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

The burly man's smile froze on his face.

He looked down at his right foot, which he had clearly stepped on, but could not move forward even an inch.

Rito raised his right hand and caught his ankle.

"What?!"

The burly man's pupils contracted sharply as he tried to pull his right foot back.

But Rito's fingers gripped his ankle like iron clamps, remaining completely still.

"This...how is this possible?!"

The burly man stared at Rito in disbelief.

The young man, who was just moments ago on the verge of death and unable to even stand, is now unleashing such tremendous power.

Moreover, Rito's wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Those deep, bone-revealing wounds, like a video being played in reverse, were now closing and healing little by little.

The torn skin and flesh regrown, and the broken bones rejoined.

In the time it takes to breathe, all the injuries were completely healed.

"Reversal spell..."

Rito uttered these words softly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes.

In that near-death moment, his consciousness sank into a dark abyss.

There was no light, no sound, only endless nothingness.

But in that void, he sensed a power.

That power was different from the destruction of decay and the confinement of a broken coffin; it was a purer existence.

The power of life.

The spellcaster's spell power is essentially negative energy, a force used for destruction and annihilation.

The reversal technique multiplies this negative curse power by one, transforming it into positive energy for healing and regeneration.

I had already read about this principle in the original work.

But now I truly feel it.

The instant he pushed Xiaoye away, the instant the strong man's iron fist slammed into his chest, the instant he felt death was just around the corner.

His body was instinctively fighting for survival; his magical power was churning wildly, trying to find a way out.

Then, he grasped something in the darkness.

That is the purest essence of the power of incantation, which reverses negative energy and turns it into positive energy.

This is the inversion technique.

Blue light flowed through Li Ren's body like a warm river, soothing every wound and repairing every injury.

The burly man's face turned extremely ugly.

He forcefully pulled his right foot back, but Rito remained motionless.

"Let go!" the burly man roared, his left fist, imbued with magical power, slamming towards Rito's face.

Li Ren did not dodge.

He shifted his body slightly to the side, and the iron fist grazed his cheek, bringing a gust of wind with it.

Then, Rito exerted force with his right hand, throwing the burly man away.

boom!

The burly man's body slammed into the warehouse wall like a cannonball, causing the wall to shatter and sending debris flying.

He was embedded in the wall, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"This is impossible..." the burly man muttered to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Just a moment ago it was a certain death situation, just a moment ago that young man was on the verge of collapse, why is he like a completely different person in the blink of an eye?

Reversal technique...

That is a skill that only top sorcerers can master; it is one of the highest levels of sorcery application.

How could a young man who looks to be only in his early twenties possibly master such a skill in a life-or-death situation?!

The person in charge did not answer.

He slowly stood up, stretched his shoulders, and felt the abundant power within his body.

The injuries have healed, though the magical power remains low.

But that's enough.

"Who exactly are you?" The burly man struggled to climb out of the wall, his eyes filled with fear.

"A person who wants to live," Rito replied calmly.

The burly man gritted his teeth and reached for the communicator at his waist with his right hand.

"Boss...requesting backup..."

Before he could finish speaking, Rito's figure had already disappeared from the spot.

The burly man's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively raised his arms to block.

boom!

Rito kicked him in both arms, the force sending him flying.

boom!

Another loud crash followed, and the burly man's body overturned several shelves, crashing into a corner of the warehouse.

"Support... quick..." The burly man struggled to get up.

But Rito was already standing in front of him.

"Withered and decayed."

Li Ren stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed it against the strong man's chest.

The next second, grayish-white cracks began to appear on the strong man's body, starting from his chest and extending to his limbs.

"No...no..."

The burly man let out a desperate roar.

But his body had already begun to disintegrate, starting from his fingers, turning into grayish-white powder and gradually dissipating into the air.

In less than three seconds, the burly man's body completely disappeared, leaving only a pool of grayish-white powder on the ground.

The warehouse fell silent.

Xiaoye stared wide-eyed at everything before her, speechless for a moment.

Just moments ago, Rito was teetering on the brink of death, but now he stood up in an almost miraculous way and effortlessly killed the burly man.

"You...you're alright?" Xiaoye asked with difficulty, her voice filled with surprise.

Rito turned around, looked at Sayo, and nodded.

"Thanks to you."

Xiaoye paused for a moment, her face flushing slightly: "I...I didn't do anything..."

"If it weren't for you, I would be dead," Rito said earnestly.

Xiaoye opened her mouth, as if to say something.

But just then, the warehouse's iron door was kicked open again, and two figures rushed in through the doorway.

It was the scarred man and that skinny young man.

When they saw the grayish-white powder on the ground, their expressions changed drastically.

"Where's the third brother?!" the lean young man asked anxiously.

"He's dead," Rito said calmly.

The scarred man's pupils contracted slightly as his gaze fell on Rito.

Although Rito's clothes were covered in blood, the aura he exuded was completely different from before.

That composure made the scarred man feel uneasy.

"Reversal technique... I never expected you to comprehend it at the brink of life and death." The scarred man's voice turned solemn.

"Thanks to you all," Rito said calmly.

The scarred man took a deep breath, his gaze sweeping between Rihito and Saya.

Even if you master the Reversal Technique, it doesn't mean you can leave here alive.

As he spoke, he formed a hand seal, and dark magical power once again condensed in his palms.

The jet-black longsword reappeared in his hand.

"Cursed artifact, Black Abyss!"

The moment the scarred man's voice faded, his figure vanished once more.

But this time, Rito saw it clearly.

After comprehending the Reversal Technique, his senses became more acute, and his control over spell power reached a new level.

Every move the scarred man made could not escape his eyes.

The abyss's blade slashed down from the left, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air.

Rito dodged to the side, and in the instant the blade swept past, his right hand shot out like lightning, grabbing the scarred man's wrist that was holding the knife.

"What?!"

The scarred man's pupils contracted sharply. He tried to pull his arm back, but found that Rito's fingers were locked like iron clamps.

The next second, intense pain spread from my wrist.

Grayish-white cracks climbed up his arm, and wherever they passed, his skin began to crack and decay, revealing the pale bones beneath.

"Aaaaaah—!"

The scarred man let out a piercing scream, and the Black Abyss slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Li Ren gave him no chance to catch his breath. He closed his left hand with five fingers together, enveloped in a thick gray mist, and slapped the scarred man's chest.

The decaying power instantly invaded the scarred man's internal organs.

His body seemed to have been stripped of all support, and dense gray-white cracks appeared on the surface of his skin. His entire body began to disintegrate at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My lord... will not let you get away with this..."

Then, his body turned into a puddle of grayish-white powder, just like the burly man before him.

The lean young man's face turned ashen.

He glanced at the two puddles of powder on the ground, then at Rito, his lips trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"It's your turn." Rito's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

The lean young man turned and ran.

But before he could run three steps, Rito's figure appeared in front of him.

Before he could even make any defensive move, Rito's right hand had already pierced through his chest.

The lean young man froze, looking down at the hole in his chest.

His body slowly leaned forward and fell to the ground.

At that moment, the countdown to the waiting area came to an end.

【0: 00】

The last line of blood-red text appeared on the screen:

[Self-destruct sequence initiated in the waiting area!]