"Oh~"
Seeing the flying heads growing clearer through the fog, Princess Margaret groaned, raised a hand to cover her own neck, and closed her eyes:
"Under normal circumstances, this relic could never create so many duplicates. The relic is about to lose control. Mr. Hamilton, retreat quickly. The curse is taking effect on us."
"There's no need."
Shade stepped forward and clapped his hands together.
"Ha!"
His arms spread wide, and a massive crescent blade of light tore through the thick fog, slashing toward the densely packed Wall of Human Heads. Silver Moon's blade struck the wall, and amid the increasingly bizarre whispers of the heads, moonlight collided with the flying heads. Dull curses erupted in waves. A huge gap was cleaved into the "wall," but new heads filled it again in the blink of an eye:
"Stop attacking! The curse on your body—"
Princess Margaret immediately warned him, only to see in surprise that the black mark around Shade's neck suddenly brightened. It burned as though ignited by firelight, then vanished.
The "God's Radiance" state protected the soul from contamination, while "Embers of the First Fire" made the body immune to certain curses. The Document Level Relic Charles II's Beheading Curse was a curse of flesh and blood, precisely the type countered by the First Fire.
"Which one is the main body?"
Shade stared intently at the mass of heads pressing down on them.
Just like before, every single one was the main body.
"Great Sin Chains!"
Black chains clattered out from his sleeve. Once they had extended far enough, Shade gripped one end in his right hand and lashed it at the "Wall of Human Heads" like a long whip:
"Red Dragon Force!"
His taut muscles drove the chain forward. The sharp whoosh through the air snapped Princess