pertwk 064: The Curse
064: The Curse
One book is on heraldry, titled "A Detailed Explanation of Pure Lightning Element Fairies".
Having personally experienced the immense power of the fairy emblems, Lin Qi was determined to persevere on the path of heraldry.
Therefore, when Mars asked him to choose a spell, Lynch immediately suggested a spell related to the fairy emblem.
Among Mars' collection, there are only two related fairy heraldic spells, both of which are pure elemental fairies: "Detailed Explanation of Pure Lightning Elemental Fairy" and "Detailed Explanation of Pure Water Elemental Fairy".
Pure water elemental fairies are exceptionally effective in healing and resilience, but they are somewhat lacking in offensive capabilities.
As a variant of the wind element, lightning is known for its fierce and domineering nature within the elemental system, and like fire, it is a well-known offensive element.
With the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, Lynch was always told to prioritize efficiency in everything he did, and to continue strengthening his attacks so that he could resolve any troubles he might encounter on his future wizarding path more quickly.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Lin Qi chose this book, "A Detailed Explanation of Pure Lightning Element Fairies".
Lucy has been assigned to prepare the fairy materials related to pure lightning element, and it won't be long before Lin Qi has another fairy emblem.
Next was another book of exceptional spells related to his affinity with magic.
This is a special book...
And yet, bizarre magic...
Lin Qi placed the box on the table and eagerly took out the book with the dark cover.
My gaze fell on the runic title on the cover; the twisted characters seemed to have a life of their own, exuding an ominous yet alluring aura.
Lynch's fingers slowly traced the book cover, feeling the faint but clear throbbing of a soul's lament on it, and he softly read its name: "The Corpse Devouring Curse".
As its name suggests, this is a pure, insidious, and powerful book of dark curse spells.
The emblem indicates that it originated from the Dark Worship wizarding organization, a notorious black wizarding organization on the continent, a hundred times worse than the Gray Tower.
Lynch turned the heavy pages of the book. The paper was a special kind of leather, grayish-black in color, and cool to the touch.
The writing was not done with ink, but rather with dark red runes that resembled dried blood congealing, slightly raised in the light.
As he read, a chilling, resentful, and predatory stream of knowledge, like a gentle stream, began to seep into his mind, carrying a cold, stinging sensation.
Spell Principles:
This curse does not act directly on the physical body, but rather anchors itself to the target's "life imprint" or "soul aura".
By acquiring a medium closely associated with the target, the caster constructs a temporary "cursed beacon" that mimics the target's life ripples.
Fresh blood is best, followed by the scent residue on fingernails, hair, or personal items. Even a clear memory of a name and image combined with strong resentment is acceptable, but the effectiveness decreases in that order.
The process of execution:
The caster must be in a relatively enclosed environment with abundant shadow energy, and use their own mental power mixed with negative energy to outline a specific dual magic circle of "corpse summoning" and "pain connection".
By placing the medium at the core of the magic circle and chanting a long and blasphemous incantation, one "borrows" power from the invisible netherworld dimension and projects this power, filled with pain and destructive desires, across space through the connection between the medium and the "cursed beacon" to the target location.
Costs and risks:
Casting this curse requires a large amount of mental energy and negative energy, and there is a risk in establishing a connection with the Netherworld dimension.
If the caster's spirit is not strong enough, they may be corrupted by the whispers of the underworld during the spell, or have their mind affected by the pain and resentment associated with the curse.
Evaluation: A sinister, stealthy, and highly lethal curse spell of the Excellent rank. It is a coveted weapon for apprentices on the path of shadow and death, but it is also a double-edged sword that can easily harm the caster.
Lin Qi slowly closed the book, his eyes gleaming.
curse!
This is definitely one of the most representative spells in the dark magic system.
With just a little blood, hair, or mark, one can transcend time and space to kill enemies from thousands of miles away without a trace, making it the ultimate method of insidious assassination.
In the game, Lin Qi was very interested in this kind of spell, but unfortunately, due to the game mechanics, the performance of the curse spell was not very satisfactory, and it was not much different from the normal attack spell.
So what would the effect be in reality?
Lynch was full of anticipation.
He immediately grabbed the book and silently recited in his mind: Study.
A vast amount of obscure and terrifying characters flooded into his mental sea, quickly coalescing into a sinister, terrifying, and eerie model radiating a dark red light.
The terrifying spell, which originally required a long time to learn and was highly likely to cause backlash and trauma during the learning process, was completely mastered by Lin Qi in just an instant.
"Who should we ask to test the spell's effects?"
Lin Qi stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming, and began to think about his experimental subjects.
This test subject cannot be too strong, otherwise, if the spell fails and causes a backlash, he will be the one to suffer.
The experimental subject should not be too close to him, otherwise the original purpose of the experiment would be lost.
Ideally, she should be far away from him, yet under his control, so he can carefully observe and record experimental data such as the effects of spells. She must also be weak enough to have no power to resist spells...
......
Meanwhile, in the Kingdom of Talis, in the city of Armor Rock.
The sturdy city walls looked as if they had been gnawed by a giant beast, covered with traces of smoke and fire and shocking damage. A tattered banner of the Thornflower family swayed weakly in the cold wind.
The Thornflower family was not spared from this upheaval and power reshuffling that swept through the Kingdom of Talis.
And unfortunately, not long ago, this family suffered a crushing defeat and was facing a life-or-death situation.
and,
This crushing defeat occurred in the most infuriating and humiliating way possible—
betray.
Just days earlier, the Earl of Celt had responded to the call of the Third Prince, whom he supported, and had almost exhausted the elite troops of his fiefdom to aid the key battlefield at the front.
One of his most trusted vassals, Viscount Raymond of Greyrock Castle, with whom he had a multi-generational marriage alliance, brazenly broke his oath of allegiance and family pledge.
Taking advantage of the moment when Armor Rock's forces were at their weakest, Grayrock Fortress's army launched a surprise attack on Armor Rock without warning.
Although the Thornflower Clan managed to withstand the first and fiercest attack thanks to the formidable city walls, they suffered heavy casualties, and their remaining military strength was insufficient to resist the next assault.
Armor Rock City is now facing a life-or-death crisis!
The lord's mansion, the council chamber.
The heavy oak doors were tightly shut, temporarily isolating the noise and despair from the outside world. But the atmosphere inside the hall was even heavier and more stagnant than outside.
At one end of the long, hardwood council table, Count Celt of the Thorns sat slumped in a high-backed chair.
In just a few days, this once sprightly middle-aged nobleman seemed to have aged ten years. His eyes were sunken and bloodshot, his cheeks were gaunt, and deep wrinkles were filled with fatigue and anxiety.
On the other side of the table stood his eldest son, Chris Celtic, in his early twenties.
This is a true, rigorously trained knight who upholds the tenets of honor, loyalty, and oath, and is known in the Kingdom of Talis as the Sword of Oath.
This is why the young knight was particularly furious at the betrayal of his vassal.
Chris took a deep breath, breaking the suffocating silence. His voice was hoarse from days of shouting and giving orders:
"Father!"
Meeting his father's weary and pained gaze, he straightened his back and said clearly, word by word, "We... have no other choice."
He paused for a moment, as if gathering his courage, before uttering the suggestion that could bring either hope or unknown calamity:
"You...you should quickly go and beg the wizard in the manor to help you this once."