It was a very strange feeling. It was difficult for Jiang Chenchuan to explain the state of Toler Kress at this time. His eyes were full of strange fear, and he felt helpless when he wanted to do something but couldn't.
"Tole Cress...are you okay?"
Jiang Chenchuan approached the window and tried to communicate with him.
He slowly raised his arm and pointed at his neck. The bandage was stained with a lot of blood. Ethan noticed the situation on Jiang Chenchuan's side and turned his head to look.
"He... doesn't look like he's okay."
There was a hint of worry in Ethan's words. He looked at Toler Cress's fingers with blood on them and wrote on the glass in front of him:
curse.
The woman on the phone said that within seven days, he could only stay in the house and could not see other people, so when he saw Jiang Chenchuan and the others, he thought he was dead.
In an instant, it seemed as if his soul had been pulled away, as if he had lost the support of his bones, and he collapsed on the chair. But after waiting for a while, he did not die.
Maybe he didn't leave the house and the conditions of the curse were not fulfilled, so he still had hope of living.
Toler Kress suddenly sat up from his chair. He stood in front of the window and stared at Jiang Chenchuan and their every move.
Jiang Chenchuan reacted instantly when he saw the word in blood. The witch was one step ahead, faster than all of them.
Amid the lingering blood in the room, the police who arrived later covered their mouths and noses when they saw the scene in the room. Some young people even ran out and vomited after taking one look.
"This matter has become a big deal, Yvel, please inform the museum..."
Ethan patted Jiang Chenchuan's shoulder. He glanced at Bellito's angry look, hesitated for a moment, and then continued:
"If you don't want Bellito to be exposed, let him leave the scene early. After all, it is not appropriate for a child to appear here."
"Too."
Jiang Chenchuan looked at Bellito. His next action would be a complete confrontation with the witch, and might even be very risky.
"Berito, come here."
Jiang Chenchuan greeted.
Even though there were thousands of emotions in his heart, when he heard Jiang Chenchuan's call, Bellito came to him obediently, with his head lowered and shoulders hunched, like a poor puppy that no one wanted.
"You go back first and wait for news from me."
"But……"
Bellito wanted to argue, but when he raised his head and saw Jiang Chenchuan's eyes, he suppressed his next words.
"knew."
After hearing his answer, Jiang Chenchuan touched Bellito's head and asked him to leave first.
Looking at the looming curse mark on their hands, everything has a price. No matter how much the witch knows about them, they still have no clue about the establishment and lifting of the "curse".
"Ethan, do you know anything about curses?"
The atmosphere in the room was too depressing. Jiang Chenchuan and Ethan first went outside to take a breath, but even the fresh cold air couldn't wash away the blood.
"As far as I know, spells are actually another branch of alchemy, and they also have to follow rules and regulations, but the only difference is..."
Ethan lowered his head, randomly found a stone, and began to draw on the ground. From the looks of it, he really wanted to teach Jiang Chenchuan some alchemy knowledge.
"You see, this is the basic pattern of a simple alchemy circle, and then fill in the corresponding spells on it. When the awakened person injects his own power into it, it is the prerequisite for this circle to work."
Ethan drew a perfect circle on the ground with his bare hands and began to write a strange and strange text.
"Some complex formations require corresponding equivalents. Although in principle it is an equivalent exchange, generally what we pay will be much more than what we get."
"energy consumption."
It’s like returning to modern chemistry
Classrooms, even though they are from different eras and worlds, are somewhat similar in their most primitive essence.
Hearing Jiang Chenchuan's answer, Ethan showed some admiration.
"Yes, alchemy can be strong or weak, and can play different roles in different fields, but for spells, it is a little different."
Yinglan Beier has very little research on spells. There are only some materials and books on spells recorded in the library of Atlas Alchemy Institute. Fortunately, he was curious and looked through them privately. .
"What is the difference?"
"A spell is a special alchemical formula created to cause harm. It uses various media to form corresponding marks and play different roles. In short, it is not as simple as reversing the alchemy to remove the curse."
Jiang Chenchuan's blue eyes fell in the direction of Toler Kress. The most important thing now was the so-called information asymmetry.
They are in the light, and the witch is in the dark.
"The curse... you have to pay for it, right?"
"If I remember correctly, once the curse fails, it will come back to the magician in a more terrifying form. Even if it succeeds, the magician will have to pay far more than what he gets."
Ethan said affirmatively.
It seemed to be some kind of echo, and the unformed mark on his hand felt a faint sting, which was the panic that couldn't find the source.
"What about this?"
At this point, there is nothing to hide. Taking the initiative is always more effective than passively being beaten. Curses are not free. There must be important reasons for the witch to use them frequently.
"Evel, you..."
Seeing the marks on Jiang Chenchuan's hand, Ethan immediately understood.
"Can you trace the agent of this curse..."
Ethan hesitated for a moment, then he raised his hand, his fingertips seemed to glow with some kind of light, and he drew something in the air.
Suddenly, a wisp of black smoke emerged from the mark, rising slowly and drifting into the distance.
If they could find a media, this might be their chance this time. Jiang Chenchuan and Ethan looked at each other, confirmed the information in each other's eyes, and walked in the direction pointed by the black smoke.
"What should we do with the cursed man?"
"Wait a minute, maybe maintaining the status quo is his best option at the moment."
The carriage stopped at the door, and the police cordoned it off. Such a big movement caused many passers-by to stop and watch. I wonder if there are people from the Witch Sect hiding in the dark, quietly watching in front of them. everything that happened.
"We have notified the museum. They...Sir, where are you going?"
The surrounding police officers looked at Jiang Chenchuan and the others in confusion as they drove the carriage and turned around to leave. Toler Clais stood by the window and quietly watched the carriage getting further and further away.
Finally, it was so small that it disappeared.
