John calmly looked at the spell recorded on the parchment, there was really no ripple in his heart, if he didn't succeed, it was just a relief, there was no need to pace around anxiously every day, and there was no need to worry about the expectations and ambitions that his father often talked about, failure was defeat, nothing to be afraid of.

Standing at the door of the study, he looked at John sitting at the desk with sad eyes, his figure seemed to overlap with the other bacon, as if even the future ending coincided.

"Young master, this is the last chance to stop," he said softly, his tone was full of indescribable sadness, neither wanting John to embark on this dead end, nor wanting to see him cough to death on the desk like old Bacon, who could understand the contradictions and struggles in it.

John smiled slightly, his expression relaxed all of a sudden, and he no longer had that feeling of exhaustion, he casually threw the scroll to the house-elf standing aside, and said in a soft voice: "Old man, don't persuade me anymore, go according to the plan"

John went down from his neck to a very beautiful black swan pendant, even in the most difficult situation he never sold this swan pendant, because this pendant is the key to control the castle, it is a strange magic equipment, only the person approved by this pendant can control the magic defense in the castle, he stood up and walked to the corner of the study, there is a black swan statue carved of obsidian with wings flying, this statue is standing silently in the corner of the study, with a pair of cold red eyes quietly watching everything。

When John Bacon hung his little swan pendant in front of the obsidian statue, something strange happened, the statue's blood-red eyes suddenly turned to look at the little swan that was swaying from side to side like a pendulum in mid-air, as if to distinguish something, and then his whole body began to shake violently, like a puppy that had just come out of the water and shook its feathers vigorously.

With the change of this statue, suddenly the whole castle trembled slightly, and then a burst of magic instantly spread throughout the castle, as if the castle that had been calm for a long time finally began to regain its vitality, and the swan statue that caused all this at this time 'brushed' and spread a pair of obsidian wings, and the momentum instantly climbed, looking like it had become a real black swan.

John looked at the radiant statue and whispered, "Kill all the outsiders in the castle and let their blood flow and gather."

The obsidian statue nodded, its scarlet eyes began to flash with a killing light, apparently the castle's protective magic had been activated, the only pity was that the castle's protective magic was more effective for external enemies, and for the enemies who were already inside the castle, there were not many means to target them, except for the two blessed armor puppets and the torture instruments in the dungeon, there were only a few things.

"The rest is up to you, the fate of the Bacon family is now in your hands," John said without looking back at the swan statue in front of him, his voice surprisingly calm, as if he didn't care about what was going to happen at all.

He bowed deeply, clutched the scroll tightly in his hand, and turned to leave the room, leaving his young master alone to face this deep and heavy fate.

There is a narrow vertical window at the corner of the staircase outside the corridor on the third floor, which is the kind of shooting window reserved for defense against foreign enemies, its size is very narrow, even children can't get out of the window, but the short man walked to the wall and climbed to the window on all fours like a spider, and then his head became flat like a sponge, and magically climbed out of the window narrower than his face!

He climbed along the outside wall of the third floor to the entrance of the first floor, and looked at the iron-clad wooden door at the door with cold eyes, as if he had seen through the door panel the greedy people who were wandering around, in his heart, they were all innocent guys!

With the magic on this scroll and the castle's defense measures, you can get what the young master needs, you can let the young master have the power of a wizard, and let the Bacon family regain hope, in fact, the heart of the young man is very distrustful of the dark wizard, which reveals a strong smell of conspiracy, but as the young master said, he has no choice.

In fact, when the old master was still alive, his magical talent was already very weak, compared with his peers, the master's magic ability was much worse, and when it came to the young master, he directly lost the ability to use magic and became a squib! Is this all because of the curse? Maybe with the help of this evil spell, the curse on the young master's body can be lifted.

Looking at the parchment, all the magic power on his body swelled up, and cast a spell on the gate, this spell requires a lot of blood, at least the blood of more than seven people, and if there is the blood of a wizard or the blood of a person with extraordinary abilities, then the probability of John having wizard ability is higher, in addition to this, the soul of the ancestor is also needed, which is also the reason why the ghost of Francis Bacon must be destroyed, and the ghost of a powerful wizard like the explorer Bacon, it is difficult to be completely killed in one breath, and there must be a fragment of his soul left in the castle at this time, which is also the most important component of this spell.

As the spell was cast, the corners of its eyes twitched, and it could feel the strange aura and power of the spell when it was released on the door, and its entire arm had begun to slowly dry up!

That's the third condition for releasing the spell, the servant's flesh! Its right arm will also be sucked up by this damn spell as the price of releasing the spell!

When the spell was released, he suddenly collapsed in place, sweat flowed all over his body, his arms were shriveled and shriveled around him like an air-dried mummy, and he was completely useless, torn off from his body by the wheel, leaving only a layer of wrinkled skin, and even the bones in it had disappeared!

There was a strange light in his eyes, staring at the gate that radiated a faint red light, looking at the gate at this time was like looking at a devil from the abyss, constantly licking his tongue.

Let's get started!Let your blood and flesh be the first stepping stone to the rise of the Bacon family!19610