Chapter 17 Blood Relatives

"Too noisy, quiet down, Kortemans!"

Malcolm chanted a spell in an unknown language, and everyone at the scene was imprisoned in place, unable to speak or move.

He said with some dissatisfaction: "Magic is the most perfect art, and you need to keep quiet when watching art performances."

"It is detected that you are imprisoned by magic, you can try to break the imprisonment with magic." Deep Blue gave a prompt.

"No, don't act rashly for the time being."

Herag gave an order. Breaking the imprisonment now will definitely be noticed by Malcolm, which is tantamount to seeking death.

"Well... the blood is drawn, and the next step will begin."

Baron Buck fell to the ground in mid-air and turned into a pile of meat and bones. Only the appearance of a person can be vaguely seen.

Malcolm then took out a test tube. After he opened the cork of the test tube, a figure squeezed out.

The figure was naked, with a distorted face, and a pair of eyes stared at Baron Buck on the ground.

"This must be Lord Simon. Malcolm said he volunteered, but he was probably forced to volunteer." Herag thought.

Simon's soul no longer looked like a human, and it was obvious that he had been tortured.

He took the token to seek help from the wizard, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

"Wizard..." Herag had a new understanding of the wizard group.

"Deep Blue, be sure to record every detail. ׺°"˜˜`"°º×"

"Recording..."

Herag had always wanted to find a way to embark on the path of a wizard. The ready-made wizard was right in front of him, but he couldn't contact him.

He just wanted to be a wizard, not to die. Malcolm in front of him obviously didn't treat them as human beings.

"The last step..."

Malcolm poured Simon's soul in the test tube into the crystal ball. The soul turned into a liquid-like form and flowed into the crystal ball, mixing with Baron Buck's blood.

These two deadly enemies in their lifetime probably never dreamed that one day their souls would blend with their blood.

After the soul and blood mixed, Malcolm quickly chanted something, and then the crystal ball began to burn, emitting bright red flames.

Malcolm looked at the flames, his face showing ecstasy: "Perfect! Perfect artwork! This is the perfect blood curse."

He glanced around: "From now on, Buck's blood relatives within three generations will gradually die. That is a curse that cannot be cured by any medicine. The speed of death is related to personal physical fitness."

"Unfortunately, I don't have time to record and observe these data. There are too few ships passing by Coulson Continent. It will be too late to delay any longer." Malcolm said with regret.

He snapped his fingers to summon the Night Thestrals, turned on them, and bowed to the people around him: "Thank you all for watching my performance. See you again if you are lucky!"

The Night Thestrals spread their wings and flew high, gradually disappearing into the clouds.

"The magic confinement has disappeared."

After Malcolm left, everyone present regained their freedom, and the scene was once again in a state of chaos.

Many people screamed and ran out of the castle. Many people fell down while running. After they fell down, they rolled and crawled on the ground, staring at the castle gate. They just wanted to get out of here.

On the high platform, Baron Buck's two youngest sons cried.

Bloody lines appeared on their bodies. They grabbed their heads tightly, and they didn't feel it even if they scratched their flesh. Their expressions were very painful.

"Kurt! Jim!"

Melissa saw the abnormality of the two people, and ran over and hugged her two brothers.

"Melissa... Sister..." Kurt and Jim suddenly bled from all seven orifices, and the whole person collapsed weakly.

"Ah!" Melissa hugged her two brothers in pain and cried sadly.

Immediately afterwards, Baron Buck's sister, youngest daughter, uncle and others began to have bloody lines all over their bodies.

Without exception, all of them bled to death.

Melissa collapsed on the ground, watching her relatives falling one after another around her, and her heart was extremely sad and desperate.

"Melissa!" Emil ran over and hugged Melissa tightly.

Helag followed and found something unusual. Melissa had no bloody lines on her body until now.

"Emile... I..." Melissa looked at Emil and cried even more sadly.

Her expression suddenly became very horrified: "Emile... you..."

"What's wrong?" Emil was a little confused.

Bloody lines slowly appeared on Emil's body, exactly the same as those of Baron Buck's fallen relatives.

"I..." Emil looked at his hands, fear and doubt surged in his heart at the same time.

Helag immediately went to check on Emil's condition: "Why do you have blood curse lines on your body? Are you and Baron Buck blood relatives within three generations? Miss Melissa is fine until now, which means that she and Baron Buck are not actually related by blood, but Emil and Baron Buck are related by blood."

Emil and Melissa were both confused.

Emil said, "I am an orphan, picked up by Baron Buck..."

He obviously understood that Baron Buck had lied to him, and he was probably Baron Buck's son.

And Melissa, for some reason, was not Baron Buck's daughter.

"Why?" Melissa looked at her still white hands and was completely confused.

The answer to all this may only be known by Baron Buck, who has turned into a pile of bones.

Or maybe, even he didn't know that Melissa was not his biological daughter.

"The aristocratic circle is really messy..." Herag sighed speechlessly.

"Cough... cough..." Emile coughed violently and coughed up a bunch of blood.

"Emile!" Melissa looked desperate.

Seeing this scene, Herag suddenly thought of Nicholas's pocket watch, which contained the holy healing technique that could dispel the curse.

He quickly took out the pocket watch he was wearing: "Deep Blue, input magic power into the pocket watch."

"Inputting, 1% has been input..."

"10% has been input..."

The pocket watch did not respond.

"23% has been input..."

The pocket watch still did not respond, and Herag was a little anxious.

What he was worried about now was that if his whole body of magic power was not enough to use the pocket watch, then Emile would really be powerless to save the situation.

"33% has been input..."

"45% has been input..."

At this moment, the pocket watch emitted a soft white light, and Emile and Melissa both looked up at the pocket watch in Herag's hand.

"This is... that pocket watch..."

A woman's shadow appeared on the pocket watch, with a pair of white wings behind her.

The shadow looked at Emil, slowly opened her mouth, and spit out a white light.

The white light turned into a white mist, which fell on Emil and then merged into Emil's body.

The blood-red lines on Emil's body began to fade, and the blood-red color became lighter and lighter until the blood-red lines disappeared completely.

The shadow on the pocket watch also dissipated at this time.