Chapter 468 Curse [Good Night]
When he saw Minister Droste's shock, Aiwas realized that he had succeeded.
"What do I want?"
Aiwass smiled playfully: "If I say that I don't want anything...will you be scared, Charles?"
Hearing this, Minister Droste was sweating profusely.
If Aiwass doesn't want anything...
Doesn't that mean he doesn't intend to help me?
As Minister of Trade, Droste knew this all too well—they weren't afraid of asking, they were afraid of not getting what they wanted. Where there was a demand, there was a solution. Just as being "casual" was the hardest dish to prepare, being silent was the hardest to please.
After looking at him with a smile for a while, Aiwass finally relented: "Then let's do this..."
Droste saw that "Evans'" smile had softened, as if he were truly just Edwards Moriarty. He breathed a sigh of relief, his scalp tingling with fear.
"Answer me a few questions first, and then I'll decide whether to help you."
Aiwass said slowly: "If you dare to lie to me...ha.
"Did you know? Human souls can be preserved in gems. Although your ugliness and lowliness make it unworthy of me to waste a gem... but as long as your soul is filled in, then if I suddenly remember that I was deceived by a fat man one day, I can still wake you from the gem and torture you like a living person."
He raised his right hand, resting his chin on it, and chuckled as he discussed how to turn people into jewelry.
Droste's pupils subconsciously glanced at the true fire.
This is still the truth.
"—What are you looking at?"
Aiwass said slowly: "I felt something was wrong just now... Why do your eyes keep drifting towards it?"
He said, pulling the light towards him.
Droste suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and his hands and feet became cold.
As a child, Droste accidentally broke his father's favorite antique vase. Too embarrassed to admit it, he meticulously glued the broken pieces together, reuniting them to form a vase and placing it back in its original location.
—That way, my father won't find out. Even if he does, he can't be sure it was me... and with so many children in the house, who knows, someone might knock it over again. And then it won't be my fault anyway.
Little Charles, who was only seven years old, thought so at the time.
But he had just finished and was still carefully restoring the vase to its original position when his father broke into the study.
Contrary to what little Charles had expected, he immediately recognized the problem with the vase and walked straight towards him and the vase. The moment he picked up the vase, it suddenly shattered. Little Charles's hands and feet were shaking uncontrollably.
——At this moment, Droste felt like he was back to that day again.
Filled with fear, as if the sky was falling.
"Haha, the fire of truth."
Sure enough, "Evans" easily saw through it.
In those slightly narrowed eyes, a ruthless, cold killing intent gleamed, along with the contempt he held for an ant. That killing intent was so intense and real, as if he truly intended to kill him... or rather, as if he had already killed himself!
Minister Droste was panicked. For a split second, he seemed to see his own miserable death in Aiwass's eyes.
It was as if his entire body was being pierced repeatedly by thousands of ice-cold steel needles—waves of phantom pain emanated from every part of his body, nearly causing him to cry out in pain.
Minister Droste subconsciously touched his neck and felt his heartbeat and body temperature still present, then he relaxed a little. The strange phantom pain finally dissipated.
"snort."
Looking at Droste slumped in his seat with lingering fear, Aiwass snorted softly.
But Droste didn't know that at this moment, Aiwass was actually a little confused - what happened to him?
A fourth-level transcendent shouldn't be so vulnerable to being frightened, right?
Looking at Droste's suddenly widened, empty eyes and his body twitching violently like an epileptic, Aiwass even started to worry about his heart problem.
I haven't asked anything yet, don't let him be scared to death...that would be too easy for him.
Fortunately... just as Aiwas was struggling with whether he should save Droste if he had a heart attack, Droste recovered on his own.
Aiwass didn't dare to put pressure on him anymore.
So he snorted coldly and got straight to the point: "That's good, since the true fire is here..."
As he said this, he turned the candlestick upside down and pointed it at Minister Droste.
"Then stop lying and tell me."
Aiwass said leisurely, "I speak, you answer. Answer within five seconds, no thinking allowed."
"...Yes, sir! I will tell you everything I know!"
Droste even looked at Aiwass with a hint of gratitude. Because the moment Aiwass opened his mouth, the illusion that his whole body was pierced by something cold, slippery, sharp and hard completely dissipated.
"Who was the last person you contacted?"
"It's Blood Diamond, a witch. She's my regular contact."
"How do you contact her?"
"Using the 'Rust Blood Ritual', I have a vial of her blood."
"Where did you hide it?"
"It's on the third floor of the Lloyd's headquarters building, in the cabinet in the second storage room."
"Where did that bottle of wine come from?"
"That's really the Sacred Tree No. 1. I bought it from the goblins at a huge price."
"Where's the poison?"
"That's the cursed poison [Goodnight], given to me by Miss Blood Diamond."
"Do you know what 'goodnight' is?"
"This generation's Black Prime Minister personally mixed this poison, which is only effective on the Queen."
"Do you know what His Majesty thinks of you?"
"Which Majesty? I don't know."
"Valentine VII—have you ever seen him?"
“No, but we did talk.”
"Have you ever seen the Red Phase?"
"No. There's no chance."
"Have you met Countess Emma?"
"No, I've only heard of it."
…
They asked and answered questions quickly and smoothly. This was the most efficient conversation since Aiwass came in.
The fire of truth that Droste himself had displayed had now become a tool for Droste to torture himself.
Soon, Aiwass obtained enough useful intelligence.
Aiwass knew about Blood Diamond, she'd been in the dungeon before. And the clothes that dropped from her were pretty nasty—it was a tentacle suit!
What does it mean to brush? It means to brush.
...But if Aiwass remembered correctly, she shouldn't be from the Xingtan King's side. Because that Ben was Hong Xiang's Ben, and she was one of Hong Xiang's many "daughters" and "lovers."
This suggests that she might have been a spy sent by Hong Xiang to the royal family, or she might have defected to Hong Xiang later.
Aiwass knows the "Rust Blood Ritual." This curse, which inflicts sepsis on the person by cursing their blood, is one of the weakest curses.
Blood Diamond certainly knew Droste was dead. But perhaps Aiwass, using the Rusted Blood Ritual for the first time, could have summoned her... After all, so much time had passed. Perhaps one of Droste's heirs had discovered her contact information?
Even though it was risky and she even knew it might be a trap, she had to come over.
Because Xing Ti was in a difficult situation, she would never give up the opportunity to break the deadlock. As long as Valentine VII thought so, it didn't matter what she thought.
But Minister Droste's understanding of "goodnight" is not quite right.
The cursed poison "Goodnight" was not developed by this generation of Black Phase... but was developed by the first generation of Black Phase who transformed into undead and gained eternal life.
Although the original Red and Black Phases are still alive, both positions are still passed down through generations. Each Black Phase is the Vice Principal of the Spiritual Tower, and each Red Phase is the "child" of the original Red Phase.
The original Black Phase's path was adaptation and dusk, and Curse Poison was a skill related to the path of adaptation. And "Goodnight" possessed a strong dusk power.
This generation of Hei Xiang has no adaptability to the Tao, so how could he possibly develop a curse poison?
The strength of "Goodnight" is related to its alcohol concentration. It is actually a cursed poison specifically developed for the funeral of the dead. "Goodnight," which is as close to pure alcohol as it gets, can intoxicate powerful undead and lull them to sleep... and this cursed poison must be "voluntarily consumed" in order to be effective.
If the alcohol concentration is lowered when taken with the cursed poison, it becomes a potion that kills according to the remaining lifespan of the living. Its effect is equivalent to the necromancy spell [Death Sleep] of the Dusk Path—the souls of mortally wounded or extremely old enemies are sent directly into the Amber Forest, becoming part of the amber solidified by the Pillar God Amber.
In the game, this spell is a fifth-level ability that instantly kills enemies below 1% health. It's essentially useless, except for boss fights, when it can sometimes be used to snatch that 1% health back... Otherwise, it's just a plot spell, specifically for dealing with enemies with a 1% health lock.
The alcohol concentration of Sacred Tree No. 1 is approximately 17%. It can kill elderly people with a remaining lifespan of less than 17 months, as well as those whose lifespans have been extended by more than 17 months through life extension spells.
Therefore, even if all four of them drank the bottle of wine, only the Queen would die.
Aiwass reacted... It was not that Droste had any special poisoning technique that Aiwass did not understand, but that he really put poison in the whole bottle of wine.
He was lucky, and he still had plenty of time left to live. Therefore, the poison only worked on Queen Sofia...
But if Droste has little time left to live, he will be killed by this glass of wine.
"hehe……"
Aiwass smiled maliciously.
His laughter made Droste uneasy.
But before Droste could ask, Aiwas took the initiative and told him the secret of "Goodnight".
Aiwass was within the radiation range of the True Fire, so Droste immediately realized that Aiwass was telling the truth.
Droste's expression suddenly turned very ugly.
From this early on... have the Xingti people wanted to kill me?
——Before he suddenly became enlightened and embarked on the path of twilight, his life was about to end!
(End of this chapter)
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