From the depths of the dark dungeon came the sound of dripping water, mixed with bursts of painful groans, and the strong smell of blood diffused in the air, and a figure in a gray handyman robe, carrying a dark green lamp, slowly walked to the depths of the dungeon.

The dark green candle flame shone on the wall, and a painful and distorted face emerged, which was the resentful spirit imprisoned in the dungeon, tormented day and night, unable to be freed.

The figure walked to a cell, and several hideous bone spurs blocked its way.

"Stop. ”

A pale white bone hand stretched out from the bone spur, the palm of the hand was open, and a mouth full of sharp mouths emerged from the palm of the hand.

"Password. ”

Drops of dark red blood fell from the corners of his mouth.

"Elvis candle fire. ”

"The password is correct. ”

The mouth slowly closes, and the hand of the white bone retracts into a bone spur.

Click, click.

A small gap opened.

Ron bent over with the lamp in his hand.

In the depths of the cell, a wilted old man huddled, bursts of curled up with a cursed aura of corruption emanating from his body, filling the entire cell.

Black shadows squirmed silently, one deep into the old man's body, and the other into the floor of the cell.

Ron looked at the frail old man with a cold gaze.

"Carodi, I'm here again, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer this time. ”

The old man lay motionless on the ground, silent.

Ron leaned over the old man's ear and whispered.

"Today I bring you a story from Brador, and I hope you will like him. ”

The old man's body twitched slightly, and Ron, as if he didn't notice, began to tell the story.

"In the small town of Brado on the Black Coast, there is a happy young man who has azure hair, like the color of the sea over there, enthusiastic and energetic, he also has a beautiful wife, he comes home every day to see her smile, moisturizing him like sunshine, and he also has a two-year-old little angel, she is so lovely, everyone who has seen her, can't help but pinch her cute little face....."

"Enough. ”

The old man made a painful sound, struggled to his seat, moved his body and half leaned against the wall, his cloudy eyes full of fear, anger, pain, sorrow, but no life.

"How did you find them?" asked the old man, gasping.

"A feather of prophecy. Ron stared into the old man's eyes, "I traded all my magic crystals for a Prophecy Feather, and I think you should be able to feel my determination." ”

The old man coughed painfully.

"I've given everything to Elvis, and I can't fool a real wizard. ”

"Don't test my resolve with that adult's name. ”

Ron's voice whispered like a demon's, "Those things, as precious as they are, will never make you want them at all costs, because you are also a formal ...... Sorcerer. ”

The old man shook and looked at Ron with a frightened gaze.

"You see, you succeeded in deceiving the Lord. ”

A dangerous chill flashed in Ron's eyes.

"I have given all the magic crystals I have accumulated for two years, and I have chosen to hide it from the Lord, you should know what this means to me, don't disappoint me again, or that happy story will take an unfortunate turn. ”

The old man closed his eyes, and cloudy tears flowed down his face.

Evan ...... Rena ...... And ...... Connie."

Ron was silent, his face was cold, but cold sweat broke out in his palms, the Forgotten City is the ruins of an ancient wizard city, if the secret he accidentally peeked into is true, the most precious thing in the Forgotten City must not have fallen into the hands of those adults in the Nightmare Corner, the only one who is most likely to get it is the old wizard who sneaked into it, and only he can perceive its preciousness.

If this is exposed, a wizard's anger will be enough to burn him to ashes.

"Curse, bloodline curse. The old man opened his eyes and muttered.

"You are a cunning and greedy devil, I don't believe in you, unless you are willing to connect your life to Evan and make a bloodline curse that you can get it. ”

"As you wish. ”

Ron breathed a sigh of relief, the soul from the earth brought a low elemental affinity, which blocked his dream of becoming a mage, and his fragile physique made it impossible for him to become a warrior either, but there was still a glimmer of hope in the most difficult wizarding path.

When that hope arises, he is willing to gamble with everything he has, including his life.

Ron silently said in his heart: "If I can't control my own destiny, I'd rather choose death." ”

The Chain of Soul Eaters not only devoured Carodi's feeble life, but also dried up his mental power, a torture device designed to imprison mages that was a nightmare for every mage, and the backlash of mental power would prevent them from unleashing even the most advanced sorcery.

Carody trembled and bit the middle finger of his right hand, and drops of black blood flowed out, his life was like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any time.

"Point it on your eyebrows. Carody raised her palm with difficulty, and a drop of golden blood suddenly came out, hanging on the wound on her fingertip.

"This is a drop of Evan blood that I sealed, and my solidified bloodline curse, as long as you drop him in the center of your eyebrows, you will share life with Evan if he dies, and you can only live if he lives. ”

"The wizard's methods are so strange that even the Soul Eater Chain can't completely block you. ”

Ron exclaimed, and without hesitation, he took Carody's right hand and dotted the golden blood on his eyebrows.

After the golden blood touched the center of his eyebrows, it slowly invaded the skin, and an inexplicable feeling swept through the bottom of his heart, as if a thread of his fate came from nothingness, and then tied to a certain place in the depths of his blood, unable to investigate, but connected to each other.

Seeing the disappearance of the golden blood, the old man's eyes suddenly brightened, and the person was a little more energetic, and a radiance of hope enveloped his face.

"Back to light. ”

Ron knew that this old man's life was about to come to an end, and he didn't continue to urge, after the blood link, his life was connected with Evan, even if he hated himself, he would make the only right choice.

"Come out. ”

Carody let out a weak call, and the black blood dripping from the ground squirmed, and a black light flashed, and a half-human-tall one-eyed humanoid skeleton appeared in the cell.

The pale bones clicked, as if they would scatter at any moment, and a faint black glow was released from the skeleton's single eye.

Looking at the black light in the skeleton's eyes, the old man's breath quickly weakened, and he closed his eyes forever with an expression of regret or regret.

The old man died, and the newly summoned skeleton also disappeared into this world, returning to the place where the bones were buried.

Only a thumb-sized black bead remained, lying in the blood with a faint black light.