Six Ring Wizard

"Too noisy, quiet, Courtmans!"

Malcolm recited a spell in an unknown language, and everyone at the scene was imprisoned in place, unable to speak or move. ♤

He said with some dissatisfaction: "Spells are the most perfect art. You need to keep quiet when watching art performances."

"If it is detected that you are imprisoned by magic, you can try to use magic to break through the confinement." Deep Blue gave a hint.

"No, don't act rashly for now."

Herage gave the order. Breaking through the confinement now will definitely be noticed by Malcolm, which is tantamount to seeking death.

"Well... the blood has been drawn, let's start the next step."

Baron Buck fell to the ground in mid-air and turned into a pile of flesh and bones. He could only vaguely look like a human being.

Malcolm then took out a test tube. After he opened the cork of the test tube, a figure squeezed out.

The figure was naked, with a distorted face, and a pair of eyes fixed on Baron Buck on the ground.

"This must be Lord Simon. Malcolm said he volunteered, but I'm afraid he was forced to volunteer." Herage thought to himself.

Simon's soul no longer looked like a human being, and it was obvious that he had been tortured.

He took the token to seek help from the wizard, but unexpectedly he encountered something like this.

"Wizards..." Herage had a new understanding of the wizards as a group.

"Dark blue, be sure to record every detail. ׺°"˜`""˜`"°º×"

"Recording..."

Herague has always wanted to find a way to become a wizard. There are ready-made wizards right in front of him, but he can't touch them.

He just wanted to be a wizard, not to seek death. The Malcolm in front of him obviously didn't regard these people as human beings.

"last step……"

Malcolm poured Simon's soul in the test tube into the crystal ball. The soul turned into a liquid form and flowed into the crystal ball, mixing with Baron Buck's blood.

These two mortal enemies probably never dreamed that one day their souls would be fused with their blood.

After the soul and blood were mixed, Malcolm muttered something quickly, and then the crystal ball began to burn with bright red flames.

Malcolm looked at the flames with ecstasy on his face: "Perfect! Perfect work of art! This is the perfect Bloodborne Curse."

He glanced around: "From now on, Buck's blood relatives within three generations will gradually die. That is a curse that cannot be cured by any medicine. The speed of death is related to the individual's physical fitness."

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to record and observe these data. There are too few ships passing by Colson's continent, and it will be too late if we delay any longer." Malcolm said with a pity on his face.

He snapped his fingers to summon the Thestrals, turned over, and bowed to the people around him: "Thank you for watching my performance. See you again when we have the opportunity!"

The Thestral spread its wings and flew high, gradually disappearing into the clouds.

"The magic prison has disappeared."

After Malcolm left, everyone present regained their freedom, and the scene once again entered a state of chaos.

Many people screamed and ran outside the castle. Many people fell while running. After they fell, they rolled and crawled on the ground, staring at the door of the castle. They just wanted to get out of here.

On the high platform, Baron Buck's two young sons cried and howled.

Bloody lines appeared all over their bodies. They clutched their heads tightly, even if they scratched their flesh and blood, they didn't notice it. Their expressions were very painful.

"Kurt! Jim!"

Melissa saw the abnormality between the two of them, yelled and ran over and hugged her two brothers.

"Melissa...sister..." Kurt and Jim suddenly bleed from all their orifices, and their whole bodies collapsed weakly.

"Ah!" Melissa hugged her two brothers in pain and cried sadly.

Immediately afterwards, blood lines began to appear all over the bodies of Baron Buck's sister, youngest daughter, and uncle.

Without exception, all the seven orifices bled to death.

Melissa sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the relatives falling one after another around her, feeling extremely sad, angry and desperate.

"Melissa!" Emil ran over and hugged Melissa tightly.

Herage followed, and he discovered something unusual. Melissa had no blood lines on her body until now.

"Emil...I..." Melissa looked at Emil and cried even more sadly.

Her expression suddenly became horrified: "Emil... you..."

"What's wrong?" Emil was a little confused.

Bloody lines slowly appeared on Emil's body, which were exactly the same as those blood relatives of Baron Buck who fell.

"I..." Emil looked at his hands, fear and doubt welling up in his heart at the same time.

Herage immediately went over to check on Emil: "Why do you have blood curse marks on your body? Are you and Baron Buck blood related within three generations? Miss Melissa is fine until now, which means that she and Baron Buck are actually not related by blood. Relationship, on the contrary, Emil You and Baron Buck are related by blood."

Emil and Melissa were both confused.

Emil said: "I am an orphan, picked up by Lord Baron Buck..."

At this point, he obviously understood that Baron Buck had lied to him and that he was probably Baron Buck's son.

And Melissa, for some reason, is not the daughter of Baron Buck.

"Why is this?" Melissa looked at her still white hands and was completely confused.

The answer to all this may only be known by Baron Buck, who turned into a pile of bones.

Or maybe even he didn't know that Melissa was not actually his biological daughter.

"The aristocratic circle is really chaotic..." Herage sighed speechlessly.

"Cough...cough..." Emil coughed violently and coughed up a pile of blood.

"Emil!" Melissa looked desperate.

Seeing this scene, Herage suddenly thought of Nicholas' pocket watch. The holy healing technique inside could dispel the curse.

He quickly took out the pocket watch he was wearing: "Deep Blue, input the magic power into the pocket watch."

"Inputting, 1% has been entered..."

"10% has been entered..."

The pocket watch didn't respond.

"23% has been entered..."

The pocket watch still didn't respond, and Herage was a little anxious.

What he is worried about now is that if the magic power in his body is not enough to use the pocket watch, then Emil will really be unable to save himself.

"33% has been entered..."

"45% has been entered..."

At this moment, the pocket watch emitted a soft white light, and both Emil and Melissa looked up at the pocket watch in Herage's hand.

"This is...the pocket watch..."

A woman's shadow appeared on the pocket watch, with a pair of white wings behind the shadow.

The shadow looked at Emil, slowly opened its mouth, and spit out a white light.

After spitting out the white light, it turned into a white mist. The white mist fell on Emil and then merged into Emil's body.

The blood-colored lines on Emil's body began to fade, and the blood-red color became lighter and lighter, until finally the blood-colored lines disappeared completely.

The shadow on the pocket watch also dissipated at this time.