Previously, because the protagonist in the fable was a witch, it was Hero who took out the Black Dragon Curse.
So Sherlock fell into a misunderstanding, thinking that something like the Magic Hammer of Doom must be in the hands of a witch.
But in fact, the witch would not make any props except scrolls, and the pair of bracelets were probably made by her wizards.
However, since the wizard holding the spindle of doom wanted to help Fiona seal Xing Henxue and others, why did he help Hiro in plotting against Xing Henxue before?
Sherlock couldn't figure out the joints for a moment, and he didn't have the strength to snatch the spindle of doom in front of Fiona, so he could only continue to observe the situation in the main hall.
"Teacher, what are you going to do!"
"Let me out quickly!"
"Teacher, why..."
First trapped by the spirit-locking formation, and then an inexplicable group magic aroused the magic power in their bodies, the uneasiness in the hearts of Xing Henxue and others finally burst out.
"Aren't you willing to dedicate your strength for Leatherman? Now is the time to cash in!" Fiona asked.
"Teacher, I have many adventurers under me. I can take them to guard the Leatherman border." Hero didn't know what happened, but her survival instinct made her immediately kneel down and beg: "Please spare me."
Come on! I will definitely listen to you."
"Hiro, you have always been the most obedient." Fiona said regretfully: "It's just that when you try to get your hands on the power of inheritance, you are destined to be my enemy.
Leatherman, as long as I am the supreme witch, it is enough."
"Teacher, I have never dreamed of becoming a supreme witch. As long as I can always be in front of you and listen to your teachings, I will be satisfied." Hiro said with fear.
"It's a pity that all this fate has already been arranged." Fiona sighed, closed her eyes and fell into deep thought.
At this time, the oldest wizard also finished chanting the spell, and a strange magic power shot out, tightly wrapping around the witch in the formation.
Under the influence of this magical power, the character levels of Xing Henxue and others slowly dropped.
Death does not make players feel afraid, at most it means they will lose one level.
But if you continue to lose levels, the effect will be quite terrifying.
At this rate, everyone's level will drop to level 0 in less than five minutes.
Forgotten National Server is a game that is notoriously slow to upgrade.
Not only is it slow to upgrade when the level is high, but it is also not much faster to find someone to guide you when the level is low.
If you really want to practice after falling to level 0, you won't have to work hard for more than half a year to even think about it. By then, you will definitely be out of touch with the first-line players.
Sherlock has been paying attention to the situation inside, and has tried to save people several times, but has never found any chance.
With the boss like Fiona present, he, a little druid, really didn't dare to act rashly and could only watch helplessly as Xing Henxue and others fell to level 0.
After the spell effect ended, the old wizard walked to Fiona's seat: "Supreme Witch, the ceremony has been completed, and then the power of inheritance will slowly return to your body."
"Very good, tell me, what reward do you want?" Fiona leaned on the throne and asked with her head propped up.
"I don't ask for any reward, I just want to serve you all my life." The wizard said humbly.
There was an imperceptible disgust in Fiona's eyes: "Then I will fulfill your wish."
"Thank you, sir." The old wizard knelt down on the ground excitedly.
"You deserve this." Fiona flicked her fingers, and a chain of lightning shot out.
The electric light flashed, and several muffled groans were heard. Except for the wizard holding the spindle of doom, the other nine people all fell to the ground.
And the only remaining old wizard, the situation at this time was not very good, his whole body was twitching and wailing: "Why?"
"Oh, you're not dead." Fiona looked over curiously.
"Why, Fiona?" The old wizard's voice was full of disbelief, and there was even a hint of affection in it.
"No one who knows the secret of inheritance can survive."
"But I am Kvothe, and I will never betray you."
"It's the same for everyone." Fiona smiled contemptuously: "Men are not worthy of trust."
"That's just Silvino..."
"You are not allowed to mention his name!" Fiona roared sternly, raising her hand to cast a spell.
However, the magic power in her body did not produce any response at this time, and the spell was naturally not released.
"Why can't you forget that man after so many years?" Kvothe seemed to have anticipated all this, and stood up with difficulty.
"How did you do it?" Fiona immediately realized what happened, and was surprised, but her expression did not change.
"Didn't you realize that the ten small formations that trapped them can be connected into one large formation of the same size?" Kvothe pointed at Xing Henxue and others and said.
"What about the power of misfortune?" Fiona had already noticed something strange about her body.
Not only did his level begin to drop, but his body also quickly became weak.
The fear of aging finally made her show a hint of fear: "When did you get involved with Ben Shaba? And how did you plant the curse of disaster on me?"
"The Goddess of Disaster did not favor me, but the Goddess of Luck smiled at me, allowing me to accidentally obtain this staff containing the power of disaster.
As for the disaster curse, it's all thanks to your ten students.
Without their magic as nourishment, even if the divine power in this staff is so powerful, it will probably be difficult to affect you."
Kvothe was obviously very satisfied with his plan, and a look of pride appeared on his face unconsciously.
"Then what are you going to do with me now, are you going to kill me?" Fiona asked.
"How could I kill you? I have to stay with you forever, cough..." Kvothe seemed a little excited and couldn't help spitting out two more mouthfuls of blood: "As long as I turn you into an ordinary person, you
You can never leave me."
"Kvothe, you like me so much, can you bear to watch me grow old like this?" Fiona suddenly said softly: "Think about it, the person you want to get along with every day in the future is a wrinkled, skinny person.
Ugly old woman, she is still the girl who rode through the snowy fields with you back then."
"Of course it's the same you back then!" Kvothe shouted without hesitation: "But you wouldn't even look at me at that time!"
"I won't do it now." Fiona said in a persuasive way: "You have completely conquered me, and I will only like you in the future."
"Really, Fiona?" Kvothe said in surprise.
"I'm like this, don't you still believe me?" Fiona said pitifully.
"I believe it. How could I not believe you? I will help you lift the curse right away!"
Fiona's coquettish operation stunned Sherlock outside the door.
Who would have thought that the arrogant Supreme Witch would still show such a charming expression.
That kind of style may not be possible for ordinary dog lickers, let alone Kvothe, the king of dog lickers.
Just when Sherlock thought Fiona was about to escape, another group of people suddenly broke into everyone's sight.
"Kvothe, you don't really believe this woman's lies." The leading man strode into the main hall and took off his hood.
"Dalsin, why are you here?"
"If I don't come, our plan will fall apart."
"No, Fiona has agreed to be with me. I believe she will treat the wizard well in the future."
"That's right, Kvothe, you believe me." Fiona said quickly.
"After all these years, have you forgotten how this woman treated you? Now, with just one or two words, do you believe that she will change her mind?" Dalsin felt sorry for his friend's misfortune and was very angry.
"It's different now, I choose to believe in Fiona." Kvothe vividly demonstrated the self-cultivation of dog-licking.
"you……"
Dalsin was about to open his mouth to persuade, but someone behind him suddenly reached out and interrupted: "Next, let's leave it to us."
Dalsin seemed to be afraid of the man behind him: "Chief Nick Lando, please try not to hurt Kvothe. He is just blinded by emotion."
"Don't worry, our chief admires your ability to make magic props. How could we be willing to hurt you." Nick Lando waved his hand, and three people came out and controlled Kvothe, who wanted to undo the curse.
Kvothe was just a wizard, and he didn't actually have much fighting ability. He had just eaten a series of lightning bolts and was almost powerless to resist at this time, so he could only let others take him away.
"Red Robe Mage Association, this is all your conspiracy!" Seeing that her last hope was gone, Fiona stopped pretending and said angrily.
"Fiona, you are really old." Nick Lando just smiled and mocked, but did not dare to take action.
After all, Fiona is on the same level as their chief, and may even be a bit stronger in a real fight.
If it weren't for the double seal of the Disaster Curse and the Soul Locking Formation, he, the chief mage, would never dare to appear in front of the opponent.
Now, all we have to do is wait for the curse of disaster to take effect further and completely wipe out Fiona's strength.
He can then take action to deal with the organization's biggest enemy and clear the last obstacle for Serge to send troops to attack Leatherman.
When he thought that he could kill the Supreme Witch with his own hands, Nick Lando couldn't help laughing wildly.
