Storm King Palace, Queen's Bedroom.

On the side of the wall decorated with gorgeous golden threads, a young man lay quietly.

The young man's face was pale, his body was distorted unnaturally. There was a dark red blood stain mixed with internal organ fragments hanging beside his mouth. He had been dead for a while.

The light on the crystal candlestick was swaying. In this slightly dim light, a naked woman was staring at the corpse on the ground, her face very gloomy.

This woman is the queen of the Storm Kingdom, Livna Theodu.

Her reputation spread throughout the continent, and her power was respected. She was already a fifth-level mage before she was over forty years.

The queen felt very regretful about the moment of impulse just now.

She couldn't figure out why she suddenly felt an unreasonable sense of violence in her heart, which forced her to release it by killing people.

It's useless to think about this now, she is thinking about how to deal with the aftermath.

This young man is not simple in his identity. He is the kingdom's chief minister and the youngest son of Marquis Andre.

The Marquis guarded the north of the kingdom and fought against the Snow Kingdom in the north. He was one of the most powerful nobles in the kingdom. He himself was also a fifth-level elemental warrior.

The Marquis loved this son very much and sent him to the palace to learn the most orthodox aristocratic etiquette.

Now this person has been killed by him, and even after she is a country, she feels extremely headache.

How did she explain this?

Just as the queen was frowning, a slight explosion suddenly sounded from the candlelight beside her.

She turned to look and saw that the candlelight changed color quickly, from bright to dim, then spread out and evolved into a vague human face.

‘The master is here.’

Livna was shocked and immediately got up from the recliner, bowed and knelt on the ground, and said, "Master."

The man's face opened his mouth and made an extremely empty voice: "Liv, I have a few news to tell you."

"Master, please tell me." The queen's voice was extremely respectful.

"Speak bad news first. Your identity has been revealed, and a bold young man knows that you are my servant."

"What? Why is this happening?" the queen screamed in shock.

She knew what it meant, and it meant that the Glorious Holy See would arrive soon and pull her onto the stake.

Even if she is the queen, even if she is a fifth-level strongman, she is still frightened when facing the believers of the glorious Lord.

The hollow voice was silent for a while, and he continued to speak, "This is not worth panic. The young man has no evidence, and all you have to do is kill him as soon as possible!"

"Who is he? Who told him the news?" The queen felt murderous intent in her heart, and she wanted to erase the unknown young man from this world immediately.

As soon as the candlelight lit up, a window appeared, and another scene from the mainland appeared in the window.

This is a wilderness, and a young man is running fast on a storm war horse, looking at the direction, it is the city of Brida.

"I left a little dark aura on him, and I could locate for three hours. He only had the power of the third level, kill him with your curse."

As for who leaked the secret, the demon lord Fodor was willing to avoid talking about it, which was his shame.

"But my power cannot reach such a distance." The queen frowned.

"Don't panic, I will help you complete the space conversion of cursed power, and you can cast the spell!"

"I understand." The queen felt a little surprised. How could the master become so easy to talk to today?

She got up and took the staff from the silk wood rack on one side.

This staff is very special. The casting crystal at the top of the staff is lilac and there are clusters of dark purple smoke inside. It is the smoke amethyst that is most conducive to casting the curse technique.

Therefore, it is also called the Curse Crystal, and this staff is also the Curse Staff.

With the staff in hand, the queen's expression became much more confident.

She stared at the young man in the image, pointed at the tip of the staff to the young man's body, and began to lower her body and recited a spell.

This spell is spoken very quickly. If someone approaches and listens carefully, he will find that the queen is speaking the devil's words.

"The darkness of the abyss, the sin of hell, and the dirt of the mortal world, all obeyed my orders and turned into the sword of the throne in my hand, cursed him, boiled his blood, burned his body, and destroyed his soul!"

An extremely evil and evil spell was spoken in demonic words, carrying the aura of despair of the end of the world.

This aura turned into black smoke like skulls, fused into the curse crystal, causing the purple smoke to rotate rapidly.

Finally, a dim light shot out and disappeared into the light and shadow.

At this moment, this evil curse power passed through the hands of the demon lord and completed the mysterious space transformation, crossed a long distance, and fell on the target at once.

Then the queen looked at the young man expectantly, waiting for the curse to strike.

As a fifth-level mage, she tried her best to issue a curse, and if she didn't believe it, she would not be able to kill a third-level warrior.

However, ten seconds, thirty seconds, and a minute passed, but no movement came from the person opposite him, looking as if he was unaware of it.

"The curse failed?" asked the queen.

"Wait a little longer." Anxiety was rarely brought to the hollow voice.

Five minutes passed, but there was still no response.

Obviously, the curse has failed.

The light and shadow suddenly burst, and an angry roar came from it: "Damn it, it's actually a giant dragon species!"

On the continent, only the blood descendants of the dragon will have this curse ineffective situation.

They are immune to any cursed power from outside the main material world, which is the world contract set by the Dragon of Truth, and the damn old guy's naked preference for his descendants.

The queen's power comes from sacrifice. Every time she sacrifices, the demon lord takes the big head, and then a little power left will be infused to his believers. This power has not been lost through the plane, and it belongs to this world.

But the bad is that the space span is completed by the hand of the demon lord. Just now, Fodoken borrowed the space tunnels of other planes.

This is essentially a force belonging to other planes, and curses are naturally ineffective.

The queen panicked and didn't know how to deal with the current situation.

"Don't worry, I'll let Lucio go and kill him immediately!" The hollow voice said at the end, then disappeared, and the candlelight returned to normal.

When the queen heard Lucio's name, she breathed a little relieved. She lowered her head and saw the young man's body, and she felt anxious for no reason.

Forget it, now, I can only destroy the corpse and traces, and I will never admit it.

She pointed to the staff in her hand and shouted softly: "Roasted."

A black light fell on the corpse, and the corpse quickly turned black, turned gray, and rotted, leaving only a large piece of stain.

A soul flew out of the body, and the queen grabbed the soul in her hand with a move. The curse staff lit up slightly, and the soul was sucked into the curse crystal and completely disappeared.

A marquis' son disappeared without clarity.

.............

Lucio, who was only thirty years old, had been promoted to the fourth level and was the commander of the Sixth Legion under Earl Phyllis at the time.

He was cruel and bloodthirsty, known as the "bloody butcher".

Of course, he also has a hidden identity, that is, the believers of the Abyss Church.

His resident was at the southernmost end of the Marquis' territory, not far from the city of Brida.

It was late at night, and Lucio was ready to go to bed and rest.

At this time, a beautiful virgin would lie on his bed for him to enjoy, and today is no exception.

He walked into the room, closed the door, and looked at his spacious large bed.

A girl who looked like she was only fifteen years old was curled up in the corner of the bed, her body trembling like a frightened deer.

The girl has a bright appearance and fair skin as white as milk, which makes Lucio very satisfied.

He pulled off his clothes, revealing his strong body, strode forward, grabbed the girl with both hands, pulled her clothes off with a 'tear', and entered her body brutally and cruelly regardless of the girl's screams.

As a fourth-level samurai, Lucio has an extremely strong body and is devastated without any pity at this time. This beautiful girl, who is in her flower season, endured in less than ten minutes.

Lucio doesn't care about these things, he only cares about satisfying his own **.

When he was about to reach the peak of pleasure, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, which was the master, with anger in his voice.

"I want you to kill someone."

Then, a series of information flashed through his mind.

"Breda City, a dragon species with powerful power? Interesting." Lucio smiled.

"Don't underestimate him!"

"It's just a third-level samurai, a piece of cake. Master, please wait for my good news."

Lucio threw the girl's body like a rag doll in his hand to the ground, took the clothes and put them on, and then jumped out of the window.
Chapter completed!