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Outside the fort, Phil and Flitton stood on a small hill. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of you is a snow-white forest, stretching one after another.

Phil stroked the pigeon's head twice: "Go ahead." "Immediately, the pigeon pierced the sky like an arrow piercing the clouds!

The speed is so fast that there are already afterimages.

After a while, the sound of wings flapping came, indicating that it had already sounded at a speed.

The white dove is very white, and in such a snowy country, at a slight distance, he cannot be seen.

But both Phil and Flitton were able to follow the white dove's flight trajectory and look out into the past.

"Did you know that in my hometown there is a legend about the white dove. ”

Phil said suddenly.

Freeton didn't speak, because Phil wasn't speaking to him.

"In ancient times, a flood that swept the whole world destroyed almost all mankind, only the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter built Noah's Ark, and survived with the animals of the world, they lived on the flood for a long time, and they did not know whether the flood of this world had receded, so the Holy Son released a dove to find land, and later, the dove returned an olive branch. Then the Son knew that the flood had begun to recede and that a new world had begun to come. "So, at first, the dove symbolized hope, and later, countless years later, when war broke out in the world, and countless people suffered from the pain of war, the dove and the olive branch symbolized peace." ”

At this time, in the sky not far away, the white dove flapped its wings and flew back, and the beak of the bird was holding something.

"Coo-goo. ”

The white dove flew over the two of them, flapped its wings, and slowly stopped.

What it was holding in its mouth was the raw flesh of an unknown creature.

"What is lacking in this world, people like to symbolize it with white doves and olive branches," said Phil, "what do you think this white dove symbolizes?"

The white dove rested on Phil's shoulder, rubbing his head against Fin's cheek, and then put the raw meat to Phil's mouth.

Phil smiled: "Do you remember to please me when you're full?"

The white dove seemed embarrassed to "coo" twice.

Phil tilted his head, bit down on the raw meat, and swallowed it in a gulp.

"Go ahead. He said.

Immediately the white dove flew up and landed on Flitton's hand. When he pecked his head, a small hole was immediately pecked out of Flitton's arm, and when the white pigeon opened his mouth to bite it again, a finger-thick piece of raw flesh was torn off by it.

Flitton's arm trembled a little because of the pain, but he didn't dare make a sound.

"Be gentle, he's your father. Phil took one look and said, "Go back, you've had enough for today." ”

Phil turned and walked towards the fortress, and the white dove jumped back on Phil's shoulder, and Freeton quickly took out his bandage and bandaged himself, and followed, but he did so a little too much, because in a few moments, the wound pecked by the white pigeon was completely gone.

What Phil was doing was a very old cursed witchcraft that would never linger once it came out of his heart.

This witchcraft is recorded in a tattered ancient book, but Phil does not underestimate its abilities in the slightest.

To complete this sorcery, you must need a part of the flesh and blood of the other party, and of course it is impossible for Phil to get it now, but during the previous banquet, he got his physical fitness from Mars.

Then Phil thought about Freeton's flesh.

In front of the ruins of Red Clay City, Fliton was able to spontaneously condense a ruin key containing Rommel's blood because he came into contact with Rommel's blood. So Phil wondered, if he fed a definite piece of body information into Flitton's body, would it also be able to condense something that contained Mars's body information?

Phil decided to give it a try.

He has been studying Frieton's body for a long time, but because of the realm, he has not been able to study it clearly, but he is still very familiar with his body information.

This attempt left Flitton tormented for days, but his body contained enough energy to sustain such a devastation.

The final result surprised Phil a little, and instead of directly condensing Mars's bloodline, Flitton's body mixed with Flitton's bloodline to give birth to that thing.

According to the origin of this thing, it is very accurate to say that it was the child of Mars and Flitton.

Eventually, their child became this pigeon.

This was his first attempt at cursed witchcraft, and it turned out to be surprisingly successful, with Phil even suspecting that he might have a cursed constitution. However, he didn't have any signs of a cursed physique, such as the death of someone around him for no reason...... However, since he entered the academy, it seems that every time he teams up with someone else, he will die?

And is that ancient book in Christine's curse material to Phil?

Back at the fortress, Phil walked straight into the Parasite Shop.

Phil looked left and right, but didn't notice Gloria.

"Hey, Phil, when did you get a pigeon?" asked Christine.

"Picked it up the other day," said Phil, "where's Gloria?"

"She's out because he wants to try a stronger curse sorcery," Christine said, "what are you looking for her for?"

"I'm not looking for her, I'm looking for you. Phil said, "Christine, you've read all the information you gave me, haven't you?"

"Of course," she replied, "I learned all the curses through those, but with limited talent, and only learned a few shallow curses. ”

"And do you know of a cursed sorcery called Diana Spider Silk?"

"Of course I do, but that cursed sorcery is so rare that few people can use it because the materials are so scarce. It's ......," Christine explained to him.

Phil listened patiently to her and didn't bother, and when she finished speaking, he pretended to have a sudden realization: "I see, what about the Apche Death Curse Witchcraft?"

"This ...... Well, haven't heard of it. Christine thought for a moment and said.

"What about Argo's cursed sorcery?" Phil continued.

"I know," Christine said, "that the curse material requirements are very peculiar, and most of them are the ears of various creatures......"

Phil asked about the curse here, talked to Christine about parasitology, and went back.

Back in his room, Phil flipped through the curse materials he had received from Christine, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find a tattered ancient book with blood on the cover.

He still remembered the name of that ancient book as "Apche the Grim Reaper".