Encyclopedia of Feanor Continent

Curse spells have been classified as a type of undead magic for a long time, but apart from sounding a bit uncomfortable, they are completely different systems.

Curse spells can be specifically targeted at a certain group of people, such as humans or elves, or can be specifically targeted at one or a few people. The main effect is to put the target into some unfavorable state, such as weakness, disease, frenzy, blindness, or even die.

In fact, there are only a few dozen kinds of curse-type magic, and the symptoms are all traceable, but folks always like to call all unexplainable diseases or bad luck "cursed", which makes curse-type magic popular among people. The horror in my mind is far greater than its actual power. —— "Encyclopedia of Fei Nuo Continent - Magic Chapter"

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The leader of this army is none other than Lafazi who took the lead in massacring the village, he said with confidence: "We were ordered to hunt down a wild mage named Evandel. "

"Then you must have made a mistake." Julian said, "There are no mages in our caravan, let alone wild mages."

Lafazzi sat on the horse and took off his gloves calmly: "You know what a crime is for harboring a wild mage?"

Julian faintly felt that something was wrong, and his tone became anxious: "Of course I know, so I will never do this, Lord Templar, there must be some misunderstanding!"

"Really?" La Fazzi cast his eyes on the mage hiding in the crowd with his hood on: "Evandel, don't hide anymore, I've seen you."

Evandel walked out of the crowd with some helplessness: "Unexpectedly, I was discovered by you."

"Mr. Aiwen...?" Julian looked at Avondel, whose pseudonym was "Aiwen", in disbelief. This knowledgeable and easy-going young man obviously had difficulty connecting with a creature like a "mage".

"And you, shameful traitor." Lafazi looked at Palos, who stood up to protect the mage, "Life is very hard, so you can survive, but that's it."

"You are the shameful traitor!" Palos clenched the sword in his hand and said through gritted teeth, "I just betrayed the fallen Knights Templar, and you betrayed your own beliefs!"

Rafazi said indifferently: "You can talk nonsense as you like, anyway, you are going to die here today."

Julian hurriedly said: "Wait! Lord Templar, the 'you' you mentioned does not include me, right? We are innocent! Mr. Ivan!"

He looked at the mage for help, hoping that the other party could say something kindly to clear the relationship between them. Evandel sighed: "Sorry, I have been hiding it from you before, but it really has nothing to do with you, let me do it myself." Just solve it."

Julian nodded quickly. A caravan with more than a dozen lives here is not the time to show loyalty: "Yes, yes, yes! I don't know anything."

But of course Rafazi would not listen to Julian's one-sided words and let him go: "Do you really know nothing? I will find out when I get to the trial court."

Evandel seemed to have seen the shamelessness of the church for the first time today: "You know what kind of place the Tribunal is. No matter whether the people who are captured are really innocent or not, it is impossible to come out intact. But you still want to arrest these innocent people for trial, do you still have humanity?"

Julian became even more anxious when he heard about it. He had also heard about the horror legends of the Inquisition Chamber, but he just listened to it as something that had nothing to do with him. He wanted to experience the horror of the court for himself, he exclaimed: "You can't do this! My uncle and my family donate so much money to the church every year, how can you do this to me?"

"It's none of my business that your uncle donated money. My mission is to arrest the wild mage and the heretics who assist the wild mage. Everything else is out of my consideration. If you want to blame this mage for dragging you into the water." " La Fazzi said lightly, "Enough nonsense, let's do it!"

Following his order, it was not the Templars who made the first move, but Arkay. At some point, the elf ranger who had sneaked into the bushes by the roadside drew his bow fully. At the moment Rafazi gave the order A fatal arrow was shot at him.

However, as if the heavens felt that the captain of the Templar Knight did not do enough evil, just at this moment, Rafazi adjusted his focus and wanted to draw the sword on the saddle, so he turned his head, and the feathered arrow flew out with a sharp sound of wind. His earlobe skimmed over, tearing off a small piece of flesh, only one centimeter away from the vitals of his neck.

Rafazi covered the wound on his neck in shock: "What are you still doing, shoot!"

The Knights Templar came prepared this time. They used the holy words of exorcism early on to prevent the mage from casting spells, and loaded the crossbow with bolts in advance. They took the crossbow and aimed at Avondel and Pa Ross, and where Alkai was hiding, pulled the trigger in his hand.

Evandel hurriedly pulled the stunned Julian to hide behind the carriage, and Palos followed him and raised his shield to protect them. The crossbow arrows were either nailed to the wooden board of the carriage or were bounced off by Palos' shield.

The other caravan guys were not targeted, so luckily none of them were shot to death. Some of them scrambled and hid behind the carriage, and some fell on the ground with their heads in their arms, hoping that they would not be killed if they did not resist. Lords of the Templar Knights kill.

Alkai nimbly walked through the bushes, rolled and hid behind the trunk of a big tree, and avoided the first round of crossbow arrows. The piercing sound of the wind pierced a Templar's breastplate, leaving only the arrow feathers stuck outside.

Of course, such serious injuries cannot survive, but this team of battle-hardened mage hunters is by no means comparable to a rabble of bandits. The casualties of friendly forces will not scare them off at all, but will only make them more careful. After the first round of crossbows, they didn't need to explain anything, they consciously divided the labor and cooperated. Some people stopped in place to re-string the crossbow, and some drew out their long swords and approached them with their shields.

Phils leaned his back against the wall of the carriage, and nervously clenched the small dagger in his hand: "Let me tell you, I'm not good at dealing with these armored armadillos!"

Palos has already fought with a Templar. He feels that Evandel deliberately caused this situation, so there should be countermeasures, but the mage can no longer cast spells. How are they going to deal with these more than 40 people? A trained Templar?

No matter what, he was determined to protect Avondel until the last moment. Palos smashed away the enemy in front of him with his shield, and blocked another enemy with his sword, preventing them from getting close enough to harm the mage. .

Suddenly he felt a strong dizziness, the shield in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and fell to the ground with a "boom", and the sword was so heavy that he could hardly hold it. As a result, he, but his enemies also staggered to the ground.

"Curse of weakness? It's impossible, how can you still cast spells!" La Fazzi almost fell off the horse, he tried his best to hold on to the saddle to keep his balance, staring at Avondel in disbelief, the mage He was calmly walking out from the back of the carriage, and kicked away a templar who was staggering and trying to fight him desperately.

"Why should I tell you?" Evandel said with a smile.

The curse of weakness has a wide range and does not distinguish between enemy and friend. The only people who can not be affected are the mage himself and his magic pet.

"Natalie, you know what to do." Evandel folded her arms and said calmly.

Because the church also wrote the feature of "carrying a bat" on the wanted notice, Natalie has not stopped by Avondel these days, but just followed them from a distance. Lost master.

Now she can finally fly to the public blatantly, and even conjure up the prototype of a succubus.

The Templars yelled, "Why are there demons!"

"Quick! Use the holy words of exorcism..."

"Are you stupid, holy words are useless to demons!"

"Be careful, she, she is coming!"

Natalie's fingertips turned into blade-like nails. Demons like succubi were not born specifically for fighting, but this does not mean that she has no fighting power, especially when the opponent is a group of people who have been cursed with weakness and are weighed down by the weight of the armor. A templar who couldn't even get up, she let out a happy laugh of "oh ha ha ha", and tore a templar's throat with her claws.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Lafazzi, who had never dismounted at all, took the lead and ran away. Alkai, who was also cursed with weakness, struggled to stand up, and drew his bow with all his strength to face Lafaqi. Fazzi shot an arrow from his back, but unfortunately the arrow was too weak and bounced off Rafazzi's armor.

The templar knights who were still restringing the crossbow didn't even have time to pick it up. They tried their best to climb on the horse and only cared about escaping. After escaping a few meters away at a fast speed, Natalie chased them down and killed them one by one.

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The effect of the curse of weakness slowly faded. Julian sat on the spot, watching his subordinates mournfully, and dragged the templar killed by the demon to the roadside grass to hide.

Natalie had turned back into a bat and landed on the mage's shoulder. She couldn't maintain her human form for too long, so after killing a few people to frighten the Templars away, she didn't fly over to pursue them, and let Rafazi escape in vain. , everyone felt a little regretful that such a good opportunity was missed, and it would be even more difficult to deal with this famous mage stalker in the future.

Evandel came to Julian, who was deeply shocked, and tried to comfort him, saying: "I'm sorry to involve you, I just wanted to hitch a ride and pass the inspection disguised as a mercenary, but I didn't expect it to turn out like this... ..."

"No, it's all the fault of the Knights Templar!" Julian began to speak, his emotions agitated like a ignited powder keg, "When I heard people speak ill of the church before, I just pretended that it had nothing to do with me Now I finally know how evil and cruel the church really is, this matter will not be left alone! I will tell my uncle, and I will let everyone in the Merchant Union know that they have done it What, whoever donates half a penny to the church in the future, I will ask my uncle to completely cut off business with them!"

The rhetoric of the young businessman made Avondel laugh: "Does your uncle listen to you?"

"Of course, I'm his only nephew and the designated heir. If something like this happened, even if I didn't tell them, my uncle would keep talking to them." After saying this, Julian seemed calmer, "Mr. Ivan, Or should I call you Mr. Evandel, are you really a wild mage wanted by the church?"

Evandel shook his head: "I am not a wild mage. I passed the trial of the mage academy many years ago and became a free mage who is not controlled by the church. This time, it was only because I broke through a conspiracy of the church. They Just kill me."