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"It's too noisy, quiet, Constance!"

Malcolm recited a spell in an unknown language, and everyone at the scene was confined to their original position, unable to speak or move.

He said with some dissatisfaction, "Spell is the most perfect art, and watching an art performance requires keeping quiet."

"Detected being trapped by magic, you can try using magic to break through the confinement." Deep Blue gave a prompt.

"No need, don't act rashly for now."

Herag gave the command that breaking through the confinement now would definitely be noticed by Malcolm, which is equivalent to seeking death.

"Hmm... after the blood is drawn, let's start the next step."

Baron Buck, who was in mid air, fell to the ground and turned into a pile of meat and bones, only vaguely visible as a human figure.

Malcolm immediately took out a test tube, opened the cork of the test tube, and a figure squeezed out.

The figure was naked, with a twisted face and a pair of eyes fixed on Baron Buck on the ground.

"This must be Lord Simon, Malcolm said he volunteered, but I'm afraid he was forced to do so," thought Herag to himself.

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

He went to seek the help of a wizard with a token, but unexpectedly encountered such a situation.

"Wizards..." Herag gained a new understanding of the wizarding community.

"Deep Blue, make sure to record every detail."

"Recording..."

Herrag has been trying to find a way to embark on the path of a wizard, and the existing wizard is right in front of him, but he cannot come into contact with it.

He just wanted to become a wizard, not to seek death. Obviously, the Malcolm in front of him did not treat them like humans.

"The last step..."

Malcolm poured Simon's soul from the test tube into the crystal ball, transforming it into a liquid like form and mixing it with Baron Buck's blood.

These two former rivals may never have imagined that one day their souls would blend with blood.

After mixing his soul and blood, Malcolm quickly recited something in his mouth, and then the crystal ball began to burn, emitting a bright red flame.

Malcolm looked at the flames with ecstasy on his face and said, "Perfect! Perfect artwork! This is the perfect bloodline curse."

He scanned the surroundings and said, "From now on, all of Buck's blood relatives within three generations will gradually die, a curse that no medicine can cure. The speed of death is related to personal physical fitness."

"Unfortunately, I didn't have time to record and observe these data. There are too few ships passing by the continent of Colson, and any further delay won't be enough," Malcolm said with a regretful expression on his face.

He snapped his fingers to summon the Night Vernon, flipped over, and bowed to the people around him, "Thank you all for watching my performance. Goodbye by chance!"

The night vernon spread its wings and flew high, gradually disappearing into the clouds.

"The magical confinement has disappeared."

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

Many people screamed as they ran outside the castle. While running, many fell and crawled on the ground, their eyes fixed on the entrance of the castle. They just wanted to get out of here.

On the high platform, Baron Buck's two youngest sons let out cries.

They had blood streaks all over their bodies, clinging tightly to their own heads, even if they scratched through flesh and blood, they were completely unaware, and their expressions were very painful.

"Kurt! Jim!"

Melissa saw the abnormality between the two of them and ran over, shouting and hugging her two younger brothers.

"Melissa... sister..." Kurt and Jim suddenly had bleeding from their seven orifices and collapsed weakly.

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

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

Without exception, all seven orifices bleed to death.

Melissa sat slumped on the ground, looking around at the fallen loved ones one after another, her heart filled with immense sadness, anger, and despair.

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

Herag followed over and noticed something unusual. Melissa has not had any bloodstains on her body until now.

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

Her expression suddenly became very frightened: "Emil... you..."

"What's wrong?" Emil was somewhat puzzled.

Amir's whole body slowly emerged blood lines, just like those of Baron Buck's blood relatives.

"I..." Emil looked at his hands, fear and doubt surging into his heart.

Herag immediately went to check Emil's situation and said, "Why do you have a bloodline curse on your body? Are you and Baron Buck related by blood for three generations? Miss Melissa has been fine until now, which means she and Baron Buck are not actually related by blood. On the contrary, Emil, you and Baron Buck are related by blood."

Emil and Melissa were both caught in confusion.

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

He clearly understood that Baron Buck had deceived him, and he was likely Baron Buck's son.

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

"Why is this?" Melissa looked at her still fair hands, completely lost in doubt. Zhaoshuyuan.com

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

Alternatively, even he didn't know that Melissa was not actually his biological daughter.

"The aristocratic circle is really chaotic..." Herag sighed silently.

"Cough... cough..." Emil coughed fiercely, coughing up a pile of blood.

"Emil!" Melissa looked desperate.

Upon seeing this scene, Herag suddenly thought of Nicholas's pocket watch, which contained a healing spell that could dispel curses.

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

"Entering, 1% entered..."

"10% has been entered..."

The pocket watch did not respond.

"23% has been entered..."

The pocket watch still didn't respond, and Herag was a bit anxious.

What he is worried about now is that if his entire body's magic is not enough to use the pocket watch, Emil will really be powerless to turn the tide.

"33% has been entered..."

"45% has been entered..."

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

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

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

The phantom looked at Emil, slowly opening its mouth and spitting out a white light.

After the white light was emitted, it turned into a white mist, which drifted onto Emil and immediately merged into his body.

The bloodstains all over Emil's body began to fade, and the blood red color became increasingly faint until the bloodstains completely disappeared in the end.

The phantom on the pocket watch also dissipated at this moment.