Journey to the Wizarding World

Chapter 276 Curse Kill
"Strength and physique have both broken through 10 points!"

There was a trace of solemnity in Enzo's eyes. Facing the ferocious blood corpse monster, he used the shadow stealth technique without hesitation.

Bang!
The blood corpse monster flew into the air, and a deep pit was formed on the ground as if it had been hit by a boulder.

In the deep pit, bloody mist rises!
It was a strange and evil breath, like a curse, constantly emanating from the body of the blood corpse monster.

"Shadow Spear!"

Feeling the bloody mist spreading around the blood corpse monster, Enzo didn't dare to step forward rashly, and waved his wand tentatively, projecting three shadow spears.

Roar! !

A beast roar resounded in vain, and the three shadow spears were shattered before they got close to the blood corpse monster, turning into elemental particles and disappearing into the air.

The next moment, the blood corpse monster opened its fangs and mouth.

The crimson energy condensed in his mouth, and with a chaotic breath, it violently jetted forward.

"Shadow Wings!"

Enzo chanted a spell, and the black shadow turned into a pair of wings and vibrated, flying up to the sky in an instant.

Rumble!
The crimson energy rushes straight ahead, the ground splits apart, and the berserk energy continues to wreak havoc, as if the abyss is cataclysmic.

brush!
In the deep pit, the blood corpse monster disappeared in vain. Enzo's pupils shrank suddenly. In his mind, the chip alarm sounded quickly, and a crimson shadow rushed towards him ferociously.

The dark shield immediately appeared, but in the next second it was shattered under the sharp claws of the blood corpse monster!

Stab la la!
A sharp voice sounded, and in mid-air, Enzo held the magic wand of the soul bone with both hands, blocked the attack of the blood corpse monster, and then fell to the ground.

"Is it just a physical attack, so it's that strong?" Enzo looked at the surface of the Soul Bone wand, looking at the traces left by the melting of the claws, and there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

Afterwards, he took back the wand of soul bone and took out the artifact, the sword of night.

The speed of the blood corpse monster is extremely fast, so even if the witchcraft puppets are released, it is difficult to cause damage to him. Instead, Enzo needs to distract his mind and control the puppet army.

"bring it on!"

Enzo took a deep breath, with a flash of fighting intent in his eyes, and muttered, "It's just a good time to test my real strength now!"

During the month of the Battle of Coordinates, most of Enzo's battles relied on the witchcraft puppet army, which was not entirely personal.

On the opposite side, the blood corpse monster kept roaring.

Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, fell to the ground, and traces of black air rose up. The power of the curse took root in the ground, and something like a granulation sprouted.

"It's disgusting!"

A trace of disgust flashed in Enzo's eyes, and then his eyes were fixed. He clenched the Night Sword in his hand, rushed forward with all his strength, and launched an attack on his own initiative.

Stab la la!
The sword blade and sharp claws collided, making the sound of metal friction. The next moment, Enzo's figure twisted flexibly and appeared behind the blood corpse monster.

brush!
The sword of the night swung down again, and the sharp blade slashed at the blood corpse monster's shoulder, just like cutting tofu with a knife, and cut off an arm of the blood corpse monster in an instant.

The blood corpse monster turned its head violently, opened its mouth and spewed out a stream of blood, and in mid-air, it turned into blood-red bugs and quickly attacked.

Without hesitation, Enzo retreated quickly.

"Woo...it hurts..." The bloody shoulder was dripping, and the blood corpse monster wailed a few times.

On the ground, the severed arm struggled as if it was still alive, and blood-red granulation sprouted from the broken wound, waving desperately in the direction of the blood corpse monster.

Enzo stared and frowned slightly.

"My hand..." The blood corpse monster bent down and picked up the arm on the ground, and then pressed it on the shoulder. The granulation sprouts that grew from the wound were bitten and twisted frantically, and they were reconnected in a moment.

"It's grown..."

The blood corpse monster smiled stupidly, and then cast its gaze again, the eyes were full of bloodthirsty excitement.

"Eat! Eat you!"

Seeing the blood corpse monster rushing over again, Enzo's eyes flashed, and his mental power shot out like a silver spike, launching a soul stab attack.

"what!!!"

The blood corpse monster screamed, curled up on the ground, the expression on his face was distorted, and painfully inserted his claws into the ground.

The blood corpse monster let out a roar, grabbed a few red potions from its arms, and threw them into its mouth. Its sharp fangs bit the test tube together, and the red liquid mixed with glass shards and swallowed them together.

After eating a few potions, the blood corpse monster's pain seemed to be relieved, but its eyes became scarlet, and its aura became more chaotic.

"Is it the shackles at the source of blood?" Enzo frowned, looking at the blood corpse monster not far away.

Any wizard, since he has chosen the path of a bloodline wizard, will inevitably bear the shackles from the source of the bloodline.

Many years ago, the wizarding world sent an expeditionary army to conquer the shadow world, and since then brought the blood of the vampire family to the wizarding civilization.

And the curse of blood is the shackles of the blood of vampires!

……

Secret place, in a forest.

On the open space, Kai Jin stood quietly, the medal on his chest suddenly felt hot, his heart moved, and he quickly raised his head to look at the sky.

Above the sky, black cracks continued to spread.

"It's time!" Kaijin muttered to himself, then took a deep breath, and crushed the black crystal in his palm.

Click!

A faint light shot up into the sky, as if turning into silk threads, and scattered towards all directions.

……

On the barren land, two apprentice teams are confronting each other.

"The battle of coordinates is coming to an end, it seems that we don't need to work hard anymore, right?"

The apprentice team belonging to [Phantom of Crows] has only about 15 people, and the leader is a blond apprentice with solemn eyes looking forward.

Opposite, [Skeleton Castle]'s apprentice team, there are 30 people, headed by a man with two heads and deformed body.

"Each mark, after the bloody battle, can be exchanged for 500 magic stones!" The two-headed man said excitedly, licking his lips, "Who would waste the opportunity to gain more benefits?"

The blond apprentice fixed his eyes and clenched his wand tightly. A fierce battle seemed inevitable.

However, at this moment.

In the sky, one by one dim lights turned into silk threads and fell, hitting every [Skeleton Castle] apprentice precisely.

"what!!"

"what happened?"

"Help……"

Wails and screams kept ringing out, and the bodies of those [Skeleton Castle] apprentices who were shot by the gloom began to collapse, turning into ashes one after another.

"...Curse!?" The blond apprentice's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

The sudden change surprised everyone. A mysterious curse came out of nowhere and killed the apprentices of those hostile forces.

And at the same time.

In other areas of the secret territory, similar things happened one after another. Every apprentice of the [Skeleton Castle] was cursed and killed by the thread of gloom, and turned into ashes without warning.

(End of this chapter)