"Damn!" Ignathus gasped violently, and he pulled back with a scorpion, retreating to the corner of the wall, still full of horror, "Why is there such an extremely evil thing in the mirror left by Grandma?"

At this time, even though Ignathus was slow, he could figure out some key points. "Master, is the spellcaster you mentioned, Jennifer Vilireth, who had spelled his family?"

Roy shook his head and sighed, "Most sorcerers cannot reproduce. If your grandmother is a sorcerer, then the Verris family will most likely no longer exist, and there will be you who you are today."

"Not her? That's fine..." Ignathus breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, the words of the witch hunter made him nervous again.

"Jennifer may not be a spellcaster, but the spells of the Vilireth family were her own hands!"

"What? Can mortals also issue curses!?"

"Be quiet, sir!" Roy said coldly, "No surprise, the secrets about your grandmother, the marks on your head, the bad luck of the Vilires family, all the answers are in this book." After saying that, the witch hunter turned to the bald man who was stunned,

"Do you know what I thought of? Resso."

The big man stopped his fingers in the air and did not continue to flip.

"What do you mean?"

"Look at this name, "Bombus Book", bones mean death, and this book reminds me of a taboo witchcraft - the necromancer."

As a witch hunter, why did he understand this taboo witchcraft?

Roy once curiously collected information about the Heart of Stone, Ougeld summoning the Abyss Gatekeeper, cat and dog, and then accidentally discovered a brand new world - Magic Summoning (Devil Summoning)

The witchcraft in this world is divided into multiple schools, one of which is explicitly prohibited by all wizard academies. Researchers will become the public enemy of wizards in all wizard academies throughout the continent. It is called black magic.

The black magic includes magic tricks and the undead arts he believes are recorded in this booklet.

Resor raised his eyebrows, "Where did you hear this?"

"You forgot my blood abilities? This is a piece of knowledge I accidentally peeked up."

"Continue to flip, or are you afraid?" Roy's eyes swept over the bright red warning, and he felt like his scalp was numb.

"Witchhunters cannot reproduce. What is this warning for us?"

After saying that, Resou turned on the second page casually. The second page was not the content of the skeleton book, but a piece of yellow paper inserted in the middle, covered with beautiful handwriting.

"Is this... Jennifer Velirez's self-report?"

"What was left by my ancestors?" Ignathus pinched his nose and came over.

The three of them's eyes were concentrated on this thin piece of paper.

“The more beautiful you are when you are young, the more painful it will be when you are old!

I used to have silky smooth skin, which made the world amazed at the obsessed appearance and figure, but now it has become a nightmare. After youth has passed and beauty has withered, I have become an old woman with wrinkles on her face and bloated waist.

Although my dearest John, my children still love me, I can't accept myself. I'm suffering inside and I'm about to go crazy!

I can no longer tell whether it is an illusion, and I can see the ridicule in the eyes of the young maids around me almost every moment.

I am unwilling to give up! I prayed to the most devout faith of Goddess Meritelli, but she was unwilling to respond to me!

I asked for help from the most famous alchemist in the city. He mentioned the beauty pill, but the sun's blood was missing.

I was desperate and didn't even dare to see people lock myself in the room all day long, feeling my body like a pot of chamomile on a windowsill, gradually withering. My world has turned gray, and I... life is worse than death.

But sometimes accidents come inadvertently—

Looking down through the windowsill, I saw him... He was dressed in a simple manner and looked not astonishing as an ordinary country businessman, but he also had all kinds of strange and magical means that I could not describe it in words."

He proposed a deal to me that taught me the way to live forever, but it would cost a lot...and me, a drowning man, grabbed the rope of life-saving, desperately...I promised him.

He gave me a book with a ‘toy’... Taboo witchcraft? I didn’t understand what this meant at the time, but in order to stop facing the old face full of pleated ones, I was willing to pay any price-

Even if you fall into the abyss forever!"

The self-reported ended completely, and followed by the sound of Ignathus swallowing hard, but his lips moved without opening, and his eyes continued to penetrate deeper with the fingers of the witch hunter.

On the next page, the top of the skeleton book is written in standard common words with a row of eye-catching black characters:

"Mortals have less lifespan than elves and dwarves, but they can also enjoy long-lasting life and youth!"

——"Netheric Art: Reincarnation"

The handwriting is no longer red like blood, but pure black. The rows of twisted fonts are mixed with dense and uneven fine particles, and in addition to the disgusting rotten fleshy smell on the first page, there is a faint smell of ashes.

"The paper of this book..." Resort tightened his face, gently stroked his fingers across the pages, "made with ren-like skin, and the ashes were mixed into the ink of writing."

Ignathus folded his hands together, closed his eyes and murmured, "Human skin? Ashes ink... God, is this book written by the demon?"

"Devil?" Roy thought about the word, and then recalled Jennifer's previous self-report, a special sense of familiarity emerged, "Who would the person who bewitched Jennifer? What price did he need Jennifer to pay?"

"This is a white orchard... The "Bone Book" is hidden in the mirror... Why do I feel very familiar with it... but I can't remember it."

Memories seemed to be sealed... Roy scratched his hair slightly anxiously, his face was gloomy and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. There was a hint of inspiration that always retreated back to the darkness when he was about to capture it.

Resso suddenly patted his shoulder, "Little kid, if you can't stand the stimulation, don't look..."

Roy shook his head, emptying his mixed thoughts, and returning to the Book of Skeletons.

This book is very thin, with only five pages in total, and all the content in the book is used to describe the witchcraft of "Nethering: Reincarnation".

"Verbena, aconite, parsley leaves, leucorrhea...mill, dried, and make a mixed solution."

"Water ghost brain, evil spirit dust, crow eyes, ghost needle straw mushrooms, the blood of the performer... is configured as tattoo potion."

“Abstinence around.”

"Bath with configured herbs to wash away the dirt from the body and soul."

"On nights when there is no starlight and the moonlight is also blocked, drink the mixed solution and use tattoo potion to print sacrifice talismans on the left and right wrists, abdomen, left and right calves, and skin on the head..."

In addition to the complicated text explanation, the book also comes with vivid illustrations: anatomical diagrams explaining the structure of the human body, and the relationship between the human body and magic energy...

Roy became more and more frightened. He had heard Coral say in the Temple of Meritelli that almost all spells need magic as a medium to be used. And mortals cannot release the entire process even if they learn a certain spell. However, necromancers break this iron law, and it can even be said that this "Necromancer: Reincarnation" was specially created for mortals.

Wizards have a long lifespan and are beautiful with magical transformation, so they cannot use this magic.

"No wonder the necromancer is called the forbidden witchcraft."

The magic process will not be used. As long as a literate mortal can follow the records in the Skeleton Book and go to the end step by step.

"Look at this sentence..." Resor pointed his finger at a row of words in the skeleton book. "After the witchcraft is completed, a direct descendant who is related to the caster and his spouse will appear on the body of the body. The sacrifice talisman continues with the direct bloodline."

This can explain the birthmarks of Ignathus and his relatives, and among the three children of Jennifer, the only daughter, Sarah, must have had a sacrifice talisman on her.

"After the caster dies for a period of time, the corpse will be transformed into a demon spirit, and will instinctively search for the descendants of bloodlines with sacrifice talismans in order to occupy their bodies."

"So that's it." Roy suddenly realized and turned his face to Resso and said, "I went to the tomb of Verires in the morning to confirm it. As you guessed, the remains of the three women's coffins disappeared... Now it seems that this is because after they died, they turned into demon spirits and returned to the castle and seized the bodies of their descendants. The three piles of evil spirit dust on the ceiling are evidence."

"Snatch...the offspring...the body..." Ignathu, who was listening next to him, licked his dry lips, "What does this sentence mean, Master?"

Roy turned his head and looked strange, "It means that after your great-grandmother died, he seized your great-grandmother's body, and after your great-grandmother's death, he seized your grandmother's body..."

"Women are in power, not to commemorate the achievements of their ancestors, but to the rules that Jennifer Vilires set in order to maintain his rule over the family."

"Why did your mother, Mary, risk her life and daughter? Because you lost fertility and had no daughter, she could only do it herself. As the object of rebirth!"

"The source of the curse of the Vilires family, the caster, is your ancestor, Jennifer Vilires!"

"Stop!" Ignathus raised his hand in panic and stopped the witch hunter's words, his head full of sweat, his tone trembled, "Grandmother... Mary... How could it be... Master, are you scaring me?"

"Accept reality, sir," Roy's voice was cold, "Verris family, your women from beginning to end are the same person, all your first ancestors - Jennifer Vileith!"

"No!" Ignathus screamed, hit the wall, and sat on the ground, with a blood-colored face, looking as if heartbroken.

"Look at this passage again, Roy." There are a few notes at the end of the Skeleton Book,

"If the performer is a woman, he can only seize the body of the female descendants. If the performer is a male, the same is true."

"This is a bit strange... It's not okay to change your gender after reincarnation?" Roy complained, "Is it possible that the soul still has something to do with gender?"

"Who knows?" Resor said, "you can find an opportunity to ask Rita Need."

"Anyone who carries a sacrifice talisman will coexist with bad luck, and accidents and diseases may take life at any time. The caster will also cycle here."

"This means..." Roy thought, "If the caster dies without descendants, he will only become a demon spirit forever."

"The closer the bloodline of the descendants is to the caster, the more memories they will retain after reincarnation."

"Then, the Vilires family, generation after generation, intermarried with foreigners, and their bloodlines became increasingly weak, and Jennifer's memory should be less and less." Roy thought, "Is it possible that after a certain reincarnation, she will completely forget the content of the Necromancer?"

No one can answer this question except Jennifer.

The content of the Skeleton Book ends here.

It took the two witch hunters a lot of time to digest this massive amount of information.

Sir Ignathus also recovered a little rational from the shock, but when he thought of his mother who raised him, his body was occupied by his family ancestors, and he still felt an indescribable feeling of discomfort and despair in his heart.

"At least... I figured out the root of my family's bad luck... The next step is to completely eliminate him!" Ignathus wiped the cold sweat from his face and asked carefully, "Master, what are you going to do with this book?"

"This is the relic of your ancestors, of course I will return it to you." Roy made a gesture to throw the skeleton book at Ignathus.

"Don't, master, don't joke..." Ignathu wiped his cold sweat and refused, "I don't want such evil things, I'll give it to you... Yes! Whatever you do!"

"That's fine," the two witch hunters exchanged glances. "Then I'll keep this book for you first." Roy said, putting the skeleton book into his personal space. He actually didn't plan to keep such a hot potato.

"Wait until it's finally burned."

"There is the biggest problem at the moment," Resor said in a deep voice with his hands on his chest, "The source of the curse is on your ancestor Mrs. Jennifer. As long as she is solved, it will inevitably break the bad luck of the Vilires family. But she becomes a banshee and disappears..."
To be continued...