In the black market inn, inside Li Ang’s room, Li Ang lay weakly on the bed, surrounded by the girls.
[Status: Spiritual Curse · Mild]
[A fundantal attack on spiritual structure, but because it was not deliberately imposed, the effect is weak and can dissipate over ti.]
[Effect: Spiritual Weakness]
[Remaining ti: 5 hours]
The Bloody Hand tore through Li Ang’s skin, applying a spiritual weakness effect on him. Although the system marked it as mild, this effect was far stronger than any DEBUFF effect Li Ang knew.
Just four simple words plunged him into complete weakness.
Both his thoughts and actions were utterly powerless.
Adding the aftereffects of using Spiritual Activation earlier, he could still move, but lying still was the most comfortable.
That hand... was truly outrageous.
The way it controlled power was like two sides of the sa coin with a witch. If Li Ang hadn’t acquired so new Curse Arts beforehand from the Divine Eye Helt, he wouldn’t have stood a chance.
It couldn’t be considered a complete enemy; the panel described it as "partially weakened," indicating it was part of a powerful entity.
Li Ang couldn’t imagine its full form’s strength, but he knew he couldn’t handle it alone. At least a complete High-tier Sky Knight squad would be needed.
"I’m very sorry."
Andasu’s eyes were red and teary, with a faint exotic fragrance continuously wafting into Li Ang’s nose.
On the journey, she had apologized countless tis, her agitated emotions unsoothed.
This matter started because of her, so she felt the responsibility lay with her.
"Your Yunxiang Race is truly extraordinary," Li Ang said.
He never imagined that such a thing lurked within their race’s spiritual structure.
If it appeared, it could easily massacre the current Yunxiang Race.
The fact that it didn’t do so indicated that when it initially infiltrated the Yunxiang Race’s spirituality, it wasn’t capable of wiping out an entire race. It could only leave this curse-like burden on their bloodline.
What Li Ang did was simply awaken it.
At least this ant the Yunxiang Race’s records about themselves weren’t exaggerated; most of them were likely true.
Their race was certainly originally involved in significant matters, so related to the truths of the world.
The system plainly stated that the Bloody Claw was related to the Crimson Demon, which Li Ang wouldn’t ignore.
Thinking this way, could the stories promoted in The Sword King’s Adventure by the Guild also be true?
He flipped through the Yunxiang Race’s chronicles he read last night, which ntioned that their glorious holand was continuously ravaged by the Magical Disaster, eventually rendering it uninhabitable.
After leaving their holand, they gradually lost control over their race’s fragrance talent.
There was no specific ntion of the Crimson Demon.
Finding no clear clues, he set the book aside.
"Oh, I’m sorry, I couldn’t help," ALulu said tearfully.
The Paladin Maiden had dragged the two girls to escape upon hearing Li Ang tell them to flee and later had to carry Andasu.
Zoe and Dorothy, seeing Li Ang being slowed by a Slow Spell and about to get injured, recklessly charged back, while ALulu raised her shield, trying to protect them.
"You did the best you could."
Li Ang gently told her, "Don’t think there’s sothing wrong with you."
"You really don’t bla ?" she asked timidly.
"No, I don’t."
Relieved, ALulu lay her head at the bedside.
Zoe carefully applied dicine to Li Ang’s wounds. She didn’t particularly enjoy doing this but tried her best to control her strength to avoid hurting Li Ang.
The young girl asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
To be honest, it hurt a lot; the spiritual curse interfered with the wound’s healing, and the pain was palpable.
But he didn’t say.
"Of course, it hurts. Look at him grimacing," Dorothy said.
Li Ang’s gaze t Dorothy’s.
He smiled at the Half Elf, "I’m really grateful to you today."
Her cheeks flushed, her gaze drifting, but she eventually looked at him straight on.
"There’s no such thing; the ring was ant to have that function, so I was just useful at tis like these."
Despite saying so, the Half Elf, still with lingering fear, touched the side of her head, "That monster was so scary. Thankfully, I drew that ring and could use it just in ti. I think it was great."
She feared pain and didn’t like fighting but gave him the Ring of the Chain of Guardian without hesitation.
Li Ang dared to put on the ring at the critical mont because he saw her wearing hers.
Without her, perhaps victory could still be achieved, but definitely at a higher cost.
Because he had actively let her bear the harm, Li Ang felt guilty.
He reached out to hold Dorothy’s hand, causing the girl to be a little taken aback, adjusting her posture.
"Then, is there a reward?" she asked.
Feeling she was expecting sothing, Li Ang hesitated for a few seconds but nodded, saying, "Yes."
"Anything?"
"As long as you don’t get too wild, it’s fine."
Li Ang then turned to Zoe, whose eyes were trembling, and said, "Your control over power has improved again; you also have a reward."
The copper-haired girl’s red pupils shone, but she said, "What I want, Li Ang already gives . I just want you to get better quickly."
"Everyone is very brave."
Li Ang then looked at ALulu, lying by the bedside. The pink-haired girl quickly sat up, causing her body to sway a bit.
She waved her small hand, saying, "I didn’t do anything; I shouldn’t get anything."
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