Chapter 664 - The Most Terrifying Huddle Ever (1/2)

Chapter 664 The Most Terrifying Huddle Ever

The huge blue fist hit Peter’s handsome face, and even though Roland had held back, Peter was sent flying back several meters.

Mixed with blood, nearly half of his teeth on the left were knocked out.

He landed on the ground and was struggling to get up when he was held down by four blue Hands of Magic, pinning his arms and legs. He tried to break free but was unable to move, like a helpless little girl.

After struggling for a while, he gave up.

Looking at the man who had done this to him, he asked in a tone that was half puzzled, half helpless, “Roland?”

“You know me?” Roland asked as he walked over.

“No.” Peter’s cheeks puffed up with great speed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he said, “But you’re the only one among the

slickly.”

Roland grunted a response.

The new improved spell model of Hand of Magic, which he had also found the opportunity to offer to the Goddess of Magic, was now known to many Mages.

But for the time being, no one used it better than Roland, the creator.

This was also one of Roland’s signature spells.

It had spread throughout the world of magic.

After all, it had been a long, long time since anyone would offer spells so often and receive the approval of the Goddess of Magic.

At this moment, Stephanie also came over. She looked at Peter and said slowly, “My brother is close to you, so why did you harm him.”

“I wasn’t trying to hurt him.” Peter chuckled. “I just asked him to bring something out for me.”

“The magic necklace you want, what use does it have?”

Peter shook his head. “This is a matter of our family secrets. I hope the royal family will not ask too much.”

“I don’t want to care about your family’s secrets.” Stephanie looked down at him. “But what you are doing now involves the royal family. A place as important as the royal tomb, even ordinary members of the royal family can’t just go in, so who are you, an outsider, to

go in.”

Peter did not speak again.

He closed his eyes and had an expression like he was facing death with equanimity.

“You have a tough mouth, don’t you?” Stephanie snorted, then turned to Roland and said, “Please, help me check his memories.”

“Honestly, it’s a pretty wicked thing to play with memories.” Roland threw up his hands. “It’s fine on your own people. Using it on outsiders, if word gets out… Well, it’ll be problematic.”

In terms of the game system expression, it meant that his reputation in many forces would drop.

“You mean, read his memories and kill him immediately?” asked Stephanie, winking at Roland.

Roland showed a bewildered smile.

At this, Peter, who had kept his eyes closed, was so frightened that he was on the verge of jumping up, and he hastily opened them and said, “Wait, don’t, don’t. I’ll talk, I’ll talk, all right.”

As a Mage, as a spellcaster, one was more than aware of the consequences of having one’s soul invaded.

It would be strange not to be turned into a fool if one encountered those who smashed and dug violently through memories in the spiritual world.

In this world, reading souls was a very dangerous act, and there were very, very few people like Roland, who could safely enter other people’s spiritual worlds.

This was a talent that the average person couldn’t learn.

But Peter didn’t know this.

In his perception, the spiritual world could only be read through violent means.

Death wasn’t terrifying… It was terrifying to become a fool and eat, drink, piss, and shit like a two- or three-year-old child. Stephanie smiled at Roland and then looked at Peter. “Go ahead. Of course, if you say something that doesn’t make sense to us, we’ll check your memory just the same. Don’t even think about messing around.”

“I will not deceive you, you’ve got me anyway.” Peter looked at Roland. “Can you release me first and let me stand and talk? I’m a nobleman, please leave me some dignity.”

The nobleman’s dignity… Roland shrugged and dispersed the four Hand of Magic.

Peter stood up and he started by giving himself Minor Healing… The effect wasn’t very good. It worked but it was no match for the Minor Healing cast by Roland.

But even so, it was slightly analgesic.

Then he patted his magic robe, trying to look as clean as possible, before saying, “I didn’t want to make a move on Eihausen.”

Stephanie snorted. He had already made a move and still said that he didn’t want to… Besides, the two of them grew up as friends and it was Peter who did things without a bottom line-ungrateful.

“I know you may despise me, First Princess, but I’ve truly been threatened.” Peter sighed. “Now, after I say these words, my family will probably be dead by the time I’m done talking about this.”

“What do you mean, you’re threatening me?” Naturally, Stephanie didn’t believe it. “And with your family’s lives, is there such a thing?”

“I’m just being honest.” Peter looked at Roland. “Please testify for me. It’s not that I want to get my family killed, but there’s really no other way.”

Roland raised his eyebrows.

Stephanie was a little impatient.

“I’m being targeted by the devil,” Peter said after taking several deep consecutive breaths. “I’m being targeted by the devil.”

At those words, Roland jerked backward, pulling Stephanie’s hand abruptly.

A sudden puff of black smoke rose from Peter’s body and then dissipated into the air. The black smoke was filled with an evil aura that felt extremely uncomfortable.

Stephanie froze as she looked at Peter. “Are you really being targeted by devils?” However, Peter ignored her.

Instead, he looked left of him, where his home was.

Roland also looked over almost simultaneously.

In the very next second, a black gas shot up into the sky where the two were watching.

It was of the same origin as the black gas from earlier, but eviler, more voluminous.

Peter gave a small smile at first, but then his expression turned sad and pained.

“I told you, the devil will take revenge on me.” He knelt on both knees and let out a painful howl, “Father, Mother, and my brothers and sisters, I’ll avenge you.”

The cry was so realistic that it was tear-jerking

But Roland and Stephanie looked at Peter with strange expressions.

They were even full of contempt.

Stephanie knew that she was being framed. She was quite annoyed but she had nothing to say.

It was true that she forced Peter to tell the truth, and Peter also warned her that once he told the truth, the entire Peter family would suffer.

She had been played.

“What’s the use of you crying here, maybe

through gritted teeth.

“Oh, right.” Peter stood up, looking panicked. “I have to go check on them.”