Divine Flame Crystal

Chapter 512 The Terrifying Curse

Xingluo clearly saw that the cursed object released extremely corrosive energy. Any object touched by this energy would quickly rot, rust, and disintegrate. Living things would feel extreme pain and mental breakdown, and eventually go to destruction. The corrosive power of the cursed object was everywhere, making it impossible to guard against it.

The most bizarre effect was the various terrifying hallucinations that the curse could create. Even with his great mage-level mental power, he began to see terrifying illusions. These illusions were so realistic that people could not distinguish between the real and the fake, and even made people do extreme behaviors. He saw the abyss creatures affected by the curse self-harming under the drive of hallucinations, and even tried to hurt other abyss creatures. The mental attack made all living beings fall into endless fear, greatly weakening their will and fighting power.

Although Xingluo finally suppressed the out-of-control outbreak of the curse, everything he experienced made him deeply aware of the horror and danger of this dark power. The curse was originally created for an experiment, but it is very likely to bring endless disasters.

After Xingluo released the curse, even with his great mage-level mental strength, he did not notice a black shadow flash by, and then disappeared as the dark magic that activated the curse was exhausted.

Through this experience of making the cursed object, Xingluo's magic power and mental strength were improved. He knew that he had succeeded. In this lava abyss, he used the characteristics of the abyss environment and the unique method of making cursed objects in this layer of abyss to make the cursed object.

After Xingluo left the Lost City, he still had mixed feelings about successfully making the cursed object in his heart, and he set out on a journey back to Fire Castle. Fire Castle is a lively and prosperous town, famous for its unique geographical location and rich resources. After a long journey without using teleportation magic, Xingluo finally returned to Fire Castle. He decided to stroll around the town first and enjoy the long-lost relaxing time. You have to relax in moderation when doing anything, otherwise even the strongest people will collapse, so Xingluo plans to take a rest these few days.

Xingluo walked on the wide streets of Fire Castle, the sun shining on him, warm and comfortable. The vendors on both sides of the street enthusiastically hawked all kinds of goods, and the air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat and fresh bread. Xingluo smiled as he walked through the stalls, sometimes stopping to chat with the stall owners and buy some snacks and souvenirs.

He came to a beautifully decorated bookstore. The owner was a kind old man. When he saw Xingluo coming in, he enthusiastically recommended several books about ancient ruins to him. Xingluo flipped through the pages casually. The words and illustrations on the pages reminded him of his experience in the Lost City. He bought several books that interested him and planned to take them back to the hotel to read slowly.

Continuing to stroll along the streets of Fire Castle, Xingluo was attracted by a spice shop. The shop had a wide variety of spices, bright colors, and various exotic spices exuding a rich aroma. He picked out some of his favorite spices to use in preparing food or making sachets in the future.

Xingluo walked into the small pottery shop. The shop was filled with the aroma of soil, and various exquisite pottery was neatly placed on the walls. The owner was a young woman, who was concentrating on making an exquisite pottery jar on the pottery wheel. Her craftsmanship was skillful, and her hands danced deftly in the soil, and the pottery jar gradually took shape in her hands. Xingluo was deeply attracted by this scene, and stood aside and watched quietly, feeling a sense of peace and tranquility in her heart.

The woman noticed Xingluo's arrival, smiled and nodded to him, and continued her work. Xingluo looked around, and finally his eyes stopped on a small pottery jar that had been completed. The pottery jar looked simple yet exquisite, with a smooth surface and very well processed details. Xingluo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and decided to buy the pottery jar and carve his experience in the lost city on it as a commemoration of this adventure.

Xingluo bought the pottery jar and asked the owner for some carving tools. The owner readily agreed and handed him a set of exquisite carving tools. Xingluo found a quiet corner, sat down and began to recall his adventure experience in the Lost City, preparing to carve these memories on the pottery jar. He planned to use some magic tricks. After all, the area of ​​the pottery jar was limited, but this was not a problem for a space magician. He could even carve a set of pictures with holographic effects.

He planned to start carving at the bottom of the pottery jar. As the founder of the enchanter, the layout of the magic circle was already familiar to him, so carving some ordinary lines and composition were not a problem at all. He planned to start carving from the moment he entered the Lost City. Xingluo carefully carved the scene in the ruins: the remains of the buildings swallowed by the magma, the collapsed streets, and the hot breath in the air. He carved a panoramic view of the Lost City, and the ruins looked particularly sad and beautiful against the backdrop of the magma.

Then he carved a scene of himself walking through the city. He carved the road leading to the temple on a pottery jar, and the ruined buildings and murals on the roadside were carefully depicted. While carving, Xingluo couldn't help but recall the ancient stories depicted in the murals, which recorded the rise and fall of the lost city, which made him feel sad.

When he carved the entrance to the temple, Xingluo was particularly careful. He carved the ancient symbols and patterns on the outer wall of the temple. Although those symbols were blurred, they were still clear in his memory. Then, he carved the scene inside the temple: the broken utensils and sacrificial supplies placed on the altar, and the decayed smell in the air, all of which were carved one by one on the pottery jar.

Then, Xingluo carved out the scene of his discovery of the hidden passage. He meticulously depicted the narrowness and darkness of the passage, the ancient murals still visible on the walls, and the scenes depicting the rise and fall of the lost city. At this point, Xingluo felt that the pottery jar in his hand had begun to tell a complete story.

Finally, Xingluo carved the horrific scene in the tomb. He depicted the broken coffins and scattered remains, and described the cold and decayed atmosphere in the tomb. In particular, the huge and complete sarcophagus, the complex runes and patterns on it were carefully carved on the pottery jar, as if the twisted face was staring at him in the darkness.

When Xingluo finished the last cut, he looked up and felt satisfied. This small pottery jar had completely recorded his adventure experience, and every detail was vivid. He returned the carving tools to the owner, picked up the pottery jar and looked at it carefully, feeling a sense of pride. This pottery jar was not only a commemoration of an adventure, but also a deep memory and emotional sustenance of his experience.