Chapter 231 The Origin of the Curse (Please Subscribe)

January 5.

Aaron went out for a walk, stopped in front of some sales advertisements, and talked with several businessmen who were interested in selling their properties.

Eventually, at night, he ate dinner at one of the better-known restaurants nearby.

After enjoying the last grilled lamb chop, Aaron wiped his palms with a towel, got up to check out, and walked out of the restaurant.

He walked unhurriedly, suddenly turned and walked into a remote alley.

"Come out, Miss Tasha, you've been following me for a long time."

Aaron turned and looked at the shadow of the street, his tone calm.

"Green...you surprised me."

Tasha's figure is like a chameleon, stepping out of the shadows, her thighs on high heels are as dexterous as a cat.

"You're following me? For what?"

Aaron asked in feigned anger.

"I'm just curious about the caster behind you..." Tasha said a lie she didn't believe, with a sincere and charming smile on her face, she moved forward step by step: "I want to have a more in-depth communication with you... "

She hadn't discovered the master casting master behind Green, so Tasha didn't want to turn against Green if it wasn't necessary.

"In-depth communication?" Aaron sneered and took out a long box from his arms. After opening it, there was a dark dagger with dark red blood grooves and strange patterns on the dagger blade: "This is the finished product. , you should give the money."

"It's actually finished?"

Tasha couldn't hide her surprise, and at the same time whispered in her heart: 'It's naive to think about trading at this time... Fortunately, since the production is completed, it means that the person behind him is already under the control of our 'vulture'. ’

She twisted the water snake's waist and stepped forward, took the dagger: "Its name? Does it have any negative effects?"

"It's called the 'Weeping Blade', and the negative effect is that it makes your sense of touch extremely sharp, even to the point where you can get a wonderful pleasure when you touch it... If you can't adapt, you will be very passive in battle."

Aaron said like a stunned young man: "As for the ability of the 'Weeping Blade', the wounds it creates will not heal and continue to bleed..."

'That's right, it really is this curse ability! ’

Tasha's eyes brightened, and the tip of her right finger gently stroked the blade, as if testing the sharpness of the blade.

"Hurry up and give the money, next time I don't want to deal with a guy like you who has no integrity." Aaron seemed dissatisfied.

'Innocent! ’

Tasha sneered in her heart, pretending to stretch out her left hand to get her wallet, and the ‘weeping blade’ in her right hand suddenly flashed a beautiful arc and pierced into Aaron’s chest!

"what!"

The screams sounded at the same time as the sound of the dagger falling.

Tasha looked at her bloody palm with a look of horror on her face.

In the middle of her originally white palm, there was a scar cut by a knife!

At this time, a large amount of blood rushed out from it.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, the 'Crying Blade' also has a hidden negative effect. I held a 'mirror reflection' secret ritual for it. The first time it hurts others, it will be reflected back and fall. In the hands of the perpetrator... very kind, right? This contains the philosophy that teaches us to be kind..."

Aaron touched his uninjured chest and picked up the 'Crying Blade' on the ground: "After this injury, it can serve its new owner wholeheartedly...because it was you who moved first. Hand, tore up the contract, so we are already enemies, and I don't need to return this magical item to you, which is in line with law and justice."

"you……"

Tasha wanted to scold a bunch of swear words, but she stared at the bleeding palm, her face full of fear.

She whistled suddenly.

Buzz!

In the darkness, many mosquito-like monsters suddenly flew out and rushed towards Aaron.

Tasha gritted her teeth, turned her body around, and quickly fled the scene.

When her back disappeared, dark beetles emerged one by one, more vicious than monsters, gnawing at the mosquitoes one by one, and devoured them all in a short time.

"Is it the way of 'pupa'? The ability seems to be manipulating bugs..."

Aaron walked out of it, his expression flat, as if he didn't care about Tasha's escape.

Fortunately, Tasha had already left, otherwise, if she saw this scene, she would be scared to death.

Her extraordinary ability is to manipulate insects, but the demon bugs in Aaron's hands are obviously more terrifying than hers!

Aaron stepped forward, dipped some of Tasha's blood on the ground with a tissue, and returned to the hotel.

He will use this medium to foretell Tasha's whereabouts and the terrible encounter that is about to come.

After all... Aaron brought out the curse contained in the original withered palm at one time and transferred it to the dagger!

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Xiacheng District, where the 'Vulture' organization resides.

The strength of the 'vulture' is not tyrannical. It was transformed from an original gangster. The leader Mag only accidentally assassinated a mysterious person by poisoning and obtained the inheritance.

Then, relying on bravery, accommodating some vicious criminals, and picking up the residual interests of some large organizations, the 'vulture' has developed. It has a bad reputation in the mysterious world and is regarded as a scavenger. Vulture.

Mag is the beast-like man who owns a room in the Moving Castle and conspires with Tasha.

At this moment, he was pouring rye beer into his mouth, as if drinking water.

"Boss, 'Red Bee' is back."

A man who was also an Extraordinary, but only had the first quality activated, a subordinate named 'Laud' came in to report: "She is in a very bad state..."

"Mag... I failed, we all underestimated that young apprentice, he is very strong, no, very cunning!"

After a while, Tasha walked in, her right hand was covered with thick gauze, but blood was still seeping outwards, soaking her entire palm red.

"Apprentice... Have you found his teacher?" Mag's breath instantly became a little dangerous.

"No... If you don't take out the last ointment soon, I will lose blood and die!"

Tasha cursed Lauder next to him and asked the latter to rush to a room inside and took out a box of ointment-like items.

"This wound, is that curse?"

Seeing Tasha's bleeding wound, Mag said solemnly.

"Yes, that cursed thing has been forged into a dagger with the ability to create bloody wounds... I was tricked by that apprentice. Damn..."

Tasha gritted her teeth: "When I get better, I will definitely let him know what regret is!"

"Very good, as long as it is made into a magical item, that 'craftsman' must also be cursed."

McGonagall nodded in satisfaction.

They had once discovered a terrifying ancient ruin, entangled by the lingering curse inside, leaving bloody wounds on their bodies that would not heal!

Fortunately, Mag was cruel that time, paying the painful price of half of the casualties of the organization members, and brought out a method of making a healing potion from the ruins, which is that kind of plaster.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the 'Vulture' organization will completely perish under that terrible curse!