Super Righteous Player
Chapter 744 - 285 Curse Bond: Creator’s Sorrow_1

Chapter 744: Chapter 285 Curse Bond: Creator’s Sorrow_1

"Roar—"

Earl Yury, with wings spread wide, let out an unintelligible roar that vented his agony.

For even as his body underwent such monstrous transformations... it continued to expand. Rather, it was because his skin had become exceedingly tough that his ever-multiplying flesh had nowhere to go.

His abdomen swelled greatly, filled entirely with liver.

His internal organs began to mutate, his flesh multiplying and strengthening incessantly. Scales appeared on the surface of his body, and the bones growing out of his forehead became horns—no, they resembled more a crown of thorns.

The residual curse energy inside of him was still rapidly strengthening his body—and further exacerbating this vicious cycle.

"...There’s no need to continue fighting,"

Zoya took a deep breath, stored the curse back, and disengaged from combat: "He’s finished."

Finally, the "Earl Yury," no longer recognizable from before, dove down with a roar.

He was completely incapable of thinking.

He could no longer endure the pain—

This "Death Pupa" originally possessed the physical strength of a Gold-ranked body, but with the continuous enhancement from the curse energy, its strength had surpassed the limits of the Gold rank.

But without the curse energy device, and devoid of skills, it could not even break through the "AT force field" created by a child with just the power of its flesh.

It could only watch as, after a minute passed... Xitan Pulan, having finished casting, summoned the Pale Princess once again with a one-for-one Divine Art and severed its soul.

Even a body as strong as this could not resist soul damage.

Yet, in the instant Earl Yury’s life faded, Annan distinctly saw relief in his eyes.

After losing its primary consciousness, this demonic body did not die—it still had a beating heart, just as it did when it was the "Death Pupa" base. What was killed was only the consciousness of Earl Yury that had attached to him via The Worm ceremony, and the "desireless soul" of the Death Pupa.

At this moment, this body was like a vegetative person who could never awake.

But this "vegetative state" was far too vibrant...

It was even gradually changing shape—at a pace visible to the naked eye, it lost its human form, becoming a massive, tumor-like lump of flesh. This seemed a posture that could sustain life for an even longer duration.

It seemed that it would remain in this state of being both dead and alive until it exhausted the immense life force given by Annan.

Zoya asked hesitantly, "Your Majesty... this...?"

"...Take it away,"

After a moment of contemplation, Annan still spoke with hesitation, "It’s still somewhat a trophy. It might be useful... at the very least, it could be used as one of the pieces of evidence for Earl Yury’s treason."

"...Do you really think anyone will believe this ball was Yury?"

Four Dark Ones couldn’t help but make a snarky comment.

"At worst, I’ll give it to my senior,"

Annan answered without hesitation: "He might like it... I’ll go back and cast a Divine Art on it once or twice a day, let’s first nurture it."

"...Curse energy is indeed too dangerous."

The child handed the curse energy device to Zoya, tidied up the aftermath of his creations, and couldn’t help but smile bitterly at the sight of his additional debuffs: "If we have to use it in the future... let me do it. After all, I’m already unclean..."

[Curse Bond: Creator’s Sorrow (Your aging speed doubles every seven years, but your maximum lifespan is extended sevenfold; any effects you receive will resonate on the same day; you gain seven times the additional increase when any method increases your corrosion; you cannot obtain any rewards from nightmares other than class rank, cursed items, and curse bonds; you will die immediately upon falling or triggering any counter-curses; you must enter nightmares when you sleep; your soul will emit a foul smell.)]

["—Those who harm the world shall eventually be despised by the world."]

The moment he absorbed the curse energy, a new Curse Bond appeared on the child.

A full seven debuffs, quite a shock to him.

—No wonder Earl Yury didn’t try the curse energy beforehand.

He must have seen others use curse energy before.

Even by the standards of players who can "reset their corrosion at any time" and "have infinite resurrection opportunities," it was a bit too much. For the natives, it was a curse that one could describe as "hateful to the bone."

The only advantage might be that he would never run out of dungeons to raid...

...I’ll think of a way to compensate him when I get back.

Annan thought.

—In the future, I might encounter other curse energy users.

Glancing at the "Earl Ball," Annan suddenly realized...

The battle between curse energy users was actually a battle of cognition.

The creatures created by curse energy... were nothing but shells.

It was not the "real form" but the "form in the creator’s mind."

Just like a child’s creation of a "high-speed train," which was actually just a piece of metal that could run as fast as a high-speed train. He even forgot to make tracks, yet the "train" could still run that fast.

This high-speed train didn’t even have a control panel—it could start, at least for about ten meters, but it couldn’t stop because the child didn’t create a part for braking. It didn’t have seats inside... either it was empty or filled with steel plates.

What he created was merely "that thing" he saw while waiting for a high-speed train.

The thing the child created wasn’t an actual AT force field. It was a "kinetic energy transfer barrier" with "AT field skin," lacking the other functions of an AT field and the essence of a "heart’s wall."

If the child forcibly used curse energy to create a "super powerful defensive barrier," the curse energy consumed would be much more than that required to create a "kinetic energy transfer barrier."

It was because the child realized that to counter simple material projectile weapons, it was sufficient to nullify kinetic energy. Thus, when he created this barrier, he barely used any curse energy.

It was like the more detailed and reasonable the client’s requests were, and the more money (curse energy consumed) they paid, the more the service provider could reproduce.

With Earl Yury’s knowledge and awareness, he didn’t realize that the pain wasn’t caused by a curse but by the excessive pressure of healing spells on his body. So, he didn’t set up any defenses against healing spells... and even now, he hadn’t figured out how he had been tricked.

Even if he attacked himself right away, dislocating his arm, tossing away his leg, or even cutting off his head to "operate separately," it would swiftly alleviate the pain.

But he didn’t realize where this pain was coming from... or rather, he had never considered that he might be harmed by a healing spell.

Pain made him acutely aware that his body was about to burst, so instinctively he hoped that curse energy would help strengthen his body—and indeed it did.

Curse energy kept strengthening his body, but as his internal organs proliferated, his blood pressure skyrocketed, and his body temperature kept rising, the pressure inside him continued to build.

Yet Yury did not understand why—so he hoped curse energy would again help him strengthen his internal organs and heal this injury.

That was pouring fuel on the fire.

Consequently, curse energy followed his wishes and diligently treated him further...

...This was probably what you’d call the perfect service provider capable of creating "vibrantly colorful darkness."

Following such rules.

If these players used curse energy to trigger a nuclear explosion, with their level of understanding, they might end up with a "big explosion with a mushroom cloud and shockwave" rather than a real nuclear blast... As for radiation, it might be simulated as a curse or mist.

Curse energy could only create the portions that were imagined.

So, Earl Yury didn’t make his weapons go three or five times the speed of sound... because that was the extent of speed he had witnessed. Any faster, and he wouldn’t know what it was like, thus unable to create it.

If curse energy were used to create an artificial human—based on the world’s common understanding of the human body—the result might be a puppet that "thinks and powers with its heart," has a simulated soul, and is made up only of flesh and bones. Having a lung or a kidney would already signify considerable culture...

...That is what you call the power of imagination.

—This resource was not meant for combat, war, or satisfying extravagant needs, nor it was something the natives of this era should use.

It was a highly valuable specialty product... even among the stars, it was likely a resource that could only be collected and used with purple or even red technology.

The regeneration rate of the Blood of the World was extremely slow, almost considered a non-renewable resource.

This was undoubtedly an absolute waste—an extravagantly luxurious waste.

A waste so egregious that future generations might even want to travel through time and space to execute them for it.

Annan had become fully aware of this.

The elves who first discovered curse energy and used it to escape the living deserts could perhaps be excused as a last resort. They initially thought, "Once we get out, we won’t use it anymore."

But they couldn’t resist the temptation.

Afterward, when the elves used curse energy to clear land on the continent of Aesirland, it could be considered normal use—but beyond that, it was complete waste.

It was not sending coal in snowy weather but gilding the lily.

Look at what the elves of the imperial era did with curse energy—they extended their lifespans with it, skipped the research process to obtain results, healed irreversible injuries, even revived others, beautified their living environment, created various entertainment products, and directly built residential housing...

...And used it to construct wonders.

Of course, building wonders might not be considered a waste...

Is it wasteful to build wonders!

"...Can we go back now?"

Jacob said with an embarrassed smile, his voice somewhat trembling, "I can teleport us back..."

"No, this matter is not yet finished."

Annan said sternly, "Let’s look for their Curse Cellar—it should be nearby.

"And the other nobles... we must put an end to this immediately.

"Curse energy technology—must not be allowed to spread any further."

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