Seeing the two Abyssal Sirens standing there in a daze, Han Jin's face gradually darkened. If he couldn't find a way to lift the curse from these Sirens, it meant that the army would face a great crisis. Why should prisoners on death row be closely guarded? It was because they were likely to do many crazy things when they knew they were going to die. Now, it was unclear how many soldiers had contacted the Sirens of Abyss, and there was no way to find them out in a short time. What would they do when they knew they didn't have much time left? Would military discipline be of any use?
The Sirens of Abyss, who had been carefully observing Han Jin, began to feel uneasy. Who knew whether this human would be angry and let them have a taste of the horrible torture?
"Didn't that dark magician say anything to you?" Han Jin still didn't give up.
"My Lord, that Prader was only interested in our bodies," one of the Sirens of Abyss answered. Then she saw the coldness in Han Jin's eyes.
"You let me down!" Han Jin said slowly.
Hearing Han Jin's words, the Sirens of Abyss were suddenly in a mess. Few people could face death calmly, at least these Sirens of Abyss couldn't.
The surrounding Knight stepped forward at the same time. The heavy roar of their footsteps was incomparably solemn at this time. The Sirens of Abyss immediately became silent.
Suddenly, one of the two Sirens of Abyss standing in front of Han Jin jumped up and pointed at a young Siren who was hiding among the Sirens of Abyss. It seemed that she hadn't reached puberty yet, and she quickly said something.
"What are you talking to her about?" Han Jin frowned. The feeling of not being able to understand the language of the Sirens of Abyss made him very uncomfortable.
The Siren of Abyss hurriedly said, "Prader likes her very much. I'm asking her if Prader said anything to her."
Hearing her words, Han Jin felt a little hope in his heart. He waved to the Siren of Abyss. A Knight immediately led the Siren to Han Jin.
"Does Prader look for you often?" Han Jin looked at the shivering witch in front of him and tried to soften his tone.
"Not … not very often." The young demon girl stammered.
"What did he say to you?" Han Jin asked.
"Said, said a lot. Which one do you want to know, my Lord?" The demoness looked very confused.
Han Jin couldn't help but pause for a moment. Only then did he realize that he was a bit too anxious. If it were anyone else, they wouldn't be able to answer such a question.
"Did Merit ever mention anything about the curse to you?"
"No." The demonic woman shook her head.
"Is there anything special around him?" Han Jin asked. The rest of the Abyssal Sirens pricked up their ears nervously. From Han Jin's words, they knew that if he couldn't find a way to lift the curse from them, he wouldn't let them go.
The young demon girl thought for a moment and said, "He told me that his magic staff was made from the spine of an Abyssal Rotten Snake, and that it has some special effects."
Han Jin looked at Guevara. He knew nothing about Abyssal creatures, so he didn't know what special effects the spine of a Rotten Snake had.
Guevara shook his head and said, "A magic staff made from the spine of a Rotten Snake can enhance some dark magic, but it has nothing to do with lifting curses."
"Anything else? Think about it carefully. " Han Jin asked the young demon girl again. He pointed at the large group of Abyssal Sirens and said, "The lives of your companions are in your hands. If you can't think of anything useful, you should know what will happen to you, right?"
The young demon girl couldn't help but look back. She saw the hopeful eyes of her companions, which made her even more nervous. She frowned and racked her brains.
Time passed minute by minute. It was so quiet that even the sound of a needle dropping on the ground could be heard clearly. In fact, the surrounding soldiers were also nervous.
For the Abyssal Sirens, they would die if they couldn't find a way to lift the curse. For the soldiers, it was only a matter of time before they died.
Han Jin didn't urge them. He just looked at the young demon girl quietly. Han Jin clearly realized that this might be the last hope to lift the curse.
After a long time, the young demon girl finally said, "He, he seems to have a very big crystal in his room."
Crystal? Han Jin was a little disappointed. What was the use of a crystal, no matter how big it was? Could a ton of crystal be lifted to lift the curse? However, Han Jin didn't show any signs of impatience. Instead, he continued to speak in a gentle tone, "Anything else?"
At this moment, Guevara's expression changed as if he suddenly thought of something. He asked, "What kind of crystal?"
"It's about this big." The young demon girl gestured with her hands. "This crystal is very strange. The rest of it is white except for the one in the middle. It's pink, and it looks like a flowing liquid."
Hearing this, Guevara's expression became a little nervous. "Did he tell you the name of the crystal?"
The young demon girl thought hard and said with uncertainty, "I think it's called Puri- Purifying something crystal. I don't remember."
"Purifying Crystal?"
"Yes, yes, that's the name." The young demon girl nodded quickly.
Guevara let out a long sigh. "This dark magician is not simple. He actually has such a thing."
"What's the use of this crystal?" Han Jin looked at Guevara's relieved expression and couldn't help but ask.
"The Purifying Crystal has many uses. But for now, the most useful thing for us is that it can lift the curse!" Guevara said with a smile.
"Really?!" Even with Han Jin's steadiness, he couldn't help but stand up.
"Of course it's true. We have to hurry up and plan. After all, we don't know when the curse will break out."
Han Jin called the two Abyssal Sirens to one side and asked in a low voice. The two Abyssal Sirens thought for a while and answered Han Jin. Han Jin's expression became even uglier.
Léger walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"Repeat what you just said." Han Jin smiled bitterly.
"About … a few thousand people," one of the Abyssal Sirens said timidly.
"What few thousand people?" Léger didn't understand.
"Since we occupied Nuremberg until now, thousands of soldiers have come into contact with them. The situation was especially serious in Nuremberg. They just said that they couldn't rest for the whole day and night."
Léger was stunned. After a while, he suddenly roared angrily, "Are those guys in the military law team idiots?! What did Lang Ning do?! I gave the legion to him, and this is how he repaid me?! "
The surrounding Knight's expression changed greatly. If the two highest leaders of the legion had conflicts with each other, it would have a fatal impact on the legion!
"This has nothing to do with Lang Ning. He already has a heavy responsibility. How can he have the energy to care about other things? Besides, some things can't be investigated by the public. These soldiers are covering for each other. How can Lang Ning know what happened? When we came over just now, didn't someone also want to pass on the message? "
Léger didn't say anything. Only his chest was heaving violently.
"Why did the curse break out only in a few dozen people?" Guevara suddenly asked. "If there are really thousands of people, and they all passed through the Titan Konjac area, they should break out at the same time."
"It should be … because they have come into contact with the Abyssal Sirens more than once." Han Jin said slowly, "It's hard to find out about other people, but General Paul is very famous. He even knows them."
Guevara's gaze fell on an Abyssal Siren. The Abyssal Siren whispered, "General Paul comes to us every day. Because of him, we can eat decent food. We are very grateful to him."
Guevara couldn't help but sigh. This was a sin from heaven that could be defied, but a sin brought on by oneself was the hardest to bear!
"Léger, I think we should change our plan," Han Jin said slowly.
"What should we do?"
"We don't have time to attack Rhine City. Why don't we … find a way to pass through and attack Black Raven City directly?" Han Jin paused. "The curse of the Touch of Corrosion can break out at any time. We must occupy Black Raven City as soon as possible and get that Purifying Crystal!"
Han Jin's last few words were a little loud, and some soldiers heard it. One of them stood up recklessly and shouted, "Young Marshal, are we going to attack Black Raven City?"
"Young Marshal, let us be the vanguard!"
"Damn it! I'm cursed anyway. Let's fight those despicable bastards! "
Among the Knight, one of them got down on one knee. "Young Marshal, please give me a chance to atone for my sins!"
A moment ago, the atmosphere had been gloomy, but now it had become turbulent. The knights couldn't stop them no matter how loudly they reprimanded them. In fact, the reason was simple: they would die sooner or later if they were cursed. If they could conquer Black Raven City and seize the Purifying Crystal, they might be able to lift the curse. This was their last chance, and it was worth it for them to risk everything.
"Young Marshal!"
"Young Marshal …"
The soldiers' roars were louder than the previous one. Han Jin and Léger didn't expect such a change. It took them a while to react. Han Jin's face finally relaxed. He remembered a saying, "Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise."
Léger raised his arm and motioned for the soldiers to stop shouting. He then said to a Knight, "Pass on my order. All commanders and captains are to come to my tent immediately."
"Yes, Young Marshal!" the Knight answered. He jumped on his horse and rushed out of the captive camp.
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