Chapter 72: The Layers of the Cruciatus Curse

The spider trembled violently under Allen's wand, its legs all curled up, sliding weakly across the table...

Perhaps five seconds passed, perhaps ten; Allen finally lowered his wand, and the large spider lay collapsed on the table...

Allen panted heavily, looking at his work. Only by truly casting this spell could he feel its power. At that moment, he suddenly felt a trace of pleasure arising in his heart, as if produced while casting the spell...

"Clap! Clap! Clap!" Professor Qiluo slowly began to applaud. "I didn't expect the Cruciatus Curse you cast to have such great power so quickly. It seems you are a talented person!"

Allen was still immersed in the feeling of just casting the spell and did not wish to respond to Professor Qiluo...

Professor Qiluo stepped out from the shadows and whispered softly in Allen's ear: "Now do you understand what evil anger is?"

These words successfully pulled Allen somewhat out of the feeling of casting the Cruciatus Curse. After this personal experience, he understood what evil anger was.

The words Professor Qiluo spoke while guiding Allen were something that spider could never possibly do, yet Allen had just immersed himself in the scenario Professor Qiluo described, truly believing the spider would do such things, which is why such great anger arose.

In fact, thinking carefully, these scenes were actually pre-set accusations against the spider, and in the real environment, the spider could not possibly do all of that.

When people form malicious associations with certain things, the anger driven by these malicious associations is evil anger.

"Yes, I understand!" Allen nodded to Professor Qiluo, his eyes still somewhat hazy.

"But, this is not enough!" Professor Qiluo gave Allen no time to recover. "The desire for sadism driven by evil anger is only the second layer. Now let us learn the third layer."

"Ah? Was what I just did only the second layer? I thought that spider was already in enough pain?" Allen was stunned by Professor Qiluo's words.

"The power of the spell you just cast was barely one-tenth of mine. Once you learn the third layer, it will be about half of my spell's power!" Professor Qiluo continued to whisper in Allen's ear in a seductive tone.

Allen's heart began to struggle again. A trace of clarity appeared in his eyes. He already felt something was wrong, but could not say where it was wrong; he fell into contradiction.

Professor Qiluo saw Allen's struggle and pressed his advantage: "Learning the third layer is very simple. You only need to use evil anger to drive yourself to produce a desire for sadism, then cast the Cruciatus Curse ten times at the training dummy, and you will have learned it..."

"This spell is just that simple!" Professor Qiluo placed his hand on Allen's shoulder; his voice was full of allure.

Allen's eyes became hazy again; the trace of clarity just now vanished completely, but his mind's instinct and the desire to continue were fighting fiercely! The desire to continue gradually gained the upper hand, and finally, the trace of pleasure that appeared when casting the Cruciatus Curse in his heart completely overwhelmed the other side.

Allen looked at Professor Qiluo with red eyes. Professor Qiluo nodded in satisfaction; he already understood Allen's choice.

"Now maintain your evil anger just now, and continue practicing..." Professor Qiluo's voice made one involuntarily immerse oneself in it.

Allen mechanically picked up his wand, letting the evil anger in his heart burn ever hotter. Finally, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and aimed at the "training dummy," chanting: "Crucio!"

"Crucio!"

The "training dummy" died motionless when struck by Allen's second Cruciatus Curse. Professor Qiluo seemed to have foreseen this, instantly producing a spare spider and seamlessly replacing it for Allen.

Allen paid no attention to this whatsoever,

as fanaticism had already seized his brain. With red eyes, he continued casting the Cruciatus Curse...

The power of the Cruciatus Curse he cast seemed to grow ever greater. The second "training dummy" exploded violently when struck by three Cruciatus Curses. However, the Qiluo Sect had also prepared in advance, casting a spell to block the splashing liquid, yet still a single drop of liquid splashed onto the back of Allen's hand.

A slight burning sensation woke Allen from his fanaticism; he finally realized what he was doing...

He strangely found that the anger in his heart was decreasing rapidly, already dissipated by more than half, but the desire for sadism was strengthening, and the power of the spell was increasing accordingly.

And the trace of pleasure in his heart had transformed into a sense of pleasure. As he cast the Cruciatus Curse, that trace of pleasure grew ever stronger. The fanaticism he had just felt was because he wanted to push the pleasure in his heart to its peak.

"Why is my anger decreasing?" Allen voiced his first question.

All of Allen's changes had fallen into Professor Qiluo's eyes. He spoke calmly: "This is a normal process!"

"The third layer of the Cruciatus Curse is actually a calm desire for sadism!" Professor Qiluo spoke words that made one shudder in a kind tone.

"Look! The power of the Cruciatus Curse you cast is growing ever stronger. You have only cast it a few times, yet you have touched upon the third layer of this spell. Did I not deceive you before? This spell is simply powerful!"

"As long as you persevere, the anger in your heart will completely dissipate. You will become absolutely calm, while the desire for sadism in your heart will remain, and then you will enter the third layer!" Professor Qiluo whispered seductively in Allen's ear once more.

Allen's eyes were somewhat hazy; he felt he was about to become addicted to Professor Qiluo's words, and the third "training dummy" Professor Qiluo produced.

The third "training dummy" was a gray rabbit...

Now this rabbit was looking at Allen curiously, staring eye-to-eye with Allen.

Allen could not help but reach out to tease it. The rabbit sniffed his hand with its wet little nose...

"Why switch to a rabbit?" Allen could not help but ask.

Professor Qiluo sneered: "At this stage, you no longer need ugly creatures to weaken your sympathy. Your task now is to cast the spell calmly at this 'training dummy.' Remember the points I explained? A calm desire for sadism! Begin now!"

Allen felt his body becoming stiff. He began to change the subject: "Are there only three layers to the Cruciatus Curse? Is a calm desire for sadism the final layer?"

Professor Qiluo seemed to see Allen's hesitation, though he did not seem to care much.

"There is also a fourth layer. Mastering the power of the third-layer Cruciatus Curse is only half of my casting power, while mastering the fourth layer allows you to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with me!"

"What is the fourth layer?" Allen felt his throat becoming dry again.

"The fourth layer is enjoying the sensation of sadism!" Professor Qiluo said briefly.

He lowered his head to look Allen in the eyes. Allen felt there was not a trace of emotion in Professor Qiluo's eyes.

"Is there not a trace of pleasure in your heart growing ever stronger? Once you strengthen it to a certain degree, you will have fully entered the fourth layer. You will begin to enjoy the sensation of sadism. At that time, you will fully unleash the maximum power of the Cruciatus Curse!"

"Now, hurry and continue practicing! You have already touched true power, and very soon you will be able to fully master it!" Professor Qiluo's deep voice sounded in Allen's ear. That voice was full of allure and magnetism, making one involuntarily wish to immerse oneself in it.

Allen slowly raised his arm, pointing his wand at the still innocent rabbit. The rabbit sniffed around as if no one else existed, not yet realizing what was about to happen...

Yet Allen's eyes became ever clearer...