Seeing the flying heads becoming clearer and clearer in the fog, Princess Margaret groaned, stretched out her hands to cover her neck and closed her eyes:
"Under normal conditions, it is impossible for this relic to create so many clones. The relic is going out of control. Mr. Hamilton, move back quickly, the curse is taking effect on us."
"That's not necessary."
Shade took a step forward and clapped his hands together:
"ha!"
Opening his arms, the huge arc-shaped light blade cut through the thick fog and hit the dense wall of human heads. Silver Moon's light blade hit the wall, and in the increasingly weird murmur of the heads, the moonlight collided with the flying heads.
Dull curses appeared in waves, and a huge gap was cut in the "wall", but it was filled with new heads in the blink of an eye:
"Stop attacking, the curse on you..."
Princess Margaret immediately reminded her, and then she was surprised to see the black on Shade's neck suddenly brighten, burning as if ignited by fire, and then disappeared.
The "divine afterglow" state protects the soul from pollution, while the "last fire of the first fire" can make the body immune to specific curses. The clerical relic [The Curse of the Beheading of Charles II] is a flesh-and-blood curse, which was caused by the first fire.
Types of restraint.
"Which one is the main body?"
Shade looked at the crushing heads with sharp eyes.
【Same as before, everything is the original body.】
"Chains of Sin!"
The black chain flowed out of the sleeve. After it extended to a sufficient length, Shade held one end of the chain tightly with his right hand and whipped it towards the "wall of heads" like a long whip:
"The power of the red dragon!"
The tight muscles caused the chain to twitch, and the sound of swishing through the air made Princess Margaret, who was uneasy because she saw the runes on the "Chain of Sin", come back to her senses. She saw the one that seemed to be able to absorb light.
The pitch-black chain almost destroyed most of the "wall of human heads" with just one blow:
"What a powerful thaumaturgy!"
The princess couldn't help but admire, but Shade explained softly:
"It has no offensive power!"
As he spoke, [Living Rope Trick] controlled the direction of the chain in the air without following any physical laws, and then Shade knocked out the chain again, completely breaking through the wall of heads that kept approaching.
The densely packed heads rolled down into the dirty alley like rubber balls, turning into puddles of black mud amidst the curses. The [Sin Chain] continued to pull towards the only remaining head in the air, which was probably
Because it had lost so much strength, the head didn't even try to escape. Instead, it opened its mouth and bit the end of the sin chain:
"good chance!"
Both sides exerted force at the same time, and the strength of the human head competed with Shade's physical strength. In the end, Shade was slightly better. While the head was being pulled, the chain, under Shade's control, penetrated through the mouth of the human head, and then followed it.
The esophagus came out from the lower end of the head. It made a circle and then wrapped around the back end of the chain, which was equivalent to stringing the human head on the chain.
[Gluttony], [Greed], [Sloth], the runes of mortal sin flickered on the chain, and the still shaking head finally calmed down little by little while Shade's spirit was rapidly consumed:
"A great sin..."
Finally his eyes closed and he became completely motionless.
"alright."
Shade breathed a sigh of relief. Amidst the clattering sound, the [Sin Chain] pulled the head to this side. He pulled the chain with his right hand and held the head in his hand. When Shade went to see Mag again
Princess Litte, the latter calmly took a step back.
She pursed her lips. Although she guessed that the knight of Delarion might be very capable, she didn't expect him to be so capable. She would definitely not be able to contain the relic that was on the verge of getting out of control, but after Shade appeared just now,
He actually defeated the opponent head-on through head-on confrontation.
"Mr. Hamilton, what level of warlock are you?"
"Miss Mary" asked softly, Shade shook his head:
"Miss Mary, since you refuse to explain your true identity, I have no reason to tell you my level. However, you are a ring warlock from out of town, and you probably don't know the local situation. Starting from this summer, various strange things have happened in the local area.
Things happen frequently. Our group is friends with Mr. Madison’s group, so I want to remind you to be careful in Tobesk."
"OK."
The princess said carefully and took back her puppet. Shade put his hand in his pocket, took out a paper bag and put the head in it, then took a few steps back, took a few steps and kicked the wall with his shoe, using his free left hand.
He just stretched upward and grabbed the brass-colored metal pipe hanging on the wall. He jumped up neatly and reached the window sill on the second floor in a few clicks, allowing himself to return to the Three Cats Hotel.
Then he went to see Princess Margaret in the alley. The latter looked at the window on the second floor with some embarrassment, obviously unable to climb up like Shade.
"Please come up."
The chain hung from the window, but Princess Margaret shook her head.
When she returned to the hotel from the main entrance and saw the group on the second floor, Shade and Dr. Schneider had already sat back at the table.
The head returned to the woman's body. Then Shade asked for a room at Mrs. Thornmee's. Dr. Schneider sent his patient back to the room. Mr. Madison supported the woman and, together with Princess Margaret,
Entered the new room on the third floor with Shade.
Containing the clerical relic [The Curse of the Decapitation of Charles II] is Princess Margaret’s academy mission. She needs to rely on this relic to exchange for the special material "Blood Doll's Thread" from Serkses. This is her
One of the core materials for promotion from the fourth ring to the fifth ring, even if she is a princess, she cannot get it from other places.
Extracting the relics from a woman requires quite complicated steps. When Dr. Schneider knocked on the door and ducked in, the ceremony was only half-prepared. After all, Shade and the doctor took other people's money, so they also helped arrange the ceremony.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, they placed the unconscious woman on a chair and moved the chair to the ritual matrix painted on the ground.
Shade closed the curtains, and the doctor blocked the light at the crack of the door with newspapers. After everything was ready, as Mr. Madison by the wall turned off the gas lamp, in the darkness, all the chalk marks on the ground lit up.
Princess Margaret held a specially treated silver table knife, wore a brown leather apron, and put on a crow mask that served as a ritual symbol. Under the gaze of three men, she stood next to a chair and cut with her own hands.
Cut off the woman's head.
There was no blood on the cut surface, but there was squirming black mud. Princess Margaret held her head in her left hand, and with her right hand took out a wide-mouthed glass Erlenmeyer flask filled with fresh flesh and blood from the front pocket of her apron, and put the glassware
Put it under your head.
The flesh and blood in the glass conical flask was the bait. The wriggling black mud gradually broke away from the incision in the head, then got into the bottle, and instantly corrupted the mass of flesh and blood. The wriggling black mud arrived.
At this step, it finally turned into a disgusting black parasite, but after being separated from a real living person, its whispering element was already quite low.
"Miss Mary seems to be very good at this kind of surgery."
Shade whispered from the side, and the doctor explained:
"The training focus of Serkses Medical School and St. Byrons are different. In addition to their superb potion and alchemy skills, they are also good at undead and human body transformation."
Seeing that the relic was perfectly peeled off, Princess Margaret breathed a sigh of relief and handed the bottle to Mr. Madison aside, while she re-sewed the woman's head. This unfortunate woman was not from Tobesk, but from
Cities further south came all the way here, and then their identity was discovered by Serkses.
After the relic was detached, if her head could be sewn back as soon as possible, she could still survive. However, because she had been attached to the relic for too long, her spirit had been irreparably damaged. After that, the Serkses Higher Medical School would send someone to
She picked her up and, after confirming that she could return to normal life, sent her back to the place where she lived.
"Fortunately, okay, the containment process is going smoothly. If it really gets out of control, we will be in big trouble this time."
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Mr. Madison, who was wearing gloves, said, shaking the bottle vigorously, and after confirming that the dark worm in the bottle was no longer moving, he carefully placed it into the open metal box on the table. This box was
The real containment container has the emblem of the Serkses Medical School on its surface - a book pierced by a scalpel.
"What happens if it gets out of control?"
Shade asked curiously.
"Within three hundred meters around Feitou, the heads of all humanoid creatures will automatically separate from their necks."
Mr. Madison touched his neck, and Dr. Schneider clicked his tongue at the door:
"Such strange relics have become more and more common in the past six months. Although there were dangerous relics that were not contained in big cities in the past, the frequency was not so high."
"Is Tobesk dangerous?"
Princess Margaret, who was still undergoing "suturing surgery" asked.
Dr. Schneider looked at Mr. Madison, Mr. Madison looked at Schade, and Schade looked at Dr. Schneider. For a moment, no one gave an answer.
After sewing up the woman's head, Mr. Madison hired a carriage to send the woman away. Princess Margaret held the box containing the relics and paid Shade and the doctor. She obviously still had something to say.
He wanted to tell Xia De, but in the end he hesitated and left.
This made Shade even more looking forward to seeing Princess Margaret in public next time.
He and Dr. Schneider stood at the window of the room on the third floor, watching "Miss Mary" disappear into the crowd of people in Anthem Square. The doctor then asked:
"Shade, now the princess knows that you are a ring sorcerer, but the princess doesn't know that you already know that she knows that you are a ring sorcerer. And you know that she is also a ring sorcerer, but you know even more that she doesn't know that you know that she knows that you are a ring sorcerer.
Warlock, what will you do next?"
The doctor's words were easy to understand. Shade replied:
"So what if Princess Margaret knows that I am a ring magician? I am more interested in another correspondence student from Senric than her."
"Sir Prisha?"
the doctor asked.
Shade nodded:
"Doctor, if you know that Sir Prisha is going to be involved in the collection of relics or other activities related to the Ring Warlock in the local area, remember to inform me that I need to see him for something."
The doctor didn't ask Shade what he wanted to do:
"No problem, I'll just ask Alan. In fact, I just wanted to say it last time. Since there are ring warlocks in the Anjou royal family, there should also be some in the royal family of our kingdom."
As he spoke, he glanced at Sha De, obviously wanting to get confirmation from Sha De.
Shade hesitated for a moment and nodded:
"The royal families of both countries have personal relationships with the Thaumatology Academy. Although the Five Gods Church has promised not to interfere with secular royal power, it is impossible for the royal family not to make its own plans."
"clear."
The doctor sighed and looked at the bustling crowd in Anthem Square:
"We are living in the best of times. The divine power and the royal power support each other. Social changes are generally peaceful. The two human kingdoms have basically maintained peace due to the advent of the steam age. I really hope that this era can continue...
.. No matter how much I think about it, I know it’s impossible.”
The doctor tapped the wooden window sill with his finger, and then motioned to Shade to go with him to see Mr. Jims. The gentleman had slept all afternoon and should probably wake up.
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