<h4>Chapter 735: Curse Energy</h4>


    Hearing this, Jacob was stunned.


    [Panoramic Perception] under normal circumstances had a scanning radius not exceeding 500 meters. To exceed this limit, the caster had to utilize Idol Magic’s amplification effect or consume a special reagent.


    So it was typically used for defensive counterattacks.


    To properly utilize the Prophet Spell: Panoramic Perception to scan, the caster had to have a rough idea of the approximate location in advance.


    In other words, someone must have told the Prophet Wizard that they would appear from around here.


    “—Your Majesty, it’s not me!” He hurriedly defended, “I remember that this is a safe ce… How could it be…”


    “I know it’s not you.” Annan frowned and said in annoyance, “Be quiet since you get us into trouble!”


    Annan had seen vividly that Jacob did not emit the red light that signified betrayal. It meant that it wasn’t his intention.


    Therefore, there was only one possibility — he was taken advantage of.


    I see.


    Annan quickly realized something.


    Sure enough, there is a Wise in the north.


    They must have discovered the teleportation point set up by Jacob quite early, but they didn’t alert anyone — they started to monitor the teleportation point immediately after the specified time as they failed to teleport Annan to the designated location.


    “Break through the ground, we’ll leave from here!” Annan immediately ordered the Wandering Child.


    “Should I drill a hole straight up from here?” The Wandering Child asked, gripping the ring tightly, “Or should it be at an angle?”


    “Vertical is fine, faster.” Zorgen replied in a low voice, “I can take you guys up.”


    He opened his silver-gray eyes and raised his head to look up at the dim sewer.


    At the same time, a small red ball was caught between the index and middle fingers of his right hand.


    As the Child spun the roulette in his hand, the ground above him melted and copsed — as if the ground was struck by the [Stone to Mud] magic of the Shaping School.


    The moss-covered bricks turned into something like crushed tofu dregs, pulverized by an invisible force, then gathered into a corner and dropped down. This was done to prevent the debris from falling on their heads.


    In just three seconds… a faint light seeped in from the top.


    Then, Zorgen threw the red projectile above them.


    It prated that light with iparable precision.


    Then, it exploded!


    The moment the firelight red up, a distinct shadow appeared beneath each of the seven of them.


    The shadow hand took shape and manifested. It was different from Kafni’s technique which required continuous maintenance of shadow existence. Seven shadow hands, withpletely different degrees of slenderness and ferociousness, poked out from everyone’s shadow.


    These shadow hands grabbed the cors of their clothes from behind, and then rapidly spread upwards.


    The seven of them were thrown out through the sted hole.


    Zoya was the first to fly out from the hole.


    She closed her eyes tightly, with clock-like traces reflected in her eyes.


    The [Prophet Vision] state was still ongoing. When she closed her eyes, she could perceive five seconds into the future.


    Although unable to immediately deploy [Panoramic Perception] due to being in motion, it was already possible to determine that the area above was temporarily safe.


    Annan also came to the surface with his eyes closed.


    It wasn’t a concern about being suddenly dazzled by the bright light. After Annan achieved 100% awakening in the [brilliance] element, he was no longer susceptible to harm from [light] in any form.


    Mainly Annan had Transcended Perception. He could “perceive” obstacles around him without vision. After temporarily closing his eyes to block out his sight, the range of his perception would temporarily increase and be clearer.


    He could clearly perceive that at least no one gathered at the resurrection point above…


    —You seem quite unprofessional, my friend.


    If I were guarding above, I would have ordered the yers to strike indiscriminately into it the moment I saw a hole appear.


    Blowing up sewers didn’t sound respectable. It resembled blowing up toilets.


    Of course, it was also due to them having gotten out too quickly.


    Zoya detected the perception source immediately. She detected the other Prophet Wizard’s [Panoramic Perception] five seconds in advance at the edge of her own [Panoramic Perception] before the opponent.


    The moment they were actually detected, they had already started digging upwards. It only took three seconds for the Wandering Child, the Breacher, to dig to the surface. In just over a second, Zorgen had sent the entire party vertically out of the sewer and onto the ground.


    The Prophet Wizard responsible for the perception task probably hadn’t even finished reporting the situation at this moment.


    When Annan opened his eyes, he realized that something was wrong.


    There was neither an army nor therge wave of demons that was anticipated.


    They were right in the center of a huge barrier — arge square with a diameter of about 600 meters, from which everything inside had been cleared out.


    Two people were confined with them: a white-haired old man with a kind smile and wearing single-rimmed sses. Standing in front of him was a girl with blond hair and blue eyes.


    In the other three corners of the circr barrier, divided evenly at 90 degrees from him, stood a mature woman with ck hair and blue eyes, a middle-aged man with ck hair and blue eyes, and a bald, muscr man with dark skin and white pupils.


    These four people all exuded an unusually hollow aura of death, yet they brought a very clear sense of oppression to Annan. On their faces, they all wore kind smiles identical to that of the old man.


    They wore the same smile on Viscount Dolgoruky’s face.


    These five people in the barrier had simr attire.


    They all carried a strange device on their backs — about the size of a backpack, with a transparent canister made of yellow crystal in the center. It was filled with a canister of golden gel. On the left side, there were three smaller bottles, each about the size of a Yakult drink [1].


    That was a pale white liquid so faint in color it was almost transparent. It continuously emitted a hazy, flickering glow, giving off a strange sense of ‘breaking free’.


    Annan found them quite familiar.


    On the right side of the device was a conduit. It extended from the main canister and covered the face like a respirator.


    …What is that?


    “—I’ve been waiting for a long time, Your Majesty.” The five people spoke at the same time.


    Their voices interwove. What they had inmon was that they had be muffled and indistinct due to wearing masks.


    It only took one nce to tell that this was the user of the Worm Ritual.


    That old man was Count Urie.


    “I see.” Annan raised his eyebrows and calmly put the three-color scepter on the ground, “You have never trusted Jacob from the beginning.”


    “That’s right.” The five voices sounded at the same time, “He can modify the ritual, and so do we.”


    “No matter where he teleports you, he will eventually teleport you here.”


    “This is impossible!” Jacob said without hesitation, “You haven’t seen my ritual disk at all—”


    “It’s quite possible.” This time only the old man spoke.


    He opened his eyes and said calmly, “Because of curse energy, anything is possible.”


    He didn’t give any other exnation.


    He simply, without hesitation, pulled a rope on the left side of his body. The spring that was caught between the auxiliary tank and the main tank instantly snapped.


    The transparent liquid from the first tank was immediately immersed into the golden colloid. The moment it came into contact with that transparent liquid, the golden colloid began to boil vigorously, emitting a faint golden mist that flowed through the breathing tube and into the breathing mask.


    At that moment, Annan experienced an unmistakable sensation – he felt his heart tremble for a moment.


    He recognized the source of the two cans.


    Because he, too, had been exposed to them.


    —That was the sacred bone extract of the Heart of Justice,bined with the inert curse energy extracted from the curse shaft that had not yet been activated.


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