Chapter 167: The Nian Family Dracier Family—The Book of Druid (Soul Conjuration)

"Click"

One hand was broken, and just as Quaid was about to scream, he was punched again, knocking out several teeth.

"Say it and I can let you go." Verin looked at Quaid with a very kind tone.

"You swear in the name of God." Quaid stared at the two people, hoping to get their guarantee.

Seeing that the opponent was not trying to trick him, Verin shook his head and could only let Kyle continue to beat Quaid.

Half an hour later, looking at the half-dead Quaid, Verin took out a bottle of ice blue magic potion from the space ring, took out the cork, removed Quaid's mouth in disgust, and drank it roughly to ensure that he would not die.

The two came to the campfire and continued their discussion.

"My lord, this guy doesn't want to say anything. How about he be punished and buried directly?"

"I'll interrogate him for a while, but I won't be able to open his mouth anymore." Verin looked back at Quaid and said coldly, "Find a geomantic treasure place and bury it."

Half an hour later, the wounds on Quaid's body stopped bleeding and his consciousness slowly returned.

The pain radiating from all over his body was too much for him who had been pampered for many years. Looking at the backs of the two of them, he felt more and more resentful in his heart.

"You're awake, let's continue." Verin came to Quaid and asked expressionlessly, "How much do you know about Devon Hill."

"Hahaha, you remnants, don't expect to get any information from me." Quaid spat out the saliva from his mouth and said disdainfully.

"Fight, just leave a little bit of life alive this time."

Verin shook his head and ordered Kyle, then sat aside and warmed himself by the fire quietly.

A tragic cry came from the silent stream, causing the surrounding animals to flee in fright.

After an unknown amount of time, Kyle washed off the blood on his hands by the stream and said somewhat discouraged: "My lord, this guy looks cowardly. I didn't expect him to be so tough."

"It's normal. If he didn't speak harshly, how could the Drexier family live happily under the rule of the Earl of Kaohsiung." Weilin picked up a piece of wood and threw it into the bonfire. His patience had been worn away.

"Here, drink it for him and hang his life. I'm going to do an experiment."

Verin took out a book and a bottle of ice-blue potion from the space ring, handed the potion to Kyle, and began to read the Druid's Book.

On the seventh page of the book, there is a record of a druid spell called soul-stirring. At first glance, it sounds like a spell style created by a fellow villager.

There are three prerequisites for the casting of this spell. The first is that the body and spirit of the caster must be in the best condition, and the second is that the caster must be a large step below the caster.

The soul-stirring technique was born out of a demonic technique, but it was modified by this fellow countryman according to his own understanding, but its roots still belong to the category of demonic techniques.

Therefore, the third prerequisite for casting a spell is to find a medium, which can be a creature or an object, to eliminate the temporary curse that the world gives to the caster by playing with the soul.

It doesn't matter if he is strong. A mere curse has no effect on Soul Level or Legend, but for a silver weakling like him, it is a bit dangerous.

Maybe if you fall while walking, you may be seriously injured.

This kind of thing is simply impossible for the physique of a high-level silver knight, but with the short-term curse bestowed by the world, everything is possible.

In addition, this technique can only be used once every six months, otherwise a terrible disaster will occur.

"Go and catch a bear nearby."

"Yes."

Kyle was ordered to leave.

Two hours later, Kyle returned to camp carrying a bear.

Verin drew his knight's sword, grabbed the bear's forepaw, and released a bowl of blood.

Come to the stream, and according to the records in the Druid's Book, use hot blood to paint special ancient patterns on your face, and at the same time inject the druid's magic into these patterns.

After completing all this, Weilin had a special feeling, as if his personality had been swapped with that of the bear. This effect could only last ten minutes.

Because this pig bear is only a low-level bronze life level and does not match Verin's extraordinary level, the eight-hour casting time is shortened to half an hour.

Pig Bear lay on the ground, looking at the humans painted with blood-colored patterns, as if he saw his own kind, and his confused eyes became even more confused.

"No matter what you see later, don't disturb me." Weilin solemnly warned Kyle.

"Yes."

Quaid looked at Weilin, whose face was covered with blood. He had a bad feeling and said with a look of horror on his face: "What are you going to do? Even if you die, you won't get any useful information from me."

"It's not up to you."

Verin stretched out his right hand towards Quaid and activated the soul skill Reincarnation of Life and Death first.

In an instant, Quaid's injuries recovered at an extremely fast speed, both body and soul, and even his strength was improved.

Before Quaid could carefully feel the changes in his body, Verin immediately used the soul-stirring technique.

Kyle looked at Verin, whose eyes turned red. He was exuding a light black ominous aura. Even the pig and bear beside him were also shrouded in an ominous aura.

An illusory soul was captured from Quaid's body by Verin. His dull expression was no longer as agile as before, and he looked like a puppet.

"Tell me the basic information about Devon Hill." Verin looked at Quaid's soul and began to ask questions.

"Devon Hill was born in Mutuo Town. His parents have passed away and he is a descendant of the family..."

A few minutes later, Verin matched the information collected one by one, proving that Quaid was indeed telling the truth.

With less than twenty minutes left, Verin sped up and continued to ask: "Thirty years ago, why did Devon Hill give up his surname and choose to run away from the Delacier family."

"Thirty years ago, the castle guard led by Devon Hill, in cooperation with the Black Crow Troops, participated in the elimination of the remnants. The leaders of the remnants were his sister and a man. Unknowingly, Devon Hill You personally killed your sister and brother-in-law, and accidentally killed your niece."

"After the operation, Devonshire was in a state of confusion. A month later, he resigned from his position as captain of the castle guard, gave up his family name, and left Kaohsiung Territory. His whereabouts are unknown."

"Who is the leader of the remnants you are annihilating now?" Weilin calculated the remaining time and asked.

Quaid kept a dull expression and continued to answer: "After many testimonies, the baby killed thirty years ago was the child of the servant. The blood of the remnant is still alive in the world. The purpose of the Black Crow Army is to find the leader of the remnant." Otherwise, completely cut off the direct bloodline."

"Why did you send people to intercept and kill us ten days ago?"

"Because you are investigators of the kingdom, and the family is afraid that two hundred years of events will be exposed, and the remaining personnel will contact you and obtain information that can subvert us, so you must be strangled in the wilderness."