Li Ang muttered to himself, his eyes flickering, "If it's true, then this mission is very difficult, and you have to think of a perfect way to do it......"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a softness under his feet, and a thin and pale arm firmly grasped his leg and dragged him into the black hole!

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the black hole closes and everything returns to calm.

And Leon's figure has completely disappeared.

In the depths of the black hole, endless darkness shrouded the sky, and the five fingers could not be seen.

Leon's eyes widened, trying to adjust to the darkness around him, but he still couldn't see ahead, and could only vaguely see a pitch-black coffin hovering not far away.

Li Ang stepped forward and gently knocked on the outer wall of the coffin.

Knock, knock, knock!

The heavy, thick coffin made a loud sound, like the beating of the heart.

"Who's pretending?"

Li Ang screamed, clenched his fist and smashed it on the outer wall of the coffin, and a layer of blue-purple arc burst out, instantly covering the entire coffin.

Squeak ~ Squeak ~ Squeak ~

A shrill grinding sound rang out from inside the coffin, and wisps of smoke came out, condensing into a blurry and distorted face.

The owner of this face was an older woman, dressed in a wide black robe, with a haggard complexion, deep-set eyes, and an extremely weak appearance.

She stared at Leon, her lips trembling, and a hoarse voice coming out of her throat, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Li Ang saw her face clearly, and his heart suddenly sank.

The contours of the old woman's face were unfamiliar and unimpressive, and she was supposed to be a new face.

And in her, there was a hint of familiar fluctuations, it turned out to be a familiar soul!

This person...... He used to be a member of the magic array, and maybe he was a survivor of the terrifying sacrifice that he had participated in.

It's just that for some reason, she's become like this now?

Wait a minute...... Is it cursed?!

Li Ang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the top of the old woman's head, where there was a dark cloud-like black shadow, constantly rolling and wriggling.

"Who the hell are you?"

He spoke again and asked the old woman's name, "Your soul is hurt, and I have a way to cure it." ”

Hearing Li Ang's voice, the old woman's cloudy and gloomy eyes moved, as if she wanted to speak, but she didn't spit out the slightest sound.

She was slumped, her body shook twice, and she sat down on the ground, her chest gasping violently, and the corners of her mouth overflowed with bright red blood.

Li Ang squatted down, touched her pulse, and frowned, "You are too seriously injured to hold on." ”

"Ahem, ahem!"

The old woman waved her hand with difficulty, a hoarse and dry cough coming out of her throat.

She barely managed to squeeze out a few strange symbols, which Leon knew, and it was the text of the Sals Empire!

"You're a Salsian?!" Li Ang was surprised.

The Sars Empire was a very old state, which suddenly collapsed at the end of the twentieth century, and only a handful of nobles escaped, establishing another form of civilization.

This culture has ancient occultism at its core and has many wonderful abilities, one of which is curses.

The so-called curse, as the name suggests, is a curse created with special magic.

In ancient Greek mythology, Ares used a curse to kill the gods.

The magic of the Sals Empire is relatively simple and crude, sealing his soul in a coffin, waiting for the day when the curse erupts, so that his soul will fall into the nether forever!

In this way, even if the soul leaves the body after death, it can continue to survive by relying on the power of the soul.

However, the Sals Empire fell more than a thousand years ago, so what happened to this woman in front of her?

A chill ran through Leon's heart, and he looked at her indifferently, "Do you want to tell me that this curse requires sacrifice?" ”

The old woman struggled to climb to Leon's feet, stretched out her thin arms around his legs, shook her head pleadingly, and then, with all her might, wrote an obscure incantation on the side of his legs, and gestured a symbol before his eyes.

It was a cumbersome and treacherous symbol, made up of eighteen slender black threads in series, like the teeth and claws of some kind of monster.

Leon took a closer look and noticed that the black lines intersected each other, forming a texture that resembled a combination of runes and words, and looked somewhat like some kind of charm.

He raised his right hand, palm down, and pressed the symbol, urging the soul power to penetrate into the symbol.

Airplanes!

The symbol lit up with a green light, and then spread rapidly, covering the entire coffin in the blink of an eye.

In an instant, the green light dissipated and everything returned to normal.

"This ......"

Li Ang was stunned and looked down at the old woman, but saw that her eyes were dilated and she had no breath.

Li Ang sighed, stood up, and looked around the coffin, except for a bumpy cylindrical stone box, he could not find the slightest abnormality.

"Huh? It's ......"

Leon suddenly noticed that there was something strange about the surface of the stone box, which seemed to contain some kind of magic.

He reached out and touched the bottom of the crate.

Click! Click!

The cracks around the crate quickly expanded, and soon, it turned into a boxy stone box, stuck his right hand in the center, perfectly isolating his detection.

At this time, the stone box slowly rises and floats in the air.

Leon tried to move his right hand, but found that he couldn't pull it no matter how hard he tried.

He frowned, and with his mental power, he unleashed a slender flame whip.

Syllable!

The whip slammed the stone box, but the stone box did not move, but Li Ang felt his wrist numb, and his right hand bounced off together.

His right hand fell to the ground, and the skin on the back of his hand cracked, oozing red blood, and the pain pierced his heart.

Li Ang rubbed his sore right wrist and wondered, "Could it be that I misjudged?" ”

Just as he was about to withdraw his right hand, the stone box suddenly vibrated violently a few times, making a crunching sound, and then the stone box shattered violently, sprinkling dust on the ground.

Li Ang was stunned.

In the fragments, a crystal clear gem slowly floated, emitting a soft glow that reflected the gray haze around it.

The gemstone is oval in shape and has some intricate patterns carved on the surface, sparkling in the sunlight like a work of art.

This crystal is filled with rich and pure soul power, like the sea, flowing endlessly, and it will not escape a bit.

"It's ...... What is it? ”

Li Ang looked curiously at this strange crystal that emitted light, and suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he said in surprise: "Atomic energy?!" ”

This stone was actually mixed with a large amount of atomic energy, which was even more exaggerated than he expected.

Atomic energy can refine and improve the hardness, density, toughness and other indicators of various metals, and even shape substances to enhance physical defenses.

Crucially, atomic energy is of great help to any profession.