‘Darkness’ comes from the fall of ‘Yao’, and contains areas of corruption, darkness, and corruption.

It is quite normal that the curse is biased towards the ‘dark’ realm.

After thinking for a while, Aaron took out the tool and was about to start making a magical object.

As a ‘caster’, not only has the speed at which he absorbs the spirituality of ‘Yao’ been greatly accelerated, but at the same time he can further understand the meaning of the creation of ‘Yao’ in the process of casting.

Even when casting some materials, you can also draw the pure spirituality of "Yao" from it.

Aaron called it ‘oily water’. If he was known by other ‘craftsmen’, he would be jealous and go crazy.

After all, for those ‘craftsmen’, casting is a very hard work, not to mention the pure spiritual benefits from it.

‘Every time a magical item is forged, the ‘caster’ will become stronger...to the end of the third element. ’

‘It’s never spiritual accumulation or hidden danger of madness that hinders me...’

While sighing, Aaron put a few obsidian-like crystals into the mortar and grind them, letting a little bit of powder fall on the dry claws.

According to his spiritual intuition, this is the best way to melt materials!

Hey!

Those pitch-black powder fell on the dry palm, and suddenly penetrated into the torn wound, giving birth to a filthy thing like silt, and gradually covering the entire palm.

At the same time, a large amount of white smoke was emitted. In the silt package, the flesh and bones of the palm began to dissolve, leaving only some pure things.

"Next... is to build a carrying dagger, and use rituals to drive spirituality and dagger integration..."

Aaron murmured to himself, took out the iron block, melted it directly with a pure white flame, and poured it into the mold.

In the end, he described the ritual, placing the dark red crystals and the prototype of the dagger from the dry palms on the two cores of the ritual, and reciting the invisible mantra.

On the blade surface of the dagger, a trace of dark red lines gradually climbed, like a blood trough, but also like a mysterious rune...

In the process, Aaron also felt wrong.

A mysterious influence seemed to be emanating from the remnants of the palm, slowly entrenching him.

"Curse? I like it... Unfortunately, it's not at the Si Sui level."

Aaron complained that in his spiritual vision, he could see traces of black rust, which had entangled himself, and was even trying to pollute his spirituality!

‘Change to another craftsman, maybe it’s really possible to plant...’

Aaron murmured, and a vague and hazy whisper appeared in his ear.

"If you classify madness, you will first have auditory hallucinations, then visual hallucinations, then personality changes, irritable mood or bloodthirsty, which can be divided into recessive and dominant. Undoubtedly, the manifestation is more dangerous and can be unburdened. The earth destroys everything in public...then the fourth stage, complete personality split, and then the fifth stage, completely crazy...until the final destruction of everything and self..."

"So it seems that I just had a mental disorder, it is the first stage...Is this curse just as powerful?"

Aaron glanced at the ritual, and instead of focusing on the dagger in the fusion, he closed his eyes and tried to divination the curse.

At the third primitive stage, his divination ability has increased again. It is no longer limited to intuitive divination such as the pendulum and coin toss. You can see more!

...

Ancient altars, dilapidated and collapsed palaces...

The time is dappled, like an ancient treasure hidden in the long river of history...

A gorilla-like palm with thick body hair suddenly pressed on the altar.

Then, a wound emerged from the palm of the hand, and foul-smelling fallen blood flowed from inside...

A drop of blood flowed on the ground, and it seemed to contain mysterious symbols, which together formed a secret biography written in spiritual world...

...

"This curse...seems to come from an ancient ruin...the blood of decay?!"

Aaron slowly recited the key words he had obtained through divination, recalling the scenes he had seen.

"From the perspective of architectural style, after the Fabry Dynasty, in the dark and chaotic era, there is a chaotic and degenerate style..."

"I have been friends with Clark for so long, and it's not that I haven't learned anything. As for the specific year, it really can't be verified..."

"But... from that copy of the "Blood of Decline and Death", I actually got the incomplete secret of the "Red"... If Tasha knew it, I would definitely feel that I was dying."

Aaron has a lot of inheritance, so he will definitely not covet an incomplete secret biography, but this does not prevent him from browsing it and gaining his own occult knowledge.

【Secret Instrument-Blade Ceremony】

[The crimson flowed in my blood vessels, causing my epidermis to open, forming a wound that would never heal...]

[Spirit and flesh flow out from the wound, when I am about to die, I can see more...]

...

"It's a relatively advanced knowledge, involving life and death?"

Aaron stroked his chin and looked at the gradually completed magical item dagger: "Well...I feel that the effect of this ritual can become more perfect... and the curse that entangles me can also be used..."

Do it when you think of it!

Aaron is quite a man of action, and immediately began to recite the honorable name, summoning the "spirit of vain"!

From the perspective of the spirit body, he can clearly see the iron black traces entwined on his body.

"Purification!"

Aaron did not hesitate, and mobilized the ‘secret source’ to expel these iron blacks and turn them into pure pollution crystals.

"In normal times, this is a very good bullet material, but now?"

Aaron stretched out his illusory hands, as if grabbing the invisible curse, and pressing on the secret instrument!

Ooh~

Above the dagger, the blood grooves and lines squirmed together, making a crying sound.

There are two lines of blood-colored liquid ~lightnovelpub.net~ like tears, falling from the blade of the knife.

"'Weeping Blade'!"

Aaron returned to his body, holding the dagger, wrapped layers of fine hemp rope around its grip, and added some decorations to the guard according to personal preference.

"Well, among the Extraordinary level creeps I have seen, it is considered the strongest type, although it can only be used in close combat..."

"It has two negative effects... One of them is a curse that I deliberately entangled."

After doing all this, Aaron took out the'Roberts' Magical Worm Box' and let the spider-like insects crawl out, crawling out from the gaps in the doors and windows, in the dark, in the corners, on the treetops, Inside the sewer, a detection net was formed.

"If Tasha wants to plan me, she will definitely track it... She has a high probability of making tricks on the materials or the box, and she can track me down."

"I hope I can come soon."

Aaron rinsed briefly, fell on the bed, and fell asleep.