Heran took the tin box that Yuna handed her and ran wildly through the deserted streets in the heavy rain, and Yuna's sad eyes still flashed in her mind from time to time.

Yuna ......

In order to avoid the guards on the streets, who were conducting a manhunt operation, Herlan did not dare to take the main road, but walked through one narrow street after another, and it took almost two hours to reach the place Yuna had mentioned.

The Durrant Mansion had heard of this place for Herlan, who had been living in the city for almost two months.

It is said that the largest residential building in the city of Mondoch was once built, and the palatial Cheng dù rivaled the royal palace where King Vidocq lived.

It is so famous because the owner of this mansion was once a legendary merchant of the Vidocq kingdom, Hannibal. Where Durrant lived.

Unfortunately, such a splendid mansion is now in ruins, but the reason is that it was a judgment day that took place in the city of Mondoch ten years ago.

Helan heard the story about this mansion from the tavern where he worked, and the most important thing in a place like the tavern is all kinds of folk stories.

When Herlan heard the story about the mansion, he was deeply moved, because the children who were burned at the stake were just like her.

"Could it be that the father that Xiao Yu is talking about is the legendary businessman, Hannibal. Mr. Durrant? Walking into the ruined mansion in front of him, Herlan muttered to himself.

The mansion had been set on fire by the people who participated in the Judgment Day at the time, so it had already become a thousand holes, and the walls were charred and blackened.

And because this is Hannibal. Where Durrant used to live. So the piece of land where this dwelling is located. It never sold. As a result, the ruins sit idle to this day.

The inhabitants of the vicinity, as well as the nobles, also regarded the whole place as taboo, believing that it had been cursed by the gods, otherwise it would be impossible for a heretic like Hannibal to have a cursed son with an elven slave.

Herlan walked alone in this tattered land, stunned.

"Mr. Hannibal!"

Herlan's weak voice sounded in the rain, and she didn't dare to shout too loudly, for fear of attracting the attention of others.

I don't know how long it took. Just as Herlan shouted for an unknown number of times, a tall figure appeared in the rain.

"Ahh Herlan was startled and sat down on the ground.

The man in front of him, about fifty years old, had a mustache and was wearing a black dress, somehow the dress was tattered, and the rain washed him, like a down-and-out old man.

What shocked Herlan the most was that the man's right wrist was broken. Although he was covered with thick gauze, blood was still oozing out.

"Little girl. Are you here for me? The man asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes...... Yes, Your Excellency is Mr. Hannibal? I was called by Yuna and she asked me to give you the whole thing. Herlan stood up, took out the tin box in his arms, and handed it to the man.

......The man was silent for a moment, his eyes first fell on the iron box in Helan's hand, and then looked at Helan again, and suddenly said: "I see, little girl, are you also the son of the curse?" ”

Heran's delicate body was shocked, revealing an incredible color, and subconsciously, she grabbed her headscarf, and after confirming that the headscarf had not been knocked off by the rain, she pretended to be calm and said, "Sir, I ...... I don't know what you're talking about? “

"Hehe, there's no need to hide it, I'm very sensitive to the aura of the Cursed Child." The man laughed twice, then suddenly turned and walked into the old mansion.

"Eh, wait, your thing!" Herlan saw the man gone, and hurriedly chased after him.

"You can bring things in, since it was Yuna's child who brought it to you, presumably you should be like Yuna, hoping to witness the next historical moment that will happen with your own eyes." The man didn't reply.

"No, I'll put my things down and go, I'm ...... I didn't go in. His instinct told him that he shouldn't come into contact with the scary-looking man in front of him, so Helan stopped and plucked up his courage.

The man also stopped, but he still didn't look back, but said, "Oh, is it? Don't you want to see what Yuna's child's last wish is? ”

"You...... What are you talking about? Xiaoyou her, Xiaoyou what's wrong with her? Herlan was stunned for a moment, then asked loudly.

"Yuna's child's breath disappeared just now, and if I'm not mistaken, she's probably dead."

After the man said this, before Helan could continue to ask, the man had already walked into the old mansion.

"Xiaoyou...... He's dead? Herlan stood dumbfounded, repeating the phrase.

"Rustling ......"

The rain was still falling, and since learning of Yuna's death, Herlan didn't know how she had walked in, and she followed the man named Hannibal to a dark underground space.

There is a lot of space there, just like an artificially dug underground world, with the size of more than a dozen acres, and what makes Helan feel stunned the most is that in such a large place, its underground is actually carved with an extremely huge and very complicated magic array.

Herlan didn't study magic, but she still thought it was incredible to see such a big project.

"What's going on, I'm curious about such a big magic array, what is its purpose?" Hannibal looked back at a stunned Herlan and smiled.

"Your Excellency, what exactly are you and Yuna going to do? She...... Why was she attacked by those guards? Still so badly injured? Herlan couldn't help but voice the doubts in his heart.

"We share a common ideal." Hannibal looked at Herlandau.

"Ideal?"

"It is to purify the world and take revenge on the hateful humanity that once rejected you, so that they will feel the same pain as you cursed children." Hannibal walked up to Heran, leaned his head over, and spoke slowly in a hoarse voice.

Herlan subconsciously took a step back. Distance yourself from Hannibal. Meanwhile. To her horror, she found that Hannibal's face was distorted, as if he had fallen into some kind of magical barrier.

"Haha, all the scum who persecuted you are going to die, and the Holy See, why do they say that you are cursed by the gods? Why? Hannibal's eyes were red, as if he had fallen into a spell.

Despite what the other party said, it seemed that he was holding grievances for all the cursed children in this world. denounced the injustice of this world, but for some reason, Helan, as a cursed son, did not cause that kind of resonance.

Looking at the crazy Hannibal, Herlan was very puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Mr. Hannibal, are you...... Aren't you also human? ”

Hearing Herlan's question, Hannibal stopped his frantic actions, looked at her and said, "Human? Little girl. Do you know how much I don't want to have this skin? For so many years, it sued sù myself. My body is of the same race as the hateful guys who killed my wife and son, and it bleeds the same blood. ”

"Your wife and son?" Heran unconsciously remembered the rumored Judgment Day of Mondoch, when the person who was burned at the stake seemed to have a child under the age of a month, in addition to an elf slave girl.

Could it be that Hannibal in front of him. Durrant, the legendary businessman who was as famous as the Grand Duke of Strathra?

Thinking of the news of the bloodbath of the branch church of the Holy Psalm last night, Heran is now basically certain that the crazy man in front of him is the founder of the Durrant Chamber of Commerce who was burned to death by the Holy See and expelled from the human race as a heretic, Hannibal. Durrant.

"You came back for revenge?" At this time, Herlan looked at the eyes of the man in front of him, a little less fear, a little more sympathy.

"Revenge?" Hannibal covered his face and half-muttered, "Yes, I want revenge." ”

With a fierce gleam in his eyes, Hannibal shouted at Heran, "Give it to me!" ”

Herlan looked at the tin box in his hand, hesitated slightly, and handed it to Hannibal.

Hannibal snatched the tin box from Herlan's hand, and stumbled towards the center of the huge magic circle, where there was a large transparent container with a dark red liquid flowing.

Hannibal walked under the container, opened the tin box, and took out the dark green potion and placed it on the ground.

Herlan walked over slowly, looked at the dark red liquid flowing in the container, and asked cautiously, "Mr. Hannibal, what are you going to do?" ”

"Didn't I just say that? Purify the world, take revenge on the hateful humanity that once rejected you, and make them feel the same pain as you cursed children......" Hannibal seemed to have regained his normalcy and methodically began to tinker with the potion in his hand.

He poured the dark green liquid into the container and mixed it with the dark red liquid.

The dark green liquid with a mysterious glow mixed with the dark red liquid inside the container quickly turned purple.

It flowed out of a few small holes at the bottom of the container, and then began to flow slowly along the pattern of the magic array carved into the ground.

"Let me tell you, little girl, this magic array is actually a magic array that can perform human alchemy, those dark red liquids are the blood of the Cursed Son that I have collected over the years, and your good friend, Yuna's blood is in it." Hannibal suddenly laughed.

"What, the blood of the Sons of the Damned?" Herlan looked at the liquid in the container, which had turned purple, and was shocked.

"And the dark green liquid I added just now is actually a catalyst, which I have traveled around the world in recent years and finally obtained, it can make the blood of the Cursed Son pass through the human alchemy magic array, and make ordinary humans become Cursed Sons like you."

"......" Hearing Hannibal's words, Herlan was already shocked.

Hannibal put his hand on the surface of the container, and his expression was full of attachment and fanaticism as if he was looking at his own child, "As long as this alchemy forbidden spell is successfully run and the sun rises tomorrow, all the people in Mondoch City will become the children of the curse abandoned by the gods in their mouths, haha, when I think of their panicked and frightened expressions at that time, I can't help but want to laugh, this kind of punishment is even more interesting than killing them directly......" (To be continued......