"Is that Sulu portley?"

A young knight looked at the opposite territory and clenched his fist: "this evil wizard! Murderous executioner! How can you keep the honor of nobility?"

"Godot, you are the most gifted knight in our family. You have broken through the official Knight level when you are young... At this time, you need to be patient for a while."

Nearby, a middle-aged Knight comforted: "the people of snow will never forget. Several of our nobles have reached an agreement. While offering a high reward for each other\'s head on the black market, we will try our best to train you and several excellent young people. We believe that there will always be a day of revenge!"

They vaguely know each other\'s strength and won\'t go up and fight at this time.

"Yes, uncle hajik, swear in the name of Gordo Gil, I will avenge the innocent and tragic deaths of the northern adults!"

Gordo\'s bright eyes are full of hatred and determination.

The next moment, he saw a few flashes of someone across from him and came to him and others.

"People from the north? How do you want to die if you dare to invade my territory?"

Sulu glanced at these guys whose eyes turned red. He really couldn\'t remember where he had seen them.

"Sulu portley, we are the vanguard of the Duke of Wolfsburg. Dare you attack us first?" Hajik immediately shouted.

Behind him stood the Duke of the north, nearly 20000 troops, as well as knights and wizards of various families, which was the bottom of his confidence here!

Even if the other party is a terrible wizard, he certainly dare not challenge the dignity of a Duke like this!

"Ha... Are you going to disgust me?"

Sulu was neither laughing nor crying, and his expression suddenly cooled down: "just... You look too high at yourself. In my eyes, you are just ants. The weak should have the consciousness of the weak, otherwise it will only bring destruction to yourself."

His black pupils looked at Godot.

The young knight instinctively wanted to bow his head, and immediately his heart was filled with a kind of unwillingness and resentment.

"Why should I fear an executioner?"

The young man raised his head stubbornly and stared bravely at Sulu.

"Courage is commendable, but it\'s a fool!"

Sulu smiled with a strange brilliance in his eyes.

"Well..."

At the next moment, Gordo covered his neck and seemed to hear the terrible sound of running water.

He seemed to be under the sea. There were dozens of tons of sea water on it. He couldn\'t breathe at all.

A feeling of drowning came and made his face turn red.

"Ah, villain, what did you do to him?"

Hajik got off his horse and roared at Godot, who had been rolling and struggling on the ground.

"A curse!"

Sulu\'s face turned cold: "I named it \'drowner\', which is a little lesson for you! Now, you can get out!"

"Your Highness, you will surely avenge us."

Hajik roared, took Godot on his horse and ran fast.

Sulu watched his back leave and didn\'t do it.

What he said about "Curse" is true. After transforming the spirit body to be more similar to the creatures in the spirit world, he has the ability to give "Curse".

Of course, in fact, it is the ability of dream makers to give people a real experience by manipulating the illusion!

That is to say, Godot just feels that he is submerged and is not really at the bottom of the sea, but if he continues, he will still be drowned!

True or false, false or true, conscious killing, this is the terror of evil spirits and evil spirits!

Now Sulu can do the same.

"Meme killing, curse killing... The water in consciousness will spread!"

He smiled, meaning unknown.

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Northern army, camp.

Hajik took Godot and ran around like crazy: "come on... Help him!"

"What happened?"

They were all knights or knight squires, real upper class people, and immediately caused a commotion.

Soon, Glen and rofis were attracted.

"It\'s Godot. He\'s cursed by the evil wizard!"

Hajik cried, "I... I have nothing to do!"

"Wizard? Did you go to the free collar?"

Glen\'s face turned red with anger, but he could no longer blame anything. He just shouted, "doctor! Doctor! And who\'s going to invite a wizard!"

Although the reputation of wizards in the north is not very good, some nobles secretly supported several, such as the former silver eye.

Soon, a female doctor and wizard were brought over.

"He... Has drowned."

Looking at Godot on the ground, the doctor examined him and announced with regret: "but strangely, there is no trace of water immersion on his body, nor in his mouth and nose... It can only be said that the symptoms are very similar."

"This is a curse!"

The wizard\'s eyes became more dignified, and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead: "I\'m just an intermediate wizard. I really can\'t solve this situation. After all, Lord Godot is also a black iron knight, and he was killed without resistance..."

"Damn it."

Gran punched the wooden fence around him. He was not only angry that his men didn\'t listen to wisdom, but also resented Sulu\'s ruthlessness.

"Please be careful, dear sir, this curse may also be contagious..."

The middle-aged wizard bowed again.

"Spread?"

"Yes, just like a disease, it may be contagious... I don\'t know its mechanism and principle at present. I can only say that I should stay away from patients as far as possible."

In fact, this terrible means has frightened the wizard.

Even senior wizards can\'t take the initiative to give this strange \'curse\'?

Sure enough, it didn\'t take long.

Hajik\'s expression also became strange: "water... A lot of water... Help!"

He fell to the ground and his face quickly turned red, as if he were short of oxygen.

"The curse... Began to spread?"

Glen murmured, and a group of people immediately avoided it as if they were hiding from the plague.

Hajik\'s strength was much worse than Godot. He died on the ground without struggling for long.

Before he died, he grabbed his hands out, as if he wanted to catch some life-saving water and grass, which made many people feel cold.

"Damn Sulu portley! This is provocation!"

Gran let out a roar, but still made a quick decision: "wizard, these two bodies are for you to deal with. Those who have had actual contact with them should be isolated as far as possible to prevent the curse from spreading!"

In the face of death, even if he is the son of the Duke, he is just an ordinary person!

"Yes..."

With a bitter face, the wizard rashly studied a curse that was not clear at all. He was playing with his life!

However, as an intermediate wizard, he could not fight against the terrible family of mitis at all, so he could only reluctantly agree.