Golden Curse

"Buzz—"

As Dago pondered, a dark shadow suddenly swept past his eyes.

It was a black magic box with wings, beating so rapidly that they sent tiny ripples through the air.

Earlier, a dense swarm of them had flown out from underground alongside the Golden Magic Box, like a cloud of flies.

Ashen Witch Tracy had subsequently scattered them with a strike from her Red Lotus Staff, and he had nearly forgotten they existed.

Dago blinked, and with the enhancement of the [Eternal Night Frostmark] magical equipment set, great swathes of frost appeared around him.

The aura of a Transcendent Domain surged out around Dago, quickly condensing into a pure white blade of ice.

The ice blade vanished almost as soon as it appeared, leaving only a pitch-black slash in the void.

It was a tiny fissure formed when the extreme cold froze space until it cracked.

Clang!

The clear ring of metal being struck sounded.

Rather than spreading, the sound froze at its point of origin.

The flight path of a magic box with gray wings was abruptly cut short.

Its power core was precisely destroyed, and a pure white ice blade pinned it firmly before it swiftly fell into a fair, slender hand.

Crack—

Holding the magic box, Dago applied a little pressure.

The Eye of Truth instantly scanned its internal structure.

The black magic box, pierced straight through by the ice blade, shattered completely.

There was nothing inside the broken black magic box.

There were only metal fragments almost frozen into icy debris, with traces of Rune Magic Array patterns still lingering on them.

It was waste from a failed alchemical process, or perhaps some kind of cruel joke.

"A fake?"

Dago frowned.

He did not believe such a pointless creation would appear here.

"Whoosh—"

Under his