', we will bless you! 】

[Blessings will exist in the way you can understand best! 】

……

The text pauses a bit here.

Then, more words began to emerge——

[Character: Goethe (Zhao Wumian)]

【Age: 19 (31)】

[Race: Human (Spirit of Vengeance. Pseudo)]

【Sex: Male】

【Status: Healthy】

[Title: Bloodline of the Mad King (false), Kinslayer (false)]

[Talent: None]

[Attributes: Heart: 0, Skill: 1.2, Body: 1.4]

[Specialty: None]

[Skills: Unarmed Combat (Beginner), Cold Weapon. Dagger (Beginner), Gunpowder Weapon. Pistol (Basic), First Aid (Basic)]

[Item: Bloody Glory X1]

(Note: Obviously, you're not a cannon fodder, but you're not really powerful!)

……

[Unarmed combat (introductory): After mastering the real basics, you have further strengthened your physique and skills after experiencing many actual combats, and you have become more comfortable when facing amateur boxers; effect: body +0.2 (basic 0.1, entry 0.1) , skill +0.1 (entry 0.1)]

[Cold weapon. Dagger (entry): You have experienced many actual battles with the dagger, have rich business, and you can also use the dagger to perform tricks that dazzle ordinary people; effect: skill +0.1 (entry 0.1)]

[Gunpowder weapon. Pistol (basic): You are already familiar with pistols, and they have a higher hit rate when facing a fixed target within 10 meters]

[First Aid (Basic): You know some first aid knowledge, combined with practice]

……

[Blood Honor (broken beer bottle): This is a remnant of a beer bottle that was once chilled. The production date is very reliable, so the wine it holds is very refreshing, but that was before, and it is at this moment It is just a murder weapon stained with the blood of the mad king. In the eyes of hundreds of witches, this is the supreme comfort. During the long hundred years, they blessed each of these murder weapons, and won the witches. Thank you, you will be able to use this blessing better; Effect: After using this blessing, you can quickly learn a certain skill that you already know but not enough to fix in the skill bar, or improve the existing skill level. 】

(Note 1: When you touch the murder weapon that produces bloody honor, you will automatically receive bloody honor)

(Note 2: The murder weapon that produces bloody honor will not change after losing bloody honor)

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