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Chapter 350 The Grudge

"Without further ado, let's set off immediately."

Wang didn't give the other two temple mages much time to think. After making his decision, he swiftly opened a portal in front of himself.

As the portal opened.

Screams quickly reached their ears, interspersed with occasional roars from demons, a mixture of excitement and howls.

Before Erin and the others could see the scene on the other side of the portal...

A figure with its head down and its body slightly unsteady rushed in from the other side of the portal, almost bumping into the king.

Ok?

A golden light flashed beneath the king's feet, and he swiftly dodged the figure. At the same time, his brows furrowed, and he looked displeasedly at the slightly staggering figure.

"Giggle giggle..."

Under the watchful eyes of Erin and the others, the figure emitted a series of eerie sounds, and then a pale face looked up at Erin and the others who were standing in front of the teleportation gate in a strange posture.

Pale white!

This is by no means an exaggeration used as a rhetorical device, but a truly stark whiteness.

It was as if a layer of white frost had been applied to his body, devoid of any color or vitality, a deathly pale color like that of a corpse that had been stored for a long time.

Perhaps, this was originally a corpse.

On that deathly pale face, the eyes were sunken, and the pale skin around the eye sockets was cracked, revealing two eyeballs covered with moving black threads.

As those two black eyes moved, a chilling aura instantly spread.

"careful."

Amid two gasps of surprise.

With a flick of his wrists, the king conjured two rapidly rotating, golden-red magical shields.

However, before the magical shield in his hand, which could serve as both a shield and a warhammer, was fully formed...

Standing not far away, Erin flicked his right hand and drew the [Dragon Slayer], then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Amidst a deafening roar, a black bullet, seemingly carrying the shadow of a dragon, shot out from the muzzle of the gun, directly blasting apart the pale head.

Even the headless corpse was blasted away by a phantom dragon shadow.

"boom!"

After being thrown dozens of meters away and landing on the ground in a cloud of dust, the headless corpse finally came to a stop, lifeless.

"Gagaga..."

However, before it could be quiet for more than a few seconds, the headless corpse began to move again. Strands of jet-black hair slowly grew out of the corpse, spreading outwards as if they were alive.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the strange sounds of joints twisting and breaking, the headless corpse, like a marionette, rose again in a bizarre posture that completely defied human anatomy.

Even though their heads were gone, Erin and the others felt an almost tangible, venomous gaze fixed intently on them.

Faced with this bizarre scene, Erin remained calm, just as the black hair spread out, like a black tide trying to engulf them.

A golden-red flame suddenly rose from Erin's wrist.

In the blink of an eye, the golden-red flames surged toward the black wave that was sweeping toward Erin and his companions.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

Almost instantly, the black wave composed of strands of black hair was burned to ashes by the golden-red flames, and the remaining golden-red flames continued to sweep towards the headless corpse that seemed to be the source.

At the same time.

A burnt smell, mixed with a nauseating, fishy stench, instantly spread out.

Just from smelling it, a feeling of dizziness quickly arose.

【The Wind of Vatum】

Realizing something was wrong, one of the temple mages immediately stretched out his hands and summoned a powerful stream of air, which swept the gas mixed with poison away into the distance.

At the same time, a faint golden-red protective shield quickly formed around them, keeping the remaining, still-rising poisonous gas outside the shield.

Then the wind fanned the flames.

Under the influence of this powerful airflow, the golden-red flames suddenly intensified, creating a sea of ​​fire several meters high that engulfed the headless corpse.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

Amidst the golden-red flames, one could vaguely see jet-black hair twisting wildly, and strange, shrill sounds emanated from it. But under the burning of the eternal fire, which was as inextinguishable as a poison that clings to the bone, everything eventually returned to calm.

【Ding! 】

After killing the unknown monster, just like when he killed Jorogumo before, a crisp notification sound rang in Erin's mind.

After confirming the ghost's death in another way through that notification sound, Erin stopped paying attention to the notification sound in his mind.

Almost at the same time that unknown monster died, a naked little boy with pitch-black eyes and no whites in his eyes suddenly poked half his head into the portal.

However, unlike ordinary little boys, this little boy's body seems to be illusory.

Unlike the previous monster that Erin easily dealt with, this one...

From the little boy who had half his head stuck into the portal, Erin sensed an endless, boundless resentment and despair that seemed to want to engulf the entire world.

In Erin's eyes.

This somewhat ethereal little boy is not a ghost or evil spirit at all, but rather the embodiment of resentment.

That illusory body seemed to be connected to a boundless ocean of resentment, a terrifying ocean that could make anyone feel despair.

Behind the little boy, a slightly old Japanese-style house is faintly visible through the portal.

Inside that old Japanese-style house, a blurry female figure could be seen appearing and disappearing behind a window on the second floor.

Upon seeing the blurry female figure, a chilling sense of crisis suddenly arose in Erin's heart.

The moment he sensed that aura, Erin's expression changed drastically, and he shouted at Wang, "Close the portal, quickly!"

As he shouted, Ailin's mental energy surged wildly.

Instantly, the still-burning sea of ​​fire behind him, under Erin's control, swept towards the little boy who seemed to be trying to step into the portal.

As the terrifying, heat-filled, golden-red sea of ​​fire swept towards him, the little boy, whose head was mostly inside the portal, seemed startled and instinctively shrank back.

The king, who had been scolded by Erin, did not know what had happened, but the trust built up from their recent battles together still made him cooperate with Erin to close the portal in front of him as quickly as possible.

"Sizzle..."

As the last ring of golden-red flames extinguished, the portal in front of the king vanished.

And after losing the goal.

The overwhelming sea of ​​golden-red fire shrunk rapidly after circling once, condensing into a true eternal flame, which then disappeared into the [Zhurong Finger Bone] on Erin's wrist.

Until then.

The king, who had just been silenced by Erin's sharp shout, turned his head to look at Erin with some confusion.

"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly tell me to close the portal? Was it because of that ghostly spirit that appeared in front of it? Was it very strong?"

"A ghost!!!"

Before Erin could answer, Metis, equally startled, said with a grim expression, "Idiot, is that a ghost? Can't you even tell the difference between a ghost and a curse?"

curse?

Just as Metis said, the little boy who poked half his head into the portal was not a so-called evil spirit, malevolent spirit, or vengeful ghost.

Rather, it is part of a terrifying curse that has almost condensed into the rules.

The naked little boy, the woman standing faintly behind the window behind the portal, and the old Japanese-style house filled with boundless resentment and permeated with an atmosphere of despair probably together constituted that almost rule-like terrifying curse.

What is the curse of rules?

Simply put, this is a special existence that was born by chance under special circumstances and conditions.

The curse of the rule system is invisible and intangible, but once you trigger the rule mechanism of this curse, you will be entangled by the curse and killed by this almost rule-based curse.

This curse, which has almost become the rule, doesn't care about your identity or status, or even your strength, as long as you don't have the strength or means to resist that rule mechanism.

Then they would be unable to escape a near-certain death.

After hearing Erin and Metis's explanation, the king and the other two temple mages were all greatly startled.

Although they hadn't recognized the little boy as part of a rule-based curse, that didn't mean they hadn't heard of such a curse.

The library of Kamar-Taj clearly records the horrors of this cursed rule.

The king, who also worked part-time as the librarian of Kamar-Taj, turned green with rage when he realized that the unassuming little boy was actually part of the curse's rules.

If it weren't for Erin using fire to repel the curse and then closing the portal in time...

Once entangled by this curse rule, aside from Erin, who possesses numerous methods and unfathomable strength, it's all over.

I'm afraid none of them will survive.

"Damn it, it's just a portal, and before we could even leave, a monster rushed in, and then even a curse appeared. What kind of luck do you have, Wang? Even if you haven't washed your hands in the toilet for ten years, your luck isn't as bad as yours."

Another temple mage, who was also startled, complained to the king in an annoyed tone after he came to his senses.

The other temple mage, though equally frightened, pondered for a moment and then said in a deep voice:

"It's not entirely the King's bad luck. I feel that the first ghost that rushed into the portal was probably scared by that rule curse, which is why it rushed into the portal that the King just opened. Of course, it's also true that the King has bad luck, otherwise he wouldn't have opened the portal in such a place. Let's open the portal ourselves later."

At the reminder of the other temple mage.

Erin suddenly remembered that the portal that the king had just created seemed to have opened right in front of that Japanese-style house.

Judging from the location of the portal, the monster that rushed into it at the beginning must have been running out of that Japanese-style house in a panic before plunging headlong into Wang Kai's portal.

It seemed as if they were cursed by the rules within that house, and were frightened by them.

Erin's mind was filled with memories.

Suddenly, I remembered that on the wall behind the semi-transparent little boy, there was a doorplate covered in ashes.

The name "Saeki Takeo" was faintly visible on the old doorplate.

【Takeo Saeki】

Ok.

Saeki Takeo... This name seems to have some attributes.

A naked little boy, a blurry female figure, an old Japanese-style house, a terrifying and despairing aura, and the name Takeo Saeki.

Damn it.

Could that house we just saw be the house that Kayako lived in from Ju-on?

If that's the case, then the curse from the rules we just heard about must be the legendary one.

That almost unsolvable curse—the curse that once you step into that house, whether good or bad, innocent or not, no matter where you escape to, you will ultimately be killed by the curse.

Thinking about this...

Erin suddenly felt somewhat relieved that the portal the king had opened was located outside the gate of that Japanese-style house, rather than inside.

Otherwise, who knows if that curse might get through the portal and affect them?

While movies are movies and reality is reality, they've all entered the Marvel Cinematic Universe, so who knows if another Ju-on might be added to the mix?

and.

Even if Ju-on isn't as powerful and unsolvable as it is in the movies, breaking a curse that has become a rule is still a very troublesome matter.

Erin didn't want to get involved in this kind of trouble unless it was absolutely necessary.

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Although Wang kept emphasizing that what happened just now was only an accident, that some special power after the opening of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons interfered with his teleportation portal.

But the other two frightened temple mages insisted.

Ultimately, it was another older temple mage named Zhang Tao who took on the responsibility of opening the portal.

Under Zhang Tao's cautious gaze, the teleportation portal opened in a small alley outside Fayuan Temple.

Because Fayuan Temple is far from residential areas, apart from the ashes constantly falling from the sky, there are hardly any pedestrians on this alley, let alone any corpses.

After carefully scanning the area and finding nothing wrong,

While Master Zhang Tao breathed a slight sigh of relief, he became even more convinced that the accident just now was caused by Wang's unlucky luck.

After silently making the decision in his heart that he would never enter the portal opened by the king again, he resolutely stepped out of the portal.

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(Typo, please send first and I will correct later.)

(End of this chapter)