Incantation Battle: Eight Ultimate Skills unlocked at the beginning of the game
9 Special Curse Equipment Trading!

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"Sir! My lord! Give me a chance!" The skeleton was no longer as sinister and crafty as before. It was like a toy in Dragon One's hand and could only weakly beg for mercy.

It could sense that the curse that this youth who was not even eighteen years old was displaying was something that belonged to people like itself…

Natural enemy!

"Oh, so you're not dead yet."

Dragon One glanced at the skeleton with a faint smile and increased the strength of his hand.

With a cracking sound, a tiny crack appeared on the originally white skull.

A weak curse power emerged from the crack and was swallowed by Dragon One in the blink of an eye.

"Ahhh! Why did it hurt so much! I should have been abandoned!!”

The skeleton cried out in pain, the ghost fire in its eyes trembling wildly.

He really couldn't understand. The soul that was stored in this body should have abandoned its senses, but now, that deep and terrifying pain instantly filled the depths of his soul.

It almost drove him crazy.

The cracks on his bones seemed to have left a deep mark on the root of his soul.

It was despair that was a hundred times more torturous than physical pain.

"Sorry ~! I'm sorry ~ I didn't control my strength well, but..."

"You won't mind, right?"

Dragon One looked at the skeleton in front of him and smiled apologetically. He raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, like a shy boy next door who was feeling guilty about something.

However, Skeleton understood this youth.

At this moment, there was no trace of apology. Instead, there was a deep mockery!!

The skeleton's empty eye sockets flickered with ghost fire with difficulty.

He endured the pain that was almost carved into his bones and said in a flattering tone.

" It's alright, my lord. Of course I won't mind."

Only the strong talk about dignity, the weak only seek survival ~

The skeleton thought of the countless " commoners " who had knelt down and begged for mercy in his hands. He had killed them wantonly just to extract the curse power and trample on their dignity and souls.

At that moment.

In front of this terrifying man.

He was just like those 'lowlifes' he had mentioned.

He was like a stray dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"Hehe ~"

Dragon One chuckled and sat back down on the sofa, placing the skull on the guest table.

His silver eyes were filled with ridicule.

He said softly.

"From the construction site onwards, I felt that there were bastards following me. I didn't expect them to follow me to my house.”

"Tell me, what is your purpose?”

Dragon One put his hands together and rested his chin on them. He stared at the skeleton in front of him with burning eyes.

A translucent blue energy was constantly floating around his body, slowly absorbing the curse power of that thing.

After Six Treasury Immortal Thief's progress reached 10%, he could already absorb the curse power through his aura. He did not need to open his mouth like before, but some moves still needed to be coordinated with his movements.

"We have no ill intentions towards you, sir. We just want to ask you to help us repair a cursed tool. With your ability, I believe you will be able to do it easily.”

The skeleton did not dare to be negligent. He was not afraid of the death of this cursed body, but the pain that penetrated deep into the soul was too unbearable. He really did not want to taste it a second time.

"Repair the Curse Tool? Interesting. Repairing a cursed item was a thankless task. No matter how hard it was to repair a broken cursed item, the curse inside would not be complete, and its power would be greatly reduced.”

Dragon One rubbed his chin and found a comfortable position to lean against the sofa.

The resources and effort required to repair a Cursed Tool were enough to forge a new Cursed Tool. Generally speaking, after a Cursed Tool was destroyed, no one would want to repair it.

However, there was an exception, unless that cursed item was…

"It's a special curse tool! It was a special curse that had been passed down for thousands of years!”The skeleton could feel the impatience in Dragon One's tone, so it spoke as quickly as possible.

The ghost fire was like a frightened bird.

"Interesting. Do you know the rules?”

Dragon One suddenly sat up straight and spread his hands out. His gaze was no longer as lazy as before. It was like a lion that had been woken up. His eyes were bright and ruthless.

The skeleton was horrified to realize that its curse body was being devoured rapidly. The dark blue curse power was being devoured by some invisible and terrifying monster.

"We understand the rules. You have the final say!"

The skeleton lowered its posture and cursed in its heart.

"Damned bastard! I'll wait for you to arrive at the base! I have a hundred ways to kill you!! Damned bastard! Original body, you are also a bastard!"

"Hehe, interesting. There is only a small part of your soul in this cursed body, but it has its own consciousness. What a novel curse.”Dragon One said.

The skeleton felt a chill run down its spine.

"How is that possible? How did he know? No one should be able to see through my curse!!”

" Three Level One Curse Spirits." Dragon One didn't care what Skeleton was thinking. After telling Skeleton's secret casually, he extended three fingers.

"Sure!" Skeleton agreed without hesitation. Three Level 1 Cursed Spirits were not difficult in their organization. Moreover, they were in their own territory. Was it his turn to behave atrociously?

Therefore, he immediately agreed.

"Don't be anxious. Also, how can you come empty-handed? I'll accept your gift!"

"Gift? What gift?"

The skeleton looked at Dragon One's evil smile and felt a sense of foreboding.

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