Kaz and the others nearby were seeing Dixiu use his ability for the first time.
Yet all of them felt uncomfortable.
Kaz and Jörmungandr could clearly sense that some sort of connection seemed to have formed between them and the members of Groom.
This was not a bad thing.
It was also the first time Dixiu had used his ability with such abandon.
It was like a teacher wiping information off a blackboard, then writing something new on it.
By definition, a curse should have been negative.
Even certain beneficial effects could be imposed, as long as Dixiu could perceive them as negative.
Besides, in a sense, this was not a curse he had imposed. He had merely altered the curse, because he could not accomplish this himself.
In secret, Dixiu actually used his ability quite often, making Intelligence Agents briefly lose their presence, their sense of pain, or even their memories of the Kingdom, allowing them to infiltrate other factions more effectively.
These were all things he did frequently.
He had also experimented with all kinds of effects.
He often went out to sea alone to test his ability on other people and hone it.
Making people die from a stab in the back, die from bullets, or drown—with his current strength, he could actually do a great many things.
Some events at sea, including the destruction of pirate crews, might well have had Dixiu secretly pulling the strings behind them.
After all, abilities needed training. How could he hone his ability without experimenting?
The Kronos Kingdom also gathered all kinds of information and offered suggestions for possible curses.
To develop his ability, an unknown number of people had given their lives, without anyone knowing.
Some powerful curses demanded a heavy price. Dixiu did not want to bear it,