Calamity Crown

2022-02-14

Chapter 2 Good Night

At night, the lit candles dispelled the misty darkness.

Goethe knelt on the ground and drew ceremony with his fingers dipped in the younger brother’s blood.

“Hard you’ll forgive me, right?”

“It’s for revenge!”

“For grandfather, father mother, aunt , Uncles, and Bruce and the three of them take revenge!”

“You will forgive me, my younger brother, hahaha.”

The reflection in youngster’s dark pupils The flames swarmed, and he burst into tears, but there was a frantic smile at the corner of his mouth.

More candles were subsequently lit.

youngster began to chant incantation silently.

In an instant, pain came from my heart.

dong!

dong dong!

dong dong dong!

My heart was beating violently, as if it was about to explode.

However, youngster held on!

He must persevere!

This is the ‘Spirit of Vengeance’ that he bought from a friend after he had spent everything he could – a powerful ‘Spirit of Vengeance’ that could summon his orders.

As long as he owns this ‘Spirit of Vengeance’, he can find the murderer who kept killing his family in the dark, avenge his family, and restore the ‘Wayne’ family.

All you need is this ‘Spirit of Vengeance’!

youngster stands firm.

Even if the heart is like a knife, the whole body begins to fester.

He ignored the maggots crawling out of the festering body, just chanting incantation byte by byte.

And when youngster’s blurry vision, ceremony’s ritual began to light up with scarlet rays of light, he became more and more determined.

Especially when seeing a vague silhouette appearing in the ceremony, youngster immediately raised his palm and pressed towards that silhouette – ‘Spirit of Vengeance’ is powerful, but also dangerous, must be At the weakest moment of being summoned by the summon, only by completing the ‘blood contract’ with blood can it be controlled.

Youngster has tried to speed up, but the speed is not flattering.

After all, it is unexpected for a person whose whole body is festering to the extent that he can see his bones and his internal organs are eaten by maggots.

While standing in the ceremony, Zhao Wumian was amazed by the illusion and brilliance in front of him, when he suddenly saw a bloody, zombie-like monster rushing towards him, completely subconsciously swung up. The big Wusu in his hand smashed straight down.

pa!

And half a bottle of beer shattered.

Liquor and glass shards splattered everywhere.

Youngster, who had already reached his limit, fell to the ground without making a sound.

Zhao Wumian looked at the monster lying at his feet with a confused expression.

“I’m clearly drinking and drinking, what’s the situation now?”

What makes Zhao Wumian even more stunned is that at the next moment when monster fell to the ground, monster His corpse turned into fly ash, like a half-burned cigarette between his fingers, suddenly his hand shook, and the first half of the ash fell to the ground and scattered all over the floor.

Whoosh!

Without waiting for Zhao Wumian to react, the brilliance on the ritual flickered again, and the ashes seemed to be blown up by a gust of wind, and wrapped around him like this.

And then, a piece of memory, like a movie, began to appear.

Goethe, a carefree childhood, loved his parents and grandfather.

And…

Study poses with a female tutor.

Practice poses for going to the Garden Club.

Life is colorful.

Everything is so beautiful and enviable.

However, the second half changed suddenly.

In less than a month, his grandfather died suddenly of illness, his parents disappeared, and while Goethe was grieving, the three Uncles, along with their aunt and three cousins, were disappeared overnight.

And the only aunt disappeared on the way to the police station.

Then, the wealthy family broke out into massive debt.

The death and disappearance of relatives and the sudden financial hardship put Goethe, a carefree young man, into a situation of not knowing what to do.

Then, Goethe’s ‘friend’ extended a helping hand, saying that he could help him, just need to complete a ceremony.

Zhao Wumian couldn’t help but pouted as he watched the image of Goethe smashing the back of his younger brother’s head with a silver candlestick.

“In order to restore the original beauty, without the slightest hesitation, choosing to sacrifice others…is a ruthless, but chooses to sacrifice the only person you can trust, and is really stupid!”

“Sure enough, only such idiots can’t see that the so-called ‘friends’ have ulterior motives.”

“No!”

“I guess I guessed it, too. Just be willing to believe what you believe.”

“Tsk.”

“Everyone is lucky.”

“Everyone thinks they are Lucky.”

“I don’t want to believe the truth even if I die.”

There is disdain in Zhao Wumian’s eyes, but he evaluates Goethe in his heart.

Then, he hooked the head, the picture in his mind at this moment had reached the final stage, and reason told him that he should pay more attention to his bad situation – the experience in his hometown had already told him, It is not easy to survive in an unfamiliar environment.

It was just that so many memories were poured into it in an instant, which made Zhao Wumian feel the swelling of his temples, and it was difficult to think effectively. He could only raise his hand to rub his temples, hoping to relieve the pain.

At this time, the light of the ceremony dissipated, and the light of the candles lit up the whole room again.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Wumian in the mirror, rubbing his temples with his hand.

He stared at the young man with a shirtless body and black hair draping over the shoulders in the mirror, his face was slightly pale, but he still couldn’t hide his handsome appearance, he couldn’t help stunned.

That’s not him.

Yes, Goethe.

And as he opened his mouth, the boy in the mirror also opened his mouth.

“This…”

Zhao Wumian was stunned.

What he said was no longer the words of his hometown, but the words of this world in front of him.

From Goethe’s memory, he was able to confirm this.

And before Zhao Wumian came back to his senses, strange lines of words began to appear in front of his eyes, which he did not know, nor did he see in Goethe’s memory. , these strange characters have become his most familiar hometown characters——

[…]

[…]

[Text conversion, under judgment …]

[Successful judgment! ]

[Thank you for ending the ‘Mad King’ bloodline, we will bless you! ]

[Blessings will exist in the way you can best understand! ]

…

The text here is slightly stopped.

Then, more text began to emerge——

[Character: Goethe (Zhao Wumian)]

[Age: 19 (31)]

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[Race: Human (Spirit of Vengeance. Pseudo)]

[Gender: Male]

[Status: Healthy]

[Title] : Mad King bloodline (pseudo), Kinslayer (pseudo)]

[innate talent: none]

[attribute: heart: 0, skill: 1.2, body: 1.4]

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[Specialty: None]

[Skills: Unarmed Combat (Beginner), Cold Weapon. Dagger (Beginner), Gunpowder Weapon. Pistol (Basic), First Aid (Basic)]

[item: Bloody Glory X1]

(Note: Obviously, you are not a cannon fodder, but you are not really powerful!)

…

[Unarmed Fighting (Beginner): After you have mastered the real basics, and after many actual combats, your physique and skills have been further strengthened, and you have become more comfortable when facing amateur boxers; effect: physique +0.2 (basic 0.1 , entry 0.1), skill +0.1 (entry 0.1)]

[Cold weapon. Dagger (entry): You have experienced many actual combats with daggers, you have a wealth of business, and you can also use daggers to perform some ordinary people. Dazzling trick; effect: skill +0.1 (entry 0.1)]

[Gunpowder weapon. Pistol (basic): You are already familiar with pistols, and when facing a fixed target within 10 meters, it has a higher hit rate]

[First Aid (Basic): You know some first aid knowledge and combine it with practice]

……

[Bloody Honor (Broody Honor) Beer bottle): This is a remnant of a beer bottle that was once chilled, the date of manufacture is very reliable, so the wine it holds is very refreshing, but that was before, and now it is only stained with Mad King bloodline Weapons of blood, in the eyes of hundreds of witches, this is the consolation of Supreme. In the long hundred years, they have blessed every such weapon, and you, who have won the gratitude of the witches, will be able to do more. Good use of this blessing; effect: When using this blessing, you can quickly learn a skill that you already know but not enough to be fixed on the skill bar, or increase the level of an existing skill. ]

(Note 1: When you touch the weapon that produces Bloody Honor, you will automatically get Bloody Honor)

(Note 2: The weapon that generates Bloody Honor, loses Bloody Honor After that, nothing will change)

…

Zhao Wumian’s attention is drawn to the text in front of him.

“The way I understand it?”

“The attribute column for games.”

“‘Mad King bloodline’? Kinslayer?”

“And…”

“Bloody Honor!”

Looking at the text in front of him, Zhao Wumian’s brows furrowed together.

Because, this sudden [attribute column] made him feel like he was stripped naked. You must know that these skills are all mastered by him, not Goethe!

The feeling of being ‘clearly understood’ made Zhao Wumian very uncomfortable.

He hated it.

However, Zhao Wumian adjusted quickly and got used to it—in an unfamiliar and dangerous environment, every extra help should be cherished, even if there may be danger in it.

Because, he has no more options.

The [attribute column] in front of me already exists, how to remove it?

He didn’t know.

You can only move forward with vigilance.

“Awful situation.”

Zhao Wumian sighed inwardly.

And just then—

dong, dong dong!

“Goethe, how’s it going?”

“ceremony Is it over?”

With the knock on the door, a tentative voice came.

It’s Goethe’s ‘friend’.

This is also the apartment that the other party rented for Goethe.

Goethe, who was chased by his creditors, has long been homeless.

Of course, that’s not the point.

The point is that the other party harbors malicious intentions!

What’s more, he’s now wearing ‘Goethe’ face… no, he’s become exactly like ‘Goethe’.

And, he’s standing here.

If the ‘friend’ pushed in the door, he could only be regarded as ‘Goethe’.

As for the explanation?

Zhao Wumian had no such choice in his mind.

Because, it is impossible to believe in his words.

And judging from the performance of the other party, it is for the sake of ‘his’ life.

“Damn it!”

“It’s the worst possible situation in an unfamiliar environment!”

It is difficult to survive in an unfamiliar environment , but there is still a great success rate with gritted teeth, but if there is ‘maliciousness’ in an unfamiliar environment… the success rate will plummet.

But that doesn’t mean Zhao Wumian will give up.

He glanced around the room looking for something to help him.

Then, he rushed straight to the window.

After pulling the curtains open, I pushed open the window.

The street was very quiet at night, and the lights were lit. Zhao Wumian just glanced at the window on the fourth floor and rushed to the side of the return to house door.

According to the hinge, the door in front of you is pushed open from outside to inside.

Zhao Wumian is standing on one side. When people outside come in, Zhao Wumian’s figure will just be blocked by the door.

The moment Zhao Wumian stood up, the sound of the key being inserted and turned sounded.

Next moment, a silhouette walked in cautiously, but when she saw the open window and the curtains blown by the night wind, she rushed over immediately.

This silhouette held her hands up, stuck her head out and looked around the street, obviously trying to find Goethe’s silhouette, but the empty street made the other party flustered and exasperated.

“Bastard! He ran away…”

pu!

The sharp broken wine bottle was directly inserted into the opponent’s back, and the pain caused the opponent to curse It came to an abrupt end.

“Ah! Goethe you!”

The other party screamed. When he turned his head to see Zhao Wumian, he let out a scream that was far louder than before. The voice was full of disbelief.

And Zhao Wumian didn’t answer at all. Just when his right hand stabbed the broken wine bottle into the opponent’s back waist, his left hand had already grabbed the opponent’s pants, and he lifted it up at this time.

The opponent fell straight out.

“Ahhhh!”

Bang!

After a series of screams, the ‘Goethe Friend’, who rushed down with his head down, went silent immediately after a muffled sound.

Standing at the window, Zhao Wumian looked at the corpse of ‘Goethe’s friend’ on the street and waved his hand expressionlessly——

“Good night.”

(end of this chapter)