Because he was capable of a lot of amazing spells, Lucien was quite confident about the wine that he checked. He did not expect that his confidence would become a fatal loophole today. He drank a cup of "Sky Blue" that was mixed with terrifying poisons and weird curses without realizing it.
No, it was not just the wine!
Lucien suddenly looked at Camille. As a level-eight Knight who was Natasha's bodyguard, she would not drink or eat any food on such an occasion. However, her face was still dark, and her body was shivering uncontrollably. She tried to turn into a "tide", but she only raised a layer of blue water before she was gone, showing the obvious symptoms of being poisoned and cursed!
Where was the source of the poison and the curse?
Lucien suddenly smelled the vague and sweet fragrance of flowers. It was like the smell of open-air banquets outside, except that it was lighter, sweeter, and intoxicating.
Something was wrong with the fragrance!
There must be a traitor or someone who was used by someone else to bring in something that emitted this kind of floral fragrance. It mixed with the liquor and the smell of the liquor that had been tampered with in advance, turning the liquor and the air into an unimaginable poison and curse. No wonder I didn't find anything when I checked!
However, it was not the time to look for the traitor or the accomplice. Lucien staggered to Natasha. Everything in front of his eyes was blurred and shaking, as if he were completely drunk. Not only could he not focus his spiritual power, but even his limbs were also floating.
Thankfully, Lucien had the Congus Ring, which resolved the poison. Unlike Camille, James, and the rest of them, he did not feel that his head was numb and his body was too weak to support himself as if he were drunk.
After a crack, Henson Count, who did not activate the strength of a Knight, collapsed to the ground. His limbs were spread out, and his eyes were blurred. He was caught in a "hangover".
Lucien maintained his strength and slowly approached Natasha. If his heavy head and soul remembered correctly, the Sword of Truth, as a top bloodline that could cut everything, was immune to curses. Therefore, Natasha must've only been poisoned at this moment. Her body was losing strength quickly, but her head and her self-awareness were still clear. As long as she put on the Health Belt and activated the item, her poison would be eliminated very soon.
The level-eight, senior-rank magic item was also immune to poisons below legendary!
As for the Congus Ring, even if Lucien wanted to give it to Natasha, she would not be able to use it.
Another noise echoed. David Count, who was the second weakest, also collapsed to the ground like Henson Count. However, his self-awareness had not completely entered the "drunk" state yet. He was rolling his eyes anxiously and nervously.
The power of the curse gathered from his lungs and stomach to his neck and extended upward, affecting Lucien's brain and soul. His head was swelling, and his heart was beating fast. His forehead and veins seemed to be exploding at any moment. His spiritual power was so suppressed that he could barely hold on. He could not use a spell or activate an item at all.
Staggering to Natasha's side, Lucien took off the belt and tied it around her waist.
Natasha said in a low voice, as if she were struggling to speak, "I can't focus my mind … It's hard for me to use magic items. You … You should go now. The target … The target should be me …"
As if he did not hear her, Lucien put his hands around her waist and buckled the Health Belt, before he said numbly, "Try to control … your mind … The poison hasn't fully taken effect yet … There should still be a chance … to activate the magic items …"
Natasha did not waste any time, nor did she give up. Her silver and purple eyes were filled with determination as she tried to control her mind. In the meantime, she urged again, "Go now. You still have strength … Hurry up … Go to the nobles outside … and ask for help …"
In such a way, at least Lucien would not die with her.
That way, he would be able to pursue that illusory glimmer of hope without any other worries.
Clap, clap, clap. Crisp applause came from the door. "What a touching couple. I hope that you can be together forever after death."
Lucien raised his head, only to discover that a weird man with dark green hair had walked in. There were no pupils in his eyes, only intimidating whiteness. He was wearing weird clothes too. Even though it was a hot day, he was still wearing a black cloak that covered his entire body.
The weird man, who seemed to be in his thirties, held his chest and bowed politely. "Your Majesty, please allow me to introduce myself. I am 'Venom Devil' Primous of the Dark Congress."
"Venom Devil" Primous was an expert on the 62nd place on the Cleansing List. He was a level-nine dark Knight with the bloodline of the Demon Lord. He was best known for his poisons and curses. Although his ranking was lower than Lucien's, he was undoubtedly stronger than Lucien.
Natasha did not reply to him but focused her mind. Lucien was resisting the power of curses with his mental power too.
Primous did not attack immediately. Instead, he rambled, "You don't know me? That's fine. You only need to know that I'm here to kill you. The Congress has been waiting for a total war between the South Church and the Congress of Magic for a long time. After learning that Your Majesty also chose balance, the old men sent me here. "
He seemed to be affected by his bloodline of the Demon Lord, and he seemed to be confident of his victory. Therefore, he seemed rather neurotic and disordered.
"As long as I kill Your Majesty, Mr. Lucien Evans, Duke James, and the rest of you, and pretend that it was done by the radical night watchers, it will be impossible for the Church and the Congress of Magic to avoid a total war. Right, I forgot to tell you that I'm very good at simulation, especially the Knight with the bloodline of poisons and curses. The fifth night watcher is' Cursed Angel 'Grunwell. I think I'm capable enough to convince the legendary sorcerers and saint cardinals that it was him."
Listening to his rambling, Lucien and Natasha both seized the opportunity to drive the power of curses and poisons inside their bodies. However, as time went by, they became more and more effective. Both of them could barely stand on their feet. The difference was that Lucien's head was dizzy, and Natasha's limbs were weak.
Primous did not seem to have noticed their efforts at all, nor did he care that Duke James and the rest of them could not answer because of their lack of strength. He went on gloatingly, "In order to kill you, I spent a lot of effort controlling a lot of attendants and gardeners and slightly changing the plants in the garden. If you were a real lover of flowers, Duke James, you would've noticed that something was wrong. It's a pity that you only like to show off. So, when you entered this chamber with the fragrance of flowers, the harmless things inside the wine went berserk."
"In order not to raise the wariness of your will and the premonition of the Host Star of Destiny, I did not use intense and fatal poisons and curses but resorted to indirect methods of weakening and paralysis. The effect seemed quite good. It gave me enough time to come from outside of the range of your will, Duke James."
What he said confirmed Lucien's guess and ruled out the possibility of a mole.
However, there was no way Lucien would trust a crazy guy like him.
"Haha. Do you think that I'm a lunatic who did not attack but stayed here to chat with you so that you had enough time to get rid of the poisons and curses?" Primous suddenly laughed.
Lucien was shocked. He seemed to have thought of something, but the power of curses that flowed into his head from his neck made his brain congested and sluggish, making it impossible for him to think as keenly as usual.
Primous chuckled. "My combination of poisons and curses is called 'Helpless Kiss'. The longer it is delayed, the weaker it will be. So, in order to be absolutely confident in my attack, I let you listen to my rambling. You were very cooperative. I'm very comforted."
After that, he clapped his hands. "Fall! Fall! Fall! "
Pa. Pa. Pa. After three consecutive noises, Duke Russell and Camille collapsed first, with desperation in their eyes. Then, Duke James, the gold Knight, fell on his knees, too, as if his feet could not support his body anymore.
"Oh, as expected of Her Majesty and Mr. Lucien Evans. You've persisted for so long. Hehe. Let me guess. It must be because Her Majesty's blood power can eliminate the power of curses, and Mr. Evans, you have equipment that is immune to poisons." Primous warmed up his wrists, as if he were ready to attack.
Lucien stepped forward in silence. His head was more dizzy than ever. He had only one idea in his head, which was to stand before Natasha. However, the systematic thinking that he had formed for a long time gave him a chance to turn the tables, which was to lure Primous to approach him and attack him with his left hand when he was unprepared, hoping that the nullification ability of the "God's Left Hand" could nullify the level-nine dark Knight's supernatural power and hurt him for real.
Primous chuckled in a low voice. "Not only can we kill people, but we can also gain a lot of items. Mr. Evans, you are a rarely-seen 'moving treasure' with so many magic items."
He took off his cloak softly, revealing his nightmarish body. It was a shell that was full of abscesses, from which yellow or green pus was bubbling. They corroded everything, leaving only a few pieces of cloth on his clothes.
"So, please die!" Primous moved, but Lucien could not capture him at all, much less attack him with his left hand.
After he started his attack, he was not careless at all and regarded Lucien as an opponent of his level. Therefore, although his physical strength was not as good as that of regular level-nine knights, Lucien could not resist him right now.
Bang! A light yellow and dark green figure flashed to Lucien's side and hit him hard in the chest.
The power that seemed to be able to poison the air made Lucien's head even heavier. He raised his left hand, but it was impossible for him to keep up with Primous' speed. Excruciating pain came from his chest.
Without a sound, Lucien disappeared and reappeared in the shadow of the door all of a sudden.
'Magic Trigger', the spell that he prepared in advance, saved Lucien's life at the critical moment.
"Hey, I almost forgot that you are a sorcerer, Mr. Evans. I don't think you can escape this time, can you?" Primous mocked Lucien blatantly. He unfolded his body again and reached Lucien unbelievably fast.
Lucien managed to raise his left hand in front of his chest, but Primous disappeared before him and blinked to his back. He kicked his back, and bright yellow curses and dark green toxins were entangled.
Bam. After a dull noise, the three layers of gray skin that suddenly appeared on Lucien's body were broken into pieces, and obvious gaps appeared on the robe of the Immortal Throne. Lucien was kicked to Natasha, vomiting blood. His back was in excruciating pain.
If he hadn't learned the eighth-circle 'Magic Order' a few days ago and stabilized three fourth-circle spells, 'Stone Skin', in advance, Lucien might've been killed immediately!
"You're not dead yet? That's why I hate sorcerers the most! "Primous grew agitated.
Duke James and the rest of them, who were lying on the ground, were curious about how Lucien avoided Primous' second attack. They tried to focus their minds, but it was barely effective.
Primous suddenly turned into a dark green spear and stabbed at Lucien, who had not risen from the ground yet.
Lucien finally turned around with his uncontrollable limbs, only to see such a scene. He tried to resist it with magic, but his spiritual power was suppressed by the power of the curse.
Was he going to die here?
Suddenly, a shadow appeared before Lucien. She waved her longsword, and a gap appeared in the void, blocking the spear.
However, the power of the spear was so terrifying that it pierced through her body through the longsword. Warm blood sprayed on Lucien's abdomen, chest and face.
"Natasha …" Lucien said subconsciously.
Natasha's cheeks were abnormally red. The wound between her chest and abdomen could not be healed because of the venom. She was losing a lot of blood, and her feet were shivering. She could barely stand on her feet, but her voice was low and firm.
"A Knight should stand in the front."
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