In the small cubicle, following Adier's movements, a faint silver light gradually lit up.
That light is pure and soft, and it has the power to make people feel peaceful and peaceful. After people feel its breath, they can't help but calm down.
This is the power of the Moon Elf, derived from the blood of the Moon Elf, and is the most powerful and pure.
As Adil poured his power into the purple-black crystal in front of him, a change began to occur.
Under the surprised gaze of Yana behind her, the appearance of the crystal in front of her began to change, and a new power appeared in it, quickly covering up the blackness in it.
A silvery luster is mixed into it, turning the entire crystal into two distinct colors.
The power of purple and silver flows in it, occupying most of the spar. As for the black color belonging to the curse, it has been suppressed in the corner at this time, and it is almost impossible to detect it if you don't look carefully.
After doing all this, Adil withdrew his hand and looked at the World Stone fragments that almost half turned into silver in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel tired.
The two kinds of power in this world are very powerful. Whether it is the blood power belonging to the ancient wizard or the power belonging to the curse, their bodies are probably above level four.
Even Adil spent a lot of effort trying to inject his own power under the pressure of these two forces.
As long as the moon elves reach adulthood, they must reach the fourth level. In essence, the blood power of the moon elves is close to the fourth level. Therefore, with the support of Adil, the power of the curse can be suppressed.
After all, no matter how powerful the curse itself is, the curse power in the world stone fragments in front of you is only a little bit. As long as the essence is not too different, it can be continuously suppressed or even obliterated by Adir.
In order to suppress such a small amount of curse power, Adir poured almost half of the power of the moon elves into it, and finally managed to completely suppress the curse's power.
Thinking of this, Adil had a thought in his mind, and the World Stone fragments in front of him disappeared directly on the spot, and were put away by Adil's emerald mark in an instant.
"let's go."
After doing this, Adil casually glanced around, and after seeing that there was nothing around, he said to Yana: "Sol's side should be in trouble now."
"Is it important?"
When it came to her husband, Yana's face immediately became nervous, and she looked at Adil nervously and asked.
"There won't be any major problems for the time being, but if it's delayed for a long time, it won't necessarily be possible."
Looking at Yana beside him, Adil said casually.
If his guess is correct, most of the people in this village should have been silently eroded by the curse. It is only because of the combined effect of the barrier and the curse that these people still think that they are still alive, and even
Continue to live according to the habits and thinking before you.
But now, the World Stone fragments used to maintain the barrier have been put away by Adil, and the suppressive effect of the barrier is about to disappear. Those who originally died may now show their true colors.
This is equivalent to being in a ghost nest. Thor is alone among the undead souls transformed by the curse. You can imagine what will happen next.
"You stay here."
Looking at Yana, who was holding a child next to her and looking pale, Adil said casually: "This is the place with the strongest barrier power. It will be safe for at least a day or two. Those curses will not dare to come to you."
"You stay here and wait until I take care of those things before I come to pick you up."
After saying this, his figure moved, disappeared directly on the spot, and quickly left here.
Far away, on the other side.
The bonfires in the village were still burning, and one of them was dancing and celebrating wildly.
Thor was located among them, together with Syl and several other tribesmen who were relatively familiar with him in the past. He seemed to have put down some of his previous uneasiness. He was infected by the warm emotions around him and was having a great time there.
Just as time passed, everything around me began to slowly change.
Familiar faces began to change. Their faces started to look lively, then became stiff, and finally turned pale.
At the beginning, Sol was not online yet, but after a while, he began to notice something was wrong.
After all, he is not an ordinary person. Starting from the disaster a few years ago, he traveled from the desert to the south alone. During these years of wandering, he not only had to deal with the pursuit of the curse, but also faced various dangerous situations. He had long developed a vigilance
instinct.
Not only him, but also others began to feel something strange, and deep uneasiness arose in their hearts.
"Something's wrong."
Standing on a high platform, looking at a familiar tall figure in front of him, Thor frowned, and the previously suppressed uneasiness resurfaced in his heart.
In front of him, a tall and strong middle-aged man with a pale face and a corpse-like face was still standing there. There was a conspicuous scar on his face. He was standing in front of a wooden table.
He was sipping wine in big gulps.
This person is Syl who brought Saul here before, but his appearance has changed a bit at this time.
Perhaps because he died not long ago, Syl's appearance changed the most compared to others around him. At this time, not only did his face become pale and stiff, but there was also a faint blood in his eyes, making him look very...
It's scary.
Observing this familiar face carefully, Thor even found some traces of decay, like a corpse that had been left for several days.
But even with such an obvious change, Seal himself didn't notice it at all. He even still raised his glass and drank heavily, looking like he was having a great time.
Not only him, but also other people around him didn't react at all to the changes in Sil's body, as if they didn't see it and were still playing around with him.
Standing silently in the corner of the high platform, quietly observing this situation, Sol felt a sense of horror rising from his heart, and his hands and feet were getting cold.
He didn't dare to make any big movements, for fear of attracting the attention of those people, so he tried his best to retreat back without making any noise, preparing to leave this place and look for Adil.
And around him, besides him, there were a few normal tribesmen. After seeing something was wrong, they were also silently preparing to flee, not daring to make the slightest sound.
"Thor, what are you doing there?"
Before he had taken a few steps, a voice that made Sol's heart go cold suddenly sounded, causing his hands to tremble subconsciously.
He turned around and looked back, just in time to see Syl's figure striding towards him with a wine glass in his hand in front of a bonfire.
In the process of walking, Syl's movements were extremely stiff, and even the flesh on his face was rotting at an accelerated rate. A piece of human skin was hanging down with some flesh and blood, which made Sol feel a little sick just looking at it.
"Saul, why don't you come and drink together?"
Strutting up to Sol, Syl looked at Sol stiffly and asked with a cold face.
"No...it's okay."
Resisting the desire to escape, Sol forced a smile on his face, looked at Syl in front of him and said, "I just want to go back and get something, and I will be back with you soon."
"Oh, is that so?"
Syl didn't seem to think too much. Hearing what Sol said, he nodded directly: "Then go quickly, we are here waiting for you to drink!"
After saying this, his steps stopped in place, and he seemed to have really stopped moving.
Seeing Syl's performance in front of him, Sol was slightly relieved. He just turned around and accelerated his steps, preparing to take advantage of this opportunity to leave quickly.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, making his heart tense instantly.
"Master Sir, what's wrong with your face?"
In the corner of the high platform, a native held food in his hand. Looking at Syl's face that was beginning to rot and deteriorate, he spoke with some fear, his voice trembling.
These natives were all slaves bought by Michael in the past. They were responsible for doing some complicated things. They did not know the breath of the curse, so they dared to speak at this time.
"My face?"
Listening to the words of the native in front of him, Syl was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously reached out his hand and wiped his face hard with his hand.
In an instant, Syl's face turned into flesh and blood, and the originally rotten face became more frightening. The rotten flesh and blood on it became more obvious, leaving only one pair of eyes that were still intact.
"This is...blood..."
Looking blankly at the disgusting flesh and blood on his palm, Sil stood there blankly, seemingly unresponsive.
"Yes...I already..."
The next moment, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and his eyes suddenly opened wide and turned into pure scarlet.
"not good!!"
At this moment, Thor felt a powerful malice coming from behind him.
Just as he was about to run with all his strength, he found a hand silently placed on his shoulder.
It was a pale and stiff arm, with a cold air that made people think of the solid ice in the cold winter.
"Thor...you...want to go...where..."
Behind him, intermittent voices came. The farther back they went, the more mechanical they became. They sounded emotionless and didn't sound like Searle's voice at all.
The next moment, Thor felt that the world seemed to have become quiet. In the dark night, there should have been the humming of insects and the sound of burning bonfires, but at this time they all disappeared, leaving only an icy coldness rising from his body.
, accompanied by a strong feeling of awkwardness and discomfort in the body.
It was the feeling that the curse in the body was beginning to erupt. At this time, it seemed to be guided by external forces and began to erupt again, making Thor's body begin to become sluggish.
The next moment, when Thor regained consciousness again, there were gusts of wind whistling from his ears.
At some point, he was already flying in the air, as if he had just been knocked out, and finally hit the ground hard, making a violent sound.
But even so, after receiving such a heavy blow, he was not injured, not even feeling any severe pain.
Because on his body, a faint silver barrier began to emerge, and waves of force field fluctuations appeared on it, canceling out all the damage Thor received.
"This feeling is... Lord Adier's power."
Seeing the light silver barrier emerging around his body, Thor quickly reacted, quickly got up from the ground, and looked into the distance.
In the distance, Siel's appearance has completely changed. His whole body is shrouded in strong black energy, which slowly condenses into a black robe, completely covering his figure, leaving only a pair of scarlet eyes exposed.
It looks very weird, and there is no trace of what Syl looked like in the past.
At the feet of the man in black, there were several corpses lying quietly on the ground. The marks on the corpses were extremely exaggerated, and all the flesh and blood seemed to have been crushed away. It looked like a layer of red had been laid on the ground.
Meat sauce is extremely scary.
Seeing this scene, Sol felt a sense of joy in his heart.
If it hadn't been for the sudden appearance of a barrier on his body just now, I'm afraid that he would have turned into a puddle of human-like meat paste just like those natives.
But this is not the time to care about this.
The curse on Syl's body broke out and he turned into a monster in black.
But the scary thing is still far away.
When they saw the black-clothed monster that Syl had transformed into, the people at the campfire in the distance were stunned, and then the figure began to change.
Just like Ciel before, a thick black energy began to appear on their bodies, and their dull, lifeless eyes began to turn scarlet, and eventually they collectively turned into black-clothed monsters.
For a time, hundreds of monsters in black were lined up here. Together with the bonfire in the distance, it looked like a banquet among monsters.
Looking at this scene in a daze, almost all the surviving Krasu tribesmen, including Thor, were in despair and could not find the courage to fight.
The curse is not as easy to contend with as imagined. Even as descendants of ancient wizards, people like Thor are born with powers beyond ordinary people, but they are only comparable to knight apprentices. For ordinary people, they may be considered very good, but in the face of
The black-clothed monster formed by the outbreak of the curse is just delivering food.
Even Thor, who had been taught by Adier and whose strength was comparable to that of a peak knight, was far from a match against such a black-clothed monster and just ran away in embarrassment.
What's more, the black-clothed monster in front of you is not just one, but hundreds of them.
Such a terrifying number is enough to make people desperate. Even an official wizard here would probably be overwhelmed at this time.
A faint moonlight shone all around, and several fireballs the size of human heads fell from the sky. While hitting several black-clothed monsters, they also made several deep pits on the ground.
In the distance, Adil was wearing white clothes. Looking at the black-clothed monsters everywhere around him, he couldn't help but frown.
"Lord Adier!!" Thor's cry came from the distance.
When he saw Adil arriving in time, Thor was relieved, but he still tensed up and ran towards Adil while striding towards him, shouting: "The curse here has been broken."
Everything broke out, let’s go!”
He looked at the clansmen escaping in a hurry, took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind to ignore them.
PS: I wish all the children who take the exam pass! (Including me)