Flames billowed, their scorching heat rolling in waves.
The insects swarming in from every direction were swiftly scorched and reduced to ash.
Yet the Demon Flame continued shooting toward Cang'erluote without slowing.
Boom!
The next instant, the Gloomwood School's "Duo'er" was engulfed in flames. The fire burned, and the figure within wailed.
In the shadows not far away, another Cang'erluote appeared.
He looked identical to the one engulfed in flames.
This Cang'erluote wore the same ragged clothes, his face covered in pustules.
Watching the roaring flames, he curled his lips into a mocking smile. Even after his chest was pierced, that mockery remained.
"Making good use of your minions."
"You really are just as the records described!"
Looking down at Qin Ran's hand thrust through his chest, Cang'erluote sighed softly. Then he deliberately lowered his voice. "I wonder if you know anything about the Netherwood Faction?"
"If not, I suggest you learn a little."
"Of course!"
"I'm afraid you won't have much chance to do that!"
As he spoke, Cang'erluote's figure slowly vanished, like a sand painting slipping away. Qin Ran's hand, which had pierced Cang'erluote's chest, vanished along with him. Moreover, the disappearance spread rapidly from Qin Ran's wrist toward his body, as though he had encountered a vicious school of piranhas in a lake.
But unlike vicious piranhas, the invisible forces before him did not even leave their "food's" bones behind.
They rampaged.
They went wild.
They descended into hysteria.
Yet at the distant edge of the forest, Cang'erluote smiled as he watched it all through the insects' eyes.
Cang'erluote was very pleased.
When he first bred these "curse bugs," this frenzied effect was precisely what he had wanted.
They normally fed on curse force.
The "curse bugs" enjoyed both the fullness curse force provided and the torment