Poor Aqia's thin body was pinched and dried like a corpse, and was thrown aside like garbage by Lynch, and every day, countless people died in the slums, and the fate of Aqia in the future was either to become the plaything of the nobles or to be sold to that kind of place.

No nonsense, Lynch is going to start constructing.

"I'd better stay away from you. "Philin doesn't know much about curses, so she's afraid it will affect her.

"You're a full-fledged wizard, even if it's a curse, can a secondary sorcery hurt you? Lynch said embarrassedly. Feline didn't listen to Lynch, and sat a little farther away from him.

Lynch took a deep breath, and after spreading out the witchcraft scroll on the table, his spiritual power began to emit out, and then mobilized the blood of Akia in the basin, and a pinch of blood squirmed like a small red snake and flew above the witchcraft scroll, and Lynch began to construct on the sheepskin scroll according to the witchcraft model of 'Death of Seyu' remembered in his mind.

Although it is a mysterious curse to learn witchcraft, it is only a secondary witchcraft, and compared to the witchcraft model of Hunting Wings, it is simpler than the former, and Lynch also has relatively experience in construction, which is not difficult.

For an hour, due to a deviation in one line, the witchcraft model fell apart on the reels, and the blood of the controlled Aqia splattered Lynch's face. Like a frightened bunny, Filine dodged out of the door.

Lynch glanced at the door with disdain and wiped the blood from his face.

"Mistress Felin, this is just a model of witchcraft, just like any other discipline. ”

"You didn't say it earlier. ”

As soon as the words fell, Philine walked in casually, without the slightest look of embarrassment on her face.

Lynch enjoys the feeling of constructing a model of witchcraft, and the more complex the model, the more you can exercise your mental power, which will be of great benefit to your proficiency in controlling your mental power.

......

In the past week, as Lynch controlled the last line of the first connection, the witchcraft model of the death of this color was finally constructed on the scroll, strictly speaking, this is the third witchcraft model constructed by Lynch, and it is cursed, with this speed, it is enough to see his talent in curse science.

The witchcraft model is composed of a faint red glow, and unlike the witchcraft models of other schools, the curse witchcraft model is more esoteric.

Ferin approached the room with a bottle of rum and saw Lynch as he reeled.

"Done?"

"To be precise, it's not done, it's still the last step. Lynch smiled.

"The last step?Isn't the witchcraft model already constructed?can't the direct spiritual power be triggered?" Filine said as she took a sip of rum and wondered.

"The most important step is to collect the color yu. The corners of Lynch's mouth curled. This is the special feature of curse science, the curse science that Lynch understands at present is based on the six dark emotions of human beings, and the reason why curse science is powerful is precisely because there is an extra step, such as the witchcraft of the Seyu faction, which is to collect the color of creatures.

"This, how do you collect this lust?"

"Master Firin, come with me. ”

Lynch walked out of the room, his wings shook behind his back, and flew onto the roof, and Philin followed behind him, curious about what Lynch was going to do. Looking into the distance, the night view of Sunset City is beautiful, it is the capital of the Kingdom of Dia, even late at night, those bustling areas are still brightly lit, and the roads are full of pedestrians.

Somewhere bustling street, with the smell of smoke powder and erosion floating in the air, scantily dressed women holding smoking guns and leaning against the edge of the threshold with decadent expressions on their faces, this is a paradise for the rich in Sunset City, full of sensual scenery.

"It's unsightly. Philin said with a frown.

Lynch smiled lightly, did not speak, his wings shook and flew towards a rather large house, flipped over and landed on the eaves by the window below, through the gap in the window, Lynch could see that the two ketone bodies on the bed inside were squirming, the beautiful scenery, and a burst of gasps that made people blush and heartbeat, and Feline blushed on the side.

"Interesting, Lynch. Filine was speechless.

"Don't worry, Lord Firin, look at it, something interesting is coming. Lynch smiled lightly, opened the witchcraft scroll of the death of the structural color, and then the spiritual power penetrated into it, triggering it slightly, and then the witchcraft scroll on the scroll actually began to rotate, and as it rotated, streams of bright red energy were pulled from the room into the witchcraft model.

It probably lasted for more than a minute, and the man and woman in the room had stopped moving, looking at each other with confused faces, and there was no filthy thought in their minds.

"Hey, Lord Felin!" Lynch smiled, turned his head to look at Firin, and was stunned, the latter's face was flushed, and he was tightly covering his eyes with his little hands, plus his loli appearance, pretty face, really a little cute.

"Okay, okay Lynch. ”

"Mistress Firin, you can open your eyes. Lynch said speechlessly. Anyway, I've been living for more than 30 years, and a full-fledged wizard can't bear this little scene?

"Oh, what do you think I'm doing, do I have something on my face?" said Firin, touching her hot face.

"It's okay, let's go. Lynch chuckled.

"Where are you going?"

"Next stop, this little bit of color is not enough. ”

"No, no, no, I'm not going, I'm waiting for you at the hotel, I'll go back first. Filine hurriedly refused, and then flew off in the direction of the hotel. Lynch touched his nose and didn't know what he was thinking, laughed inexplicably, and took the witchcraft scroll, looking for the next stop.

......

This night, something strange happened to make the merchants on the street very puzzled, many guests went back halfway through, and the next day there were guests complaining, saying that the woman did not respond, and the experience of shooting was poor, and the culprit of all this was naturally Lynch.

Lynch and Philin were in the hotel, discussing experimenting with the witchcraft.

"How do I think that a secondary sorcery is so troublesome, and what emotions are collected, but also the items on the target's body. Feline said.

Casting a curse spell is not like other schools, throwing a big fireball or something right on the opposite side. The mystery of curse science lies in the fact that I don't know who killed it when I die.,The last step of casting the death of Seyu,It's to ask for things on the target's body.,Columns.,Things that are often carried on the body, etc.,As long as it's contaminated with the target's breath.,It can be used as a curse.。

Of course, this is only what Lynch has learned so far, and it does not mean that curse science only has this framework.

"It's just a secondary level of witchcraft, and the knowledge of curses is as deep as the sea, and I've only scratched the tip of the iceberg. Lynch said.

"Who are you going to experiment with this sorcery?" asked Firin.

Lynch narrowed his eyes and didn't speak. First of all, civilians would not consider it, at least a wizard's apprentice to embody the power of witchcraft. Late at night, Lynch came to a small fort alone, this is Grace's family, the same Grace who invited an official wizard to intercept Lynch, Lynch is more vindictive, and naturally targets Grace's family.

His father was a big earl, and he was also a wizard apprentice, but his talent was very poor, and he was too lazy to cultivate, and embarked on the road of politics. Now that Grace is dead, and he is an only child, the Count can be described as miserable.

Lynch's movements were very light, his wings stirred, he landed on the roof of the small castle, found a window and climbed in, the castle was dark, everyone was asleep at this time, Lynch found the earl's room with his feet on his feet, and opened the door with the skull key, at this time the earl was lying on the bed with his head covered, like a dead pig, Lynch took a piece of the earl's clothes and left.

On the roof of the castle, the cool breeze was blowing, the moonlight was pouring down, and the Count's clothes were hung by Lynch, who spread out the scroll with one hand and muttered to himself. As Lynch's spiritual power penetrated into the scroll, the spell murmured slowly, and the scroll floated in the air.

From the pentagram circle, a strange small Malakas condensed from magic particles crawled out, looking like a miniature version of the cursed god of Malakas, the size of a palm, Lynch was quite surprised, found that he could control it, Lynch's mind moved, and the spider-like Malakas flew towards the earl's clothes, crawling around on it.

Then there was a whoosh, and it disappeared into thin air......