Chapter 970 Farewell to the "Curse"

Maca still remembered the story, the beautiful girl born in the ancient desert country was favored by some kind of bad luck, and involuntarily developed a terrifying charm that confuses all living beings.

Under the influence of that powerful charm, people within the range will unconsciously have a strong desire to possess girls, and will recklessly attack all potential "competitors" around them, eventually leading to large-scale cannibalism.

Sometimes, beauty may be happiness for a woman; but sometimes, beauty can also become a kind of evil due to some unpredictable factors.

And Willie seems to be the unfortunate girl who inherited the doomed blood of the girl from the ancient country.

Because of that so-called "curse", she is guilty.

Speaking of it, probably because of the trial of losing emotion, Maca has never really felt the horror of the power in Willie's body.

Back then, in the deepest part of the underground vault of the Dark Spirit Pavilion, that was the time when Willy took the initiative to undo the seal, and it was probably the closest he was to that crime.

But now, after the power in Willie's body and even the carrier in the blood have been pulled out by Maca, it has already exploded with the strongest effect under the guidance of Maca.

Faintly, even the seals passed down from generation to generation of the Bulova family seemed to be overwhelmed with a "creaking" sound. If the power of disaster spread, it might cause a huge disaster in an instant.

But to be honest, Maca has no time to care about so much right now.

At this moment, for the first time, he who has mastered a part of the soul rules also felt the gradually rising desire.

He looked at Willie's expression, and a trace of inexplicable fascination slowly emerged.

In terms of appearance,

Willie can indeed be said to be a very beautiful girl—her delicate and delicate facial features, her flabbily skin, and her soft and well-proportioned figure complement her crystal-clear white hair perfectly.

At this moment, under the guidance of Maca's magic, she was sleeping deeply on the side of the bed, and the thin velvet quilt gently covered her waist, outlining a moving arc.

"It is indeed another branch of the soul rule..."

Maca lightly raised his staff with his right hand, and his perception of Willie's soul continued. Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he still couldn't get rid of the influence of that force on him.

As he spoke, he took steps, and gradually approached Willie's bed step by step.

With Maca's tenacious will and his understanding of the rules of the soul, it seemed that he could not resist the burning of desire, and the strength of the power in Willie's body was revealed for a moment.

But all of a sudden, he stepped heavily on the ground, as if he nailed the sole of his foot there, forcibly stopping his continuous progress.

"stand up."

Lifting the staff up again, Wei Li, who was sleeping more and more deeply on the bed, trembled suddenly, and then a translucent figure rose from her body and floated above her body.

That is Willie's soul, and what Maca needs to find at this stage may be hidden in it.

Immediately afterwards, Maca closed her eyes silently, and deepened her perception of Willie's soul.

That rune should be somewhere in the depths of his soul, and he could feel the influence getting stronger...so he had to hurry!

I don't know when, a clear rune appeared on Maca's forehead. This is obviously a symbol that he used the rules of the soul to resist the struggle to a certain extent...

The time of night passed quietly in the slow ups and downs of Willie's soul, and every minute and every second seemed to be endless.

Outside Willie's room, Mr. Blois and the old butler have been guarding the door, and have not left even a step for more than ten hours.

Leaving aside the old housekeeper, at least with Willie's father's level of magic, he could truly feel the intense oppression in the room.

And the oppression of the soul that was almost full of desire also made him understand that Maca must have struggled for more than ten hours - it is not possible for ordinary people to do things while bearing such pressure.

Since Maca is persevering for his daughter, how can he, as a father, leave half a step?

"Patriarch, may I ask someone to bring some snacks? You haven't eaten all day."

"No, I'm not in the mood right now."

Mr. Blois, who was half leaning against the wall, just waved his hands, and then continued to wait silently with his eyes half closed.

He had thought of many ways to help Willie get rid of the trouble of the blood curse, and he had also visited many outstanding wizards. But among so many careful searches, only this time there is a real hope of a solution.

And in this silent waiting, most of the night also quietly passed away. When the moon in the sky was gradually sinking to the west, and the old butler who was no longer young showed a trace of fatigue on his face, Bulova's eyes, which had been slightly closed for a long time, suddenly opened again.

"It seems that there is movement!"

He straightened up and turned to look at the door of Willie's room.

The door didn't change in any way, it was still silently closed in his sight, blocking all possible peeps.

However, under Bulova's perception, he could vaguely perceive the sense of oppression that had always existed before, and it suddenly eased a lot just now.

Yes, something must have changed in there - is Maca on the verge of success?

If Maca could answer at this time, he might be able to say "You guessed right".

But before the moment of success comes, it is often the most difficult and most likely moment of failure.

At the moment Mr. Blois reacted just now, Maca also opened his eyes suddenly. And in his reappeared eyes, the fire of desire and the light of reason seemed to be competing to flicker.

"found it."

After muttering a little hoarsely, he forcefully smashed the staff in his right hand to the ground.

It may be because resisting that force has already caused a great burden on him, so that there is no room for him to control his strength, and this meal is extraordinarily heavy.

But it was also this meal that made him seem to have an extra willpower.

He suddenly stretched out his empty left hand towards Willy's soul, and then pulled it back with difficulty as if he was tearing something.

Every time he pulled his hand back a little, he could see a tiny outline faintly emerging from the surface of Willie's translucent soul, gradually protruding out following his left hand.

After a few more seconds, the translucent outline became more and more clear, and it seemed that it was about to be pulled out of the soul.

There is no doubt that it is a rule rune, and it is also the real source of the "curse of blood" that has haunted the Bulova family for generations!

The next moment, Maca suddenly exerted force again and pulled back with all his might.

There was no shocking scene, not even the slightest sound, the translucent rule rune was finally ripped out of Willy's soul by Maka.

Without the soul as the last point of support, the rune immediately became unstable at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the power to arouse the desires of others began to decline rapidly.

Seeing this, Maca immediately took out a stone slab he had prepared from his waist, and a circle of runes on it immediately lit up with a faint blue light under his magic power.

Immediately afterwards, he swung the staff again, pulling the rune over and pressing it on the stone slab.

"Crackling..."

A sound of cracking sounded from the surface of the stone slab, which was the sound of Maca trying to imprint the rune directly on the new carrier he had prepared.

But soon, Maca couldn't help frowning.

"Crack!"

Unexpected cracks appeared on the stone slab, and if it happened a few more times, the circle of rune patterns outside would not be able to hold it. And until then, the rune carving in the center of the stone slab was only half completed.

In fact, this slate was designed by Maca with reference to the Bewitching Stele. It's a pity that, facing the real second-level rule runes, the probability of success is really too low.

Knowing that he could no longer do what he expected, Maca simply decided to give up temporarily.

Instead of continuing to increase his strength, he took out the bottle of red liquid that had been extracted from Willy's blood, and then pulled out the cork and directly injected the regular runes that were about to collapse from time to time into it.

Letting the power of rules stay in its original carrier is undoubtedly the safest way to preserve it.

If he just did this, he wouldn't be able to separate the two for research.

But no matter what, today Willy finally bid farewell to her "blood curse"... When the family's bad luck no longer entangles her, the future life must become worth looking forward to.

Maca couldn't help but relax after sealing the potion bottle that stored more than half of the "dangerous substance" with the rules of the soul. After carefully putting the bottle back into the leather bag on his waist, he looked at Willie who was still sleeping peacefully, and couldn't help showing a smile.

It's better not to wake her up, let her sleep well until dawn! It's not long anyway.

After casually removing the remaining seal in the room, Maca turned around and gently opened the door, and then felt the gazes of the two pairs who had been waiting outside for a long time.

"It worked."

He whispered something, and then raised an index finger in front of his mouth.

"Don't get too excited, Willie is still asleep!"

When he closed the door smoothly, Willy's father hurriedly pulled him away and wanted to go outside to ask about the situation, but Maca staggered.

"Don't pull, don't pull, I don't want a bag to be thrown out of my head in a while."

Of course, Blois couldn't make him fall, and as soon as he realized the weakness in his feet, he immediately supported him with both hands.

"I'm sorry, I was too excited and reckless!" Mr. Blois said repeatedly at that time, "Oh, thank you for your hard work, McLean... I will send you to the room to let you rest."

But who knows Maca shook his head immediately.

"No, no—I'm afraid I'm not ready for that."

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