"The weapon transformed by the curse must be very sharp... I want that dagger!"
Mag announced slightly excitedly, watching Lauder apply the ointment on Tasha.
"ah!"
A few minutes passed. Tasha looked at the ointment washed away by blood, her face gradually filled with panic and despair.
She was originally very beautiful, but now her bright red lips had become extremely pale and her skin was chapped... It was as if her original vitality was quietly passing away from the bleeding wound!
"Boss...I, my hands hurt so much!"
With a clang, the ointment box in Lauder's hand fell to the ground. He looked at the knife-like wound on the palm of his hand, and couldn't help but have a hint of crying in his voice: "Save me... I don't want to die yet.
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"Damn it, you bitch...did you betray me and want to harm me?"
Mag's expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and he seemed to be hiding unspeakable fear, and he grabbed Tasha's neck.
In that ruins, the curse has a specific pattern. Only after being cut, the wound will bleed.
And now?
Inexplicably, wounds appeared on Lauder's hands!
Mag actually knows that this is most likely a curse mutation!
But subconsciously, he didn't want to believe the result, and wanted Tasha to admit that she was the one doing the trick!
Because even if Tasha rebels, the consequences will be far less terrifying than the curse!
"I... didn't..."
Tasha kept kicking her legs and struggling in mid-air, grabbing Mag's thick arms with both hands.
Suddenly, Mag felt a pain on his arm, and a wound exactly like Tasha's palm appeared, with blood gurgling like a stream.
"No!"
Mag half-knelt on the ground and used ointment, bandages, and anything else he could see to block the wound, but it was of no use!
The blood is still flowing slowly and steadily, just like the passage of time, no one can reverse it!
"Haha... we will all die!"
Tasha smiled desperately. While smiling, her top was suddenly soaked in blood, and another wound emerged, bleeding continuously.
"It's the wound on your palm, it...it's contagious!"
Mag suddenly screamed, like a frightened little girl: "The way of infection... is contact?!"
Underneath his seemingly rugged appearance, he actually has a pretty smart head, otherwise he wouldn't have survived the ruins filled with sharp blades and sawgrass and found the key items.
"Boss?"
At this time, the commotion here had spread to the outside world, and members of the 'Vulture' came in one after another. Looking at this scene, it was as if some unforgettable horrific memories were evoked. Their eyes were bulging, covered with bloodshot eyes, and their legs were
He felt weak, avoiding the pool of blood, wishing he could turn into a piece of paper and lean against the wall.
"You... drag this woman out quickly... Don't worry, as long as you don't come into contact with her blood, she'll be fine."
Mag tied his arm tightly with a bandage, and the expression on his face kept changing: "This must be the fault of the craftsman, we all go out, we must force him to lift the curse... No, maybe I should bring all the cash and come to the door.
Apologize and hope to gain his understanding..."
He had a high prestige among the 'vultures', and suddenly an extraordinary person had the courage to use his extraordinary ability to make a rope come alive, twisting and moving on the ground like a snake, tying up Tasha, and tied up Tasha.
She slowly dragged her toward the door.
At this moment, another person among the onlookers screamed and looked at the palm of his hand with trembling eyes.
There, a bleeding wound suddenly emerged!
"I...I haven't touched anything."
The extraordinary person collapsed and collapsed on the ground with a face full of despair: "I want ointment, ointment..."
The crowd kept exclaiming, and almost everyone had the same wound...
"It's the eyes... the wounds will be contagious when the eyes touch them?" Mag stared at Tasha fiercely, then suddenly strode forward and grabbed her.
At this time, Tasha's body was covered with wounds, like a cracked porcelain doll. She had lost too much blood and was on the verge of death.
"I used to love you..."
Mag murmured, made a fist with his left hand, and punched Tasha in the face.
This female extraordinary person immediately flew backwards, her face was sunken, and she died immediately!
"Purify her!"
Mag roared angrily: "If you don't want to die, do it immediately, she is the source of the curse!"
The extraordinary people of the 'Vulture' used their abilities one after another, or threw out spells, letting the purifying light wrap around Tasha, and the flames burned quickly, burning her to ashes.
But it's no use!
The wounds on each person's body were still slowly but surely increasing, and the hall gradually turned into a pool of blood.
The pool of blood slowly rose and turned into a depression, a pond...
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
Finally, an extraordinary person collapsed and ran out the door crying bitterly: "Save me...save me..."
While running, the wound on his body suddenly burst open, seemingly tearing a major artery, causing blood to gush out like a fountain.
"idiot!"
Mag roared angrily, but gradually became less energetic and looked very weak.
"The ointment doesn't work anymore. Does it mean that the level of the curse has become higher after the mutation?"
"That craftsman used Tasha as the source of infection. Does he want us vultures to be wiped out? That's too cruel..."
For the first time, Mag felt regretful. He seemed to have provoked an enemy that was even more evil and cruel than him!
"Let's go find Mr. Halsey. He is an inhuman existence. Maybe... maybe there is a way..."
Mag struggled to stand up and looked at the third wound that appeared on his body, with unspeakable despair in his tone.
Even if you are injured in that ruins, there will only be one wound and it will not multiply!
The intensity and terror of the curse seemed to have increased tenfold!
"Who...we got into trouble..."
An extraordinary person murmured, and the last drop of blood flowed out, turning into a shriveled corpse and lying in a pool of blood.
"I……"
Mag struggled to crawl out of the hall, but felt that his strong body had lost the last bit of strength.
He exhaled his last breath and fell into a pool of blood, with a bloody opening on each cheek, like a clown's mockery.
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"The carrier of the curse is memory... As long as you see that wound and cannot forget this memory, you will be cursed."
Inside the hotel, Aaron opened his eyes and looked at the map.
"So the nest is in the lower city? After everyone is dead, let Auclair pick up the trash..."
"A good curse with good power, but it's a pity that it only has a one-time effect."
The curse that wiped out all the 'vultures' came from the power of the curse in the withered palm. It was equivalent to Aaron using those 'dark' curses to create a one-time spell and then throwing it to Tasha.
Next, he cast the 'Weeping Blade', which at most left a wound that continued to bleed, but no curse spread or multiplied.
"Well, the 'Vulture' died cleanly, which just closed the channel for the spread of the curse meme to avoid accidental injuries... But in the end, we still have to put the finishing touches on it. If the curse continues to spread, I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties in Xiacheng District.
Until the General Bureau of Investigation is alerted..."