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Chapter 1232 - Chapter 1232 Chapter 379 One Kills Four_3

Chapter 1232: Chapter 379: One Kills Four_3 Chapter 1232: Chapter 379: One Kills Four_3 The person hadn’t completely emerged from the toad’s mouth when he struck another hand-chop through the opponent’s chest.

“You…”

The old woman’s eyes shook with shock; before she could say anything, a mouthful of old blood sprayed out, and she had already weakened to the extreme.

At the same time, Leonard Churchill also clearly felt the fatal damage the other party had sustained rapidly rebounding onto him.

Leonard was well aware that the curse backlash would be strongest after one minute!

Seeing this, he swiftly reached back and pulled out the [Mist Legacy Relics] he had obtained earlier.

The target was in a weakened state; this was the best time for a “Soul Search”!

As the Curse Power glowed with energy, Leonard placed the black and white photo on the old crone’s forehead. With a tug, it was as if he had pulled all the memories out of her head. Like frames on a film strip, a series of images appeared, imprinting on the photograph.

Leonard’s gaze rapidly flickered, searching through the constantly changing fragments of memory.

His mind was functioning at its limit at this moment.

And, he was very fortunate to have found what he was looking for the first time!

With a “snap”, her neck broke, and Black Tooth Granny died on the spot.

Leonard had already appeared a hundred meters away, beside the corpse of the old woman who had just died for the first time. He picked up the Storage Ring, then quickly found a skeleton bone within.

He crushed it in his palm, and hundreds of green souls, as if liberated, floated out of the skeleton and scattered in all directions.

At the same time, the dark aura above Leonard’s head finally dissipated.

Having done all this, the smirk at the corner of his mouth grew more ferocious, and he cackled, “Hehehe, what a pity… almost really died there.”

He greedily savored the feeling of death that had come upon him in that instant.

And now, in the moment the crisis had passed, it was transformed into an extreme sense of relief after surviving a calamity.

…

Though the [Karma Curse * Fallen One’s Resonance] had nearly vanished from the East Wilderness, it had a complete legacy in the Southern Continent!

Leonard had previously gleaned a detailed introduction to this Evil Curse among the Spoils of War collected from the Seventh Grade Voodoo Master “Black Widow” Hester in the Plague Marsh.

Witch Doctors excel at various complex disorders and also at dispelling curses.

It was recorded that the best way to break this Karma Curse was to destroy the Soul Medium used by the Spellcaster to practice the Secret Skill.

To cast a curse, this “Soul Medium” had to be carried on the person!

But to find that medium before dying from the curse backlash was no easy feat.

Luckily, he had just obtained the Disaster Object capable of Soul Search, the [Mist Legacy Relics].

The function of this Relic was to extract a specific part of the target’s memories.

And if extracted forcibly, the target’s very last thoughts before death would usually be drawn out.

That’s why Leonard had shouted that question about the location of the medium before he killed.

Although the old crone had guessed his purpose in the last instant, the instinct of thought involuntarily drifted to the answer to that question.

This allowed the Disaster Object to accurately peel away the last, most impactful memories of life.

…

On the other side, Lenny and the other three Black Blade Assassins were completely stupefied.

Only after Leonard had finished all this did they understand what had happened.

Lenny was incredulous, as if he were looking at a monster, “That guy… actually thought of this method?!”

Is this sort of operation something a normal person would dare conceive and execute?

The few people present knew that breaking the Curse rebound would only be possible by finding the “Soul Medium.”

They also knew that [Mist Legacy Relics] could extract memories.

They knew all the necessary conditions.

But none of them ever considered that these factors could be linked together.

Yet now, one person had demonstrated the perfect answer.

Beyond escaping, there was this sort of operation.

Critically injure the target, forcibly Soul Search at the last moment, then obtain the clues.

No matter how you thought about it, this plan seemed outrageous and insane.

But it was being enacted right before their eyes.

The exhilarating, fierce laughter echoing throughout the cavern seemed to mock their timidity.

The guy with the Joker illusion floating behind him had given them a lesson they would never forget.

“What kind of freak is hiding in that guy’s heart?”

Lenny was so shocked he was at a loss for words.

He could accept that the guy was strong; after all, he was an S-level fugitive on the arrest warrant.

But his behavior just now… was simply the act of a madman!

If it were Lenny who had been cursed, he would surely have chosen to flee, opening as much distance as possible, and then look for a solution after the Curse had expired.

He could never have anticipated witnessing such an outlandish act.

Critically injure, Soul Search…

In theory, this was indeed a way to get information on the “Soul Medium.”

But what if?

What if he failed to control the damage and killed the person outright, thus failing to Soul Search?

What if Black Tooth Granny had too complex a memory and he didn’t find the clue?

What if the location of the Soul Medium was hard to find?

What if…

There were far too many uncontrollable variables.

Even the slightest misstep in any step could mean possible death.

It felt like gambling at a table, where every win meant betting all your chips, and only a madman would bet on winning indefinitely.

If the bet was wrong, death was certain!

Lenny knew he could never do it.

He neither dared, nor had the confidence.

But it was because he saw someone achieve it with his own eyes that he was utterly shocked.

Had he not witnessed it, it would be difficult for him to imagine someone so crazy actually existed.

…

Leonard stood in place for a few moments, relishing the surging excitement within his skull.

He had no intention of explaining to anyone.

What others saw as uncontrollable variables, within the reasoning of “I Am the World,” there weren’t so many uncertainties.