Splash-
In an instant.
Countless streams of pitch-black slime spread out from that black pupil, clinging to him at once and surging viciously into his soul.
He immediately recoiled in shock.
"Aaaaargh-"
Lynn's cries of pain and laughter rang out in the distance.
"It hurts so much... putting a curse on someone actually hurts this much... but I can bear it..."
Clutching his right eye, Lynn laughed and sprang up from the ground. Tentacles extended from him, hauling his body onto the church's high roof.
"Mr. Undead, you keep saying I'm cursed. I think you should deal with the curse inside your own body first. Hehehehe!"
In an instant.
Splash-
Tentacles spread from his body once again, shooting toward the townspeople fleeing in every direction.
There was scarcely a moment to spare.
Black Skull immediately rushed forward. This time, he held nothing back, unleashing countless waves of psychic power to intercept the tentacles extending from Lynn.
But the next moment.
His pupils abruptly contracted.
He immediately saw that every single attack he had launched to intercept those tentacles had veered off course.
Not one of his Mental Blades had hit its target!
He also immediately saw that the psychic attacks he launched at Lynn himself had failed to affect him for all manner of reasons.
"This is..."
Horror filled his eyes.
A curse!
Could it be?!
Was this the effect of the curse Lynn had just placed on him?
And in the very next moment.
Under Lynn's wildly smiling gaze, the tentacles shooting outward touched the terrified villagers fleeing all around him.
They did not pierce them as expected. Instead, after the slightest contact, the tentacles immediately changed direction.
His goal was not slaughter at all!
He was diagnosing them!
He was...
``` [Ding! You have discovered the target's ailment: