He looked down.
Thanks to the clear, cloudless weather, Richard could clearly see that, stimulated by the Atomic Bomb detonated underground earlier, Vesuvius Dak Volcano was growing increasingly active. The entire mountain had entered a violent state.
The ground of Pompeii Town had risen over a large area, and nearly half the Stone Towers had been destroyed. At this rate, Vesuvius Dak Volcano would fully erupt in as little as a few minutes or as long as several hours.
The remaining Wizards of Pompeii Town seemed to have noticed this as well. From somewhere, they carried out heavy iron crates one after another, swiftly flew to the crater billowing thick black smoke, opened the crates, and poured the black sand-like substance inside into the volcano's belly.
Strangely enough, perhaps it was an illusion, but as more and more "Black Sand" was poured in, Vesuvius Dak Volcano's activity actually declined somewhat and slowly began to settle.
At that moment, Qiekafu, accompanied by the beating of wings, had already landed back in Pompeii Town. His feet touched the ground on its outskirts, and he turned to make a provocative, inviting gesture at Richard before swiftly entering the town.
Was this... inviting him into the jar?
Richard pressed his lips together. He truly did not want to charge headfirst into such an obvious trap.
But if he did not go in, how could he resolve this?
He tilted his head to look at his left arm and saw that the dark red patterns on his skin had already spread to his shoulder, then his neck and chest. At this rate, they might spread across his entire body.
If the curse had been confined to his arm, he could have steeled himself and cut off the entire arm to eliminate it at the root—after