If the legendary Grand Duke, who is the ruler of Silvermoon City, knew what his grandson was doing at this time, I am afraid that he would definitely confine the other party as soon as possible, or even hang them directly!

It is a pity that the preparations for war were too onerous, and all kinds of affairs dragged him down a lot of mental and mental energy, and he did not have the slightest awareness of this great disaster.

Until this day.

The warm sun shone through the northland, and a few pure white clouds floated in the blue of the sky, like a hazy light veil mist, changing in a myriad of ways.

Eric was in a good mood, because under his constant pressure, the Nyon Chamber of Commerce finally knew to compromise.

A hidden letterhead, which had been sent through a secret channel, seemed to Eric to be a sign of the other party's softness, and the letter must have been filled with a lot of sycophancy words, and finally made a little bit of a small request, and was willing to offer something for it...... The compromise between the aristocracy is basically this routine.

At this time, at the headquarters of the Black Moon Chamber of Commerce, Eric was half-leaning on the recliner, his eyes narrowed slightly, full of the triumph of the victor.

Glover stood to the side like a servant, his face full of humility.

"Checked, no problem!"

Eric was not a careless man, and the black letterhead had gone through several inspections before it fell into his hands.

And the black-robed man who stood in front of Eric at the end was his most trusted subordinate.

The other party has a pair of thin hands, and even pale joints can be seen, and his eyes are deeply sunken. There is not the slightest muscle on the face, and the whole person seems to be made up of skin and bones. He was wearing a huge black robe, and a necklace of bones and black pearls hung around his neck. There was a dark glow, and the smell of death and evil spirits continued to emanate from him, carrying the stench of decomposing corpses, and even a hint of disgust appeared in Glover's eyes.

"Since it's what Mr. Atas said, of course I believe it!"

Whether it is the other party's dress, appearance, or temperament, it shows that the other party is an orthodox necromancer!

This kind of mage likes to play with corpses and souls, and has been unanimously resisted by the Continental Mage Association, especially in Silvermoon City, and Erasdra has even issued several bans for this. The level of severity is the highest since he took office.

In this kind of situation where everyone shouts and beats, the growth of every necromancer is very difficult, and the high-level ones are even rarer, but every one of them is an earth-shattering powerhouse.

Naturally, this Atas who was contained by Eric was not as good as the Bone Lich and the like, but he was also a near-legendary necromancer, and he was even more proficient in curses and necromancy, and with him by his side, Eric had never been threatened by this.

Eric smiled and took the letterhead from Atas and began to open it. It was the moment he enjoyed the most, and as a victor, listening to the humble pleas of the losers made him feel so happy every time.

"It's ......"

But then. Eric's face changed dramatically.

The letter paper pulled out of the letterhead was blank, and nothing was written.

Eric looked at it several times before he was sure. A feeling of humiliation came over him, and his face began to turn red.

"It's not a prank. It's a provocation! A humble and weak family dares to provoke me? Count Eric! Grandson of a legendary mage! Star of Silvermoon City! I will definitely make them pay the price of blood!"

Eric roared. At the same time, he slapped the letter on the table.

"Lord...... The hosts!"

At this time, Glover suddenly realized that something was wrong.

As soon as Eric's fingers made contact with the letter, a bit of turquoise flame had begun to burn at that point, greedily devouring the surrounding area.

"Huh, that's ......."

Atas next to him immediately made a move, and the light of a large number of spell items on his body flickered, and the spells that had been prepared for a long time were activated one after another.

- [Detect the curse!]

- [Holy Light Protection!]

- [Thorn Armor!]

Several layers of light directly enveloped him and Eric, and then, a layer of teleported light flickered, engulfing the figures of Eric and Asta.

After the space transformation, Eric and Asta have arrived at the mansion in the core of Silvermoon City.

"I have used this as the spatial coordinate point of the portal, even the legendary powerhouse cannot enter the Silvermoon City at will......"

Atas looked at Eric: "It's my dereliction not to find this new type of curse this time......"

"Please don't say that, Mr. Athas......" Eric is still very tolerant of people who are really capable and powerful, "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I don't know what bad luck I would have suffered today!"

Speaking of this, Eric's face changed again: "That damn Nien Chamber of Commerce actually dares to break the unspoken rules and directly use this kind of subordinate means, I will not let them go!"

"I'm so interested in that new curse that it can get past my detection......"

Attas, on the other hand, touched his necklace: "I hope to be able to go back and carefully observe the reaction." ”

"No problem, isn't Glover right there anyway? a great test subject, and given the distance he was at the time, he must have been affected by the curse......"

Eric replied without hesitation, and there was not the slightest hint of distress in his eyes, all of which were filled with endless anger and ruin.

"That stupid dog, I still have to find someone to take his place......"

Eric waved his hand fiercely, and a little green light flashed in front of him.

"Mmmmmmmm

Attas's exclamation was heard, and then Eric was horrified to find that a little green flame was still clinging to his fingers like maggots on tarsal bones, and black ink lines appeared on the surface of his skin, squirming slightly, as if sucking blood.

"How can there be this type of curse, it's completely unreasonable......"

Atas felt like his perception was about to be turned upside down.

But then, Eric's screams rang even louder.

After absorbing enough blood, the green flame consumed all the ink threads, detached from his fingers, and floated and burned in midair.

The glowing green flames roared with a terrible roar, forming a small portal in mid-air.

Before Atas and Eric could react, the portal opened with a bang, and a syllable came from it:

“#amp;%！！！！”

It was a voice that no one could describe, and it didn't even exist in this world, and it couldn't be retold at all.

The high-pitched, roaring notes seemed to contain all the resentment and hatred in the world, like a murmur from hell, a thousand or ten thousand times more evil than the devils and demons, and swept around with the sound waves.

"I ...... What's wrong with me......"

Eric felt his head dizzy, his throat felt like a fire, and his voice became hoarse, worse than the most worn bellows.

"You ......" Suddenly, Eric pointed at Atas in front of him in horror, the other party's face was already covered with huge tumors one after another, making his whole person look fattered, and terrifying pus continued to flow out, with a strong corrosiveness, constantly encroaching on the otherwise healthy body.

"No...... No, I ......."

Eric looked at his hands, abscesses the size of gold coins had emerged, and the rancid pus began to burst and erode, and the terrifying pain was constantly irritating his nerves.

He then fell to the ground, looking at Atas next to him, who had turned into white bones, and could no longer even make a sound.

He used to have supreme power and was the underground emperor of the entire northern border, but now, he couldn't even send a cry for help, and he couldn't even make his own decisions about life and death.

Finally, Eric could only watch in despair as his body was constantly corroded, and his head swollen into a huge tumor, which exploded with a bang, directly ending his life of sin.

At the same time, in the entire main material world, all the clansmen who were related to Eric by blood were horrified to find that their bodies were covered with terrifying tumors, and they were instantly corroded and fell to the ground and died.

In the Consulate of New Silvermoon City.

The Silver Moon Queen Erasdra wore her crown and looked at the legendary Grand Duke to the side.

"Your Excellency, the logistical ...... of the Nozo Line"

At this time, in the hall, in addition to the legendary duke, Ilminster and other high-level officials were also there, obviously discussing extremely important matters.

The Grand Duke's face was graceful, and when he was about to say something, his face suddenly changed.

A terrifying layer of color emerged from the surface of his skin, and sarcomas rolled through his body as if a small mouse were running.

"It's a curse!"

Ilminster was the first to step forward, and a spell to remove the curse had been thrown.

The people present were all top-level powerhouses, and there were even a few legendary priests, and all kinds of methods had been used in an instant.

Not only that, as a legendary mage, the Grand Duke himself has a variety of life-saving methods, but at this time they all seem to have lost their effect, and he can only watch him fall to the ground and start screaming and wailing.

"A terrible curse!"

Ilminster frowned, a film of light had already isolated the legendary Grand Duke from the rest.

Only then did he look at the Grand Duke struggling in the diaphragm, a few obsidian talismans scattered on the ground to be exact, and said to Erastro.

"Those talismans are [Legendary Stand-in Techniques], which can replace him to accept any attacks and even toxins and curses, but at this time, they have completely lost their effect......"

A hint of fear appeared in Ilminster's eyes: "Judging from this situation, even if the Duke prepares the clone in advance, I am afraid it will be ......" (To be continued.) )