Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

Before the smoke and dust had even cleared, Rito could already sense the killing intent from the other side.

The three curse masters stood in a fan shape, firmly blocking the exit.

The middle-aged man in the lead was about forty years old. He was wearing a black monk's robe, bald, and had a scar on his left cheek that ran from his brow bone to his jaw.

The curse master on the left was a lean young man who held a short knife in his hand, the blade covered with a layer of dark green curse power.

On the right is a burly man with a muscular build, wearing metal gauntlets on both hands. The gauntlets are covered with barbs and emit an earthy yellow glow of magical energy.

Rito's gaze quickly swept over the three men's positions, allowing him to determine their roles.

The scarred man was the main attacker, the lean young man was responsible for flanking control, and the burly man was responsible for frontal suppression.

This is a standard encirclement formation.

Moreover, all three possessed considerable magical power, at least at the level of a first-level sorcerer.

If he were at his peak, Rijin would be confident that he could break through head-on.

But at this moment, he was seriously injured. Although he had managed to stop the bleeding from the knife wound on his right leg with his magic power, he could feel the pain of his muscles tearing with every step he took.

To make matters worse, he had already used up most of his magical power in order to break the barrier set up by the coiled rope.

"Capture alive or kill?" the lean young man asked.

"The master said he doesn't care whether they live or die." The scarred man shook his head slightly.

"That makes things simple." The burly man grinned, his gauntlets clashing together with a dull metallic clang.

The moment the words left his mouth, the burly man moved.

Despite his enormous size, he moved with astonishing speed.

In three steps, he covered a distance of ten meters, and like a cannonball, he smashed into Rito's face.

The person in charge did not directly confront the situation.

His body swayed to the left, and the force of the punch grazed past his ear before slamming into the wall behind him.

boom!

The walls shattered, and rubble flew everywhere.

Using the momentum from his dodge, Rito turned his body and swept his right leg out, aiming for the burly man's knee joint.

But just as his leg was about to hit its target, a dark green blade of light came from the side, blocking his attack route.

It was that lean young man.

His dagger, like the fangs of a viper, pierced straight at the man's calf.

Li Ren had no choice but to pull back and create distance.

"Not bad." The lean young man licked his lips, a glint of excitement flashing in his eyes.

Li Ren did not answer, his gaze quickly sweeping over the surrounding environment.

This is a wide corridor with thick stone walls on both sides and exposed steel bars and pipes overhead.

The corridor has a simple structure with almost no complex terrain to navigate.

This battle was extremely disadvantageous to him.

"Stop dawdling!" The scarred man's voice came from behind.

The moment the voice fell, his figure had already vanished from the spot.

Rin's pupils constricted sharply, and he rolled to the right almost instinctively.

A jet-black slash of magical energy grazed his back and slammed into the ground where he had just been standing.

boom!

The ground cracked open, sending debris flying everywhere and leaving a three-meter-long fissure.

As Li Ren rolled over to his feet, before he could even regain his footing, the burly man's iron fist slammed down on him again.

He had no choice but to dodge again.

The force of the punch grazed his cheek, causing a sharp pain. Rito could even feel a few strands of his hair being severed by the force of the punch.

"Let's see how long you can hide!" The burly man grinned, changing his punch from a straight punch to a sweeping punch.

Rito leaned back, and the iron fist grazed the tip of his nose.

But his abdomen was exposed.

The lean young man appeared beside him like a ghost, his short knife aimed straight at his abdomen.

"Got it!" A hint of excitement flashed in the lean young man's eyes.

Just as the blade was about to pierce Rito's abdomen, Rito's body twisted at an angle that almost defied human biomechanics, and his fingers extended, precisely touching the blade of the short sword.

Ding!

A crisp metallic clang.

The short sword was deflected by the force of that finger, its blade shifting and grazing Rito's clothes.

"What?!" The lean young man's smile froze slightly.

Before he could react, Li Ren spread his right hand and slapped the lean young man in the chest.

"Withered and decayed."

Although the palm strike didn't hit its mark completely, it still touched the lean young man's left shoulder.

laugh--

The lean young man's monk's robe decayed instantly, and grayish-white cracks appeared on his skin.

"Aaaaah!" The lean young man let out a scream, retreating rapidly and looking at his left shoulder.

The skin on his shoulders was visibly aging and cracking.

"Be careful! His technique is very strange!" The scarred man's voice became serious.

Taking advantage of the opening, Rito quickly retreated behind a broken stone pillar, panting heavily.

Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the wounds on his left shoulder and back reopened due to the series of intense dodging movements, with blood soaking half of his clothes.

His spell power was more than half depleted, and his physical strength was also nearing its limit.

To make matters worse, Xiaoye was on his back.

When the battle began, he carried the immobile Xiaoye on his back.

He had already fainted from shock.

Li Ren was well aware that taking someone with him on a mission would be a huge burden for him.

But he couldn't let her go.

Once she lets go, those curse masters will definitely not let this ordinary girl go.

"We have to find a way..."

Rito's gaze swept quickly around, searching for an opening to break through.

However, the three curse masters were positioned very skillfully, and no matter which direction he broke through from, at least two of them would be able to intercept him in time.

Time passed second by second.

The collapse inside the waiting area continued, and a deafening roar came from behind, causing the entire corridor to tremble slightly.

"Capturing him alive is too difficult, let's just kill him." The scarred man made his decision.

He formed a hand seal, and dark magical power condensed in his palms, forming a long sword made of magical power.

The long sword was entirely black, with blood-red patterns flowing along its blade, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Cursed Tool: Black Abyss!"

The moment the scarred man finished speaking, he moved.

This time, he was so fast that even Li Ren could barely see him.

Rito felt a gust of wind and instinctively dodged to the side.

laugh--

The blade of the Black Abyss sliced ​​through his left arm, leaving a deep wound that exposed the bone.

Fresh blood gushed out.

Rito let out a muffled groan, staggered, and almost fell.

But his right hand still held Xiaoye firmly on his back, preventing her from falling.

"This one strike will send you on your way!"

The scarred man's lips curled into a ferocious smile as he brought the Black Abyss down once more.

This slash was aimed at Rito's neck.

Rito tried to dodge, but the previous slash had already made his left arm numb, and his center of gravity was also somewhat unstable.

In that instant, it seemed he could no longer dodge the blow.

Just then—

"Well……"

A soft whimper came from behind.

Xiaoye woke up.

She opened her blurry eyes, and the first thing she saw was a black blade slashing down toward Rito's neck.

"Watch out!" Xiaoye's face turned deathly pale instantly.

But the moment her gaze fell on the blade, the golden pattern deep within her pupils suddenly lit up.

In her view, the whole world had changed.

She saw countless glowing threads, intertwined like a spider web, connecting everyone, every wall, and every piece of rubble.

She saw the threads on the scarred man's body, which extended from his hands, connected to the blade of the Black Abyss, and then to the ground beneath his feet.

Every line is in motion, and every line has its own trajectory.

She saw the lines on the rational man's body; those lines were more complex, denser, and brighter than those on the scarred man's body.

Then, she saw something—

Just three meters to the right of the person in question, in the ruins, there is a metal plate buried under the rubble.

A very thin wire was attached to the metal plate, and the wire passed through a crack in the wall, leading to somewhere deep in the corridor.

Xiaoye didn't know why she was seeing these things, nor did she know what it meant.

But she could sense that the thread was very important.

"Right...right side..."