The chill on Annan's body gradually dissipated, and his skin returned to its original color.

Only the frozen courtyard remained, with the Viscount's mansion still burning with flames.

Seeing Annan frozen in place, staring intently at Gerald's corpse, there was no expression on his face, only the light of the fire...... Salvatore couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.

"Are you alright, Don Juan?"

Seeing Annan like this, Salvatore began to regret it a little.

Don Juan Geraine, as talented as he is, is just a kid after all. And as Bishop Daryl said, it was not his hatred......

Perhaps, it should be done by yourself.

“…… Well? ”

Annan looked up and looked at Salvatore with some blankness.

Annan was quick to react.

…… Oh, I forgot to change my expression.

When thinking about it, the CPU usage is too high, and the app called "Overlay Acting" may not know what it has stopped responding......

So Annan shook his head slightly, and his face naturally floated a slightly dignified, but very resolute and strong expression: "No, I'm fine."

"I'm just thinking about something else...... Don't worry about me. ”

This is indeed true.

What he was just thinking about was why he was so awesome.

Probably.

“…… Well, that's fine. ”

Although he still felt that something was wrong, Salvatore also realized that Annan didn't want him to intervene, so he cleverly stopped.

Roughly, Don Juan wanted to take this opportunity to exercise his mind.

Salvatore thought so.

After all, the Geraint family is facing a catastrophe, and those who are too weak cannot survive.

He could see that Annan was very kind, rational, selfless, and upheld justice - but for a qualified nobleman, this was not a good character. Nor could they save him from the catastrophe.

…… But it doesn't matter.

Salvatore thought to himself.

Because he is the chosen son of the Black Tower of this generation.

All the power of this world comes from curses. The Wizard's Tower is no exception.

In fact, each wizard tower is a superlative spell.

They are the most loyal spells, and the most fickle.

Because the Wizard Tower has almost no cost, as long as the Lord of the Tower stays in the Tower, and will continue to provide the Lord of the Tower with an eternal lifespan...... The age of the Lord of the Tower is also locked in this year.

It's a blessing and a captivity.

- But the Wizard Tower will only obey the wizard with the strongest talent.

This means that once a more powerful wizard is added to the tower, its ownership will be changed, and the previous tower owner will be released immediately. And the stronger wizard became the new master of the tower.

Some tower lords will exile or even kill talented young wizards in order to gain false eternal life. But more tower lords are desperate for someone to save them and set them free......

In the latter case, the "Son of the Tower" will be born. In the case of Zedi Black Tower, the full name of the son of the Black Tower is actually "the first heir of Zedi Black Tower".

The legacy of Zediheta is the Transformation School, and Salvatore is the most gifted of the Transformation School, even more talented than the Lord of the Tower back then. This means that he may have a chance to become a more powerful transformation wizard than the Lord of the Tower in the future...... At that time, he will follow the contract to take over and release the former Lord of the Black Tower.

As a complement to the contract, after Salvatore advanced to silver, he began to enjoy high privileges. The higher his rank, the greater the privilege.

At that point, it would have been easier to shelter a count's son—

Even the king would never try to offend the Lord of the Black Tower.

The Conversion School is the wizard best at large-scale warfare. The kingdom of Noah needs to rely on these transformation wizards to defend against enemy invasions...... Not to mention the security issues in your own country after offending these bombings.

Transforming a wizard is not as neat as a destroyer, where something is wrong. But they could make big news at any moment......

Salvatore has made up his mind.

As a price for taking away the spell and spell binding, after he advanced to Silver and officially became the son of the Black Tower, he would immediately bring a group of elite wizards to Frozen Water Harbor to protect his innocent and kind friend......

Thinking of this, he felt that the guilt of letting Don Juan kill was greatly reduced.

"As promised, I'm going to absorb his spell......"

Salvatore said softly and stepped forward: "You remember to help me. ”

"Okay."

Annan responded neatly.

Although he didn't know how to help, he said yes first.

Salvatore stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Gerald's body.

The edge of his palm silently ignited a blood-red flame, melting Annan's ice very quickly.

Annan looked at it and suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

…… No, it doesn't seem to be melting.

Instead, under this strange flame, the ice was transformed into black soot, thus disintegrating the ice.

The black smoke seems to be similar to Benjamin's transformation at some stage, but skips some of it......

While Annan was thinking, Salvatore quickly melted the ice, revealing Gerald's left hand.

Annan also looked intently, intending to see how Salvatore had absorbed the spell.

Salvatore reached out and picked out the bronze necklace at his neckline, held it with his left hand, pressed it with his right hand on Gerald's silver ring, and whispered:

"I hereby set a curse—

"I will inherit the oath you have made and bear the curse you have carried......"

With that, he closed his eyes and moved his lips slightly.

This is supposed to be to watch out for players who haven't left yet.

I saw that the silver ring suddenly began to spew out strange smoke.

The silvery-gray smoke evaporated, quickly turning into black, eel-like bundles in the air, and burrowed into Salvatore's right hand, visible black lines floating under his skin, flowing under the skin like bugs, and pouring into his left arm.

Then, they seeped out of their skin again, slowly entering the necklace in the form of silver-gray smoke.

Then, as if electrocuted, Salvatore suddenly let go of the silver ring and shook his right hand nervously in the air.

Annan noticed that the two fingers on which his right hand pressed the ring had turned blue-black. It swelled as if it had been smashed by a hammer, and even wanted to soak in blood.

"Destroy him, Don Juan!"

Salvatore immediately shouted: "Don't touch it with your hands!" ”

Annan did not hesitate, raised the boning knife and slashed over.

With his first sword, he cut off the silver ring, along with his finger, diagonally.

I saw that the silver ring wreckage suddenly swelled and exploded, emitting strange gray-black smoke that shrouded Gerald's corpse.

Its corpse, its clothes, and the ice outside were quickly corroded away, and in the blink of an eye, all that was left was a white skeleton.

"What is this?"

"It's a spell he set up when he advanced to silver, and neither you nor I can absorb it. That's not something we can solve. ”

Salvatore said in a relaxed tone: "Leave it alone...... It would be nice to let it turn into a nightmare, it shouldn't be too difficult, after all, I've already sucked half of the curse away.

"I don't know what Gerald's obsession is, but I guess...... Maybe it's to defeat Gerald, who is fully prepared. You see how aggrieved he died, if it were me, I would definitely resent this when I died.

"-Of course, you don't have to worry about what happens after it turns into a nightmare, there is a bishop stationed here, and this incomplete curse will soon be purified. Won't let it spread. ”

“…… There's no hurry. ”

Annan's heart moved, and he shook his head and didn't say anything. I just watched intently as the nightmare unfolded in front of my eyes.

His first reaction was:

"Hey, do players have new dungeons to play again......

Annan then quickly realized that this copy was expected to be purified by Bishop Daryl soon. It's nowhere near as long as the copy in Frozen Water Harbor.

Unfortunately, then, it can only be used as a limited-time activity book......

If the player can clear the level, that's the best - he can see the player's perspective through admin privileges to see what's going on in the dungeon. And he's been thinking about whether to turn on the live streaming function recently...... Initially, you can try it live in the forum.

Even if players can't beat the level, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the erosion degree belongs to the player in a sense of a kryptonite item. It is directly equal to "Annan's favorability", and if you die too much, you can also recover the excess favor.

- And a steady stream of giving away heads can also prolong the survival of this copy.

In addition to the fact that Bishop Daryl may be a little confused, surprised at how this nightmare cannot be purified, it is also a good thing for Annan.

After he gathers enough information from the player's wasteland group, he can go out on his own and harvest a wave of levels and experience!

Suddenly, Annan saw Gerald's skeleton suddenly move, struggled and trembled, and stretched his head towards Annan as hard as he could.

Although it was in a fantasy world, this supernatural scene still surprised the players and scared Salvatore.

Annan delayed by half a beat, and also showed a frightened expression.

- Damn, how did this thing come out of nowhere?

I almost didn't react......

"Ann...... South ......"

In the throat of the white skeleton, a muffled sound suddenly sounded.

The sound was too muffled and even leaky. Everyone else would have thought it was a senseless roar.

Only Annan realized that it was shouting to himself:

"Ann-Nan-"

Then, the moment it stood up, it suddenly began to disintegrate from its knees, shattering into the ground in the blink of an eye in the dust that burst out of the bones.

It's like it's been rotten for a long, long time.

In the midst of the ordinary broken bones of a place that had completely lost its curse, an intact hammer slanted into the ground.

"This is what nightmares look like when they are born."

Salvatore picked up the hammer and sighed. Somewhat stunned.

He whispered, "Although the conditions for entry are not clear...... But there is no doubt about it. The nightmare has been born.

"Belong...... Gerald's nightmare. ”