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    Helan took the iron box that Yona gave her and ran all the way in the deserted streets in the heavy rain. Yona's sad eyes still flashed through her mind from time to time.  Yuna In order to avoid the guards who were conducting manhunts on the street, Helan did not dare to take the main road, but walked through narrow streets and alleys one after another. It took nearly two hours to arrive.  The place Yuna mentioned.  Durant House, for Helan, who has lived in this city for almost two months, has heard of this place before.  It is said that it was once the largest residential building in the city of Mondoc, and its magnificence was comparable to the palace where King Vidocq lived.  The reason why it is so famous is entirely because the owner of this mansion was once the place where Hannibal Durrant, the legendary businessman of the Kingdom of Vidocq, lived.  It is a pity that such a splendid mansion is now in ruins. The reason is the Judgment Day that happened in Monk City ten years ago.  About the story of this mansion, Helan heard it from the tavern where he worked. The most important thing in a place like the tavern is all kinds of folk stories.  When Helan heard the story about this mansion, she was deeply touched. The children who were burned to death because of the story were, like her, children of the curse.  "Could it be that the father Xiaoyou mentioned is the legendary businessman, Mr. Hannibal Durrant?" Helan murmured to himself as he walked into the abandoned mansion in front of him.  This mansion was once set on fire by people who participated in the Day of Judgment, so it has long since become a mess, with charred broken walls everywhere.  Precisely because this is where Hannibal Durrant lived in the past.  So the piece of land that this residence is on.  It was never sold afterwards.  The ruins have remained idle to this day.  The nearby residents and nobles also regarded the entire place as taboo, believing that it had been cursed by the gods. Otherwise, it would be impossible for a heretic like Hannibal to have a cursed son with an elf slave.  Helan walked alone on this ragged land, feeling lost.  "Mr. Hannibal!" Helan's weak voice sounded in the rain. She did not dare to shout too loud for fear of attracting others' attention.  I don¡¯t know how long it¡¯s been.  Just when Helan shouted for an unknown number of times, a tall figure appeared in the rain.  "Ah!" Helan was startled and fell to the ground.  The man in front of him was about fifty years old. He had a mustache and was wearing a black dress. The dress was somehow tattered and washed away by the rain, making him look like a down-and-out old man.  What shocked Helan the most was that the man¡¯s right wrist was completely broken off.  Although it was wrapped with thick gauze, there was still blood seeping out.  "Little girl. Are you here to find me?".  the man asked in a hoarse voice.  "Yesyes, your Excellency, Mr. Hannibal? I was called by Yuna. She asked me to hand over the whole thing to you." Helan stood up, took out the iron box in his arms and handed it to the man.  before.  "" The man was silent for a moment, his eyes first fell on the iron box in Helan's hand, then looked at Helan again, and suddenly said: "I see, little girl, are you also a child of the curse?".  Helan's delicate body trembled, with an incredible look on her face. Subconsciously, she grabbed her scarf. After confirming that the scarf had not been knocked off by the rain, she pretended to be calm and said: "Sir, I I don't know what you are talking about.  ? " "Haha, there's no need to hide it, I'm very sensitive to the aura of the Cursed Child." The man chuckled twice and suddenly turned around and walked into the abandoned mansion.  "Hey, wait, it's your stuff!" Helan saw the man leaving and quickly caught up with him.  "Bring the things in, since it's Yuna who asked you to bring them, you must be like Yuna in hoping to witness the historical moment that will happen next." The man said without looking back.  "No, I'll put down my things and leave. II won't go in." Intuition told Helan that he shouldn't come into contact with the scary-looking man in front of him, so Helan stopped and mustered up his courage.  The man stopped when he heard the words, but he still did not look back, but said: "Oh, really? Don't you want to see what the last wish of Yuna's child is?"  "Youwhat are you talking about? Xiaoyou, what's wrong with Xiaoyou?" Helan was stunned for a moment, then asked loudly.  "The aura of Yuna's child disappeared just now. If I guessed correctly, she is probably dead." After the man finished saying this, Helan didn't wait for Helan toAs the question continued, the person had already walked into the abandoned mansion.  "Xiaoyouis dead?" Helan stood there blankly, repeating those words.  "Shasha" The rain was still falling. Since learning about Yuna's death, Helan didn't know how she walked in. She followed the man named Hannibal to a dark underground space.  The space there is very large, just like an artificially excavated underground world, covering more than ten acres. What shocked Helan the most was that in such a large place, there was an extremely huge underground world.  And a very complicated magic circle.  Helan did not study magic, but she still found it incredible when she saw such a large project.  "How about it? I'm curious about such a big magic circle. What's the use of it?"  Hannibal looked back at the stunned Helan and smiled.  "Your Excellency, what exactly are you and Yuna planning to do? Shewhy was she attacked by those guards? And she was so seriously injured?" Helan couldn't help but voice the questions in his heart.  "We have a common ideal." Hannibal looked at Holland.  "Ideal?" "It is to purify the world, take revenge on those hateful humans who once rejected you, and let them feel the same pain as you, the children of the curse." Hannibal walked up to Helan, put his head close,  He said slowly in a hoarse voice.  Helan subconsciously took a step back.  Put some distance between you and Hannibal.  at the same time.  She was horrified to find that Hannibal's face was distorted, as if he was trapped in some kind of demonic barrier.  "Haha, those scumbags who persecuted you will die, as well as those scumbags from the Psalm Church. Why do they say that you are cursed by the gods? Why?" Hannibal's eyes were red, as if he had been possessed.  Although what the other party said seemed to be unfair to all the children of the curse in the world.  He denounced the injustice of this world, but for some reason, Helan, as a child of the curse, did not arouse that kind of resonance.  Looking at the crazy Hannibal, Helan was very puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Hannibal, aren't you a human being yourself?".  When Hannibal heard Helan's question, he stopped his crazy behavior, looked at her and said: "Human? Little girl. Do you know how much I don't want to have this skin? Over the years, it has been telling me about myself. I  The body is of the same race as those hateful guys who killed my wife and son, and they bleed the same blood." "Your wife and son?" Helan couldn't help but think of the rumored judgment day of Mondoc, who was killed at that time.  In addition to an elf slave girl, there seemed to be a child under the age of one month who was sent to the stake.  Could it be that the Hannibal Durrant in front of him was the legendary businessman who was as famous as Archduke Stella?  Thinking of the news about the bloodbath of the branch church of the Holy See of Psalms last night, Helan is now basically certain that the crazy-looking man in front of him is the one who had his wife and children burned to death by the Holy See of Chant and expelled as a heretic.  The founder of the Durant Chamber of Commerce of the human race, Hannibal Durant.  "Did you come back for revenge?" At this time, Helan looked at the man in front of him with less fear and more sympathy.  "Revenge?" Hannibal covered his face and murmured for a while: "Yes, I want revenge." A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Hannibal shouted to Helan: "Give it to me!" Helan  Looking at the iron box in his hand, he hesitated a little and handed it to Hannibal.  Hannibal snatched the iron box from Helan's hand, and then stumbled towards the center of the huge magic circle. There was a huge transparent container with dark red liquid flowing inside.  Hannibal walked under the container, opened the iron box, took out dark green potions and placed them on the ground.  Helan walked over slowly, looked at the dark red liquid flowing in the container, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Hannibal, what are you going to do?" "Didn't I just say that? Purify the world and treat those who once rejected you.  I want to take revenge on the hateful humans and let them feel the same pain as you children of the curse" Hannibal seemed to have returned to normal and began to mix the potion in the drum in an orderly manner.  He poured the dark green liquid inside into the container and mixed it with the dark red liquid.  The dark green liquid with a mysterious light quickly turned purple after mixing with the dark red liquid in the container.  It flowed out from several small holes under the container, and then began to flow slowly along the magic array pattern engraved on the ground.   "Let me tell you, little girl, this magic circle is actually a magic circle that can perform human body alchemy. Those dark red liquids are the blood of the Cursed Son that I have collected over the years. Your good friend, You  Na¡¯s blood is in it.¡± Hannibal suddenly smiled.  "What, the blood of the Cursed Child?" Helan was shocked when he looked at the purple liquid in the container.  "Also, the dark green liquid I just added is actually a catalyst. I have traveled around the world in recent years and obtained it with great difficulty. It can allow the blood of the cursed child to pass through this human alchemy magic circle, turning ordinary humans into  A child of the curse like you." "" Helan was extremely shocked when he heard Hannibal's words.  Hannibal put his hand on the surface of the container, his expression as if looking at his own child, full of nostalgia and enthusiasm, "As long as this alchemical spell is successfully executed, when the sun rises tomorrow, everyone in Mondoc City will  , they will become the cursed children who were abandoned by the gods, haha, when I think of their panic and fearful expressions, I can't help but want to laugh. This kind of punishment is more interesting than killing them directly.  " (To be continued) Chapter 512: Alchemy Forbidden Curse:
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