Just as the middle-aged gentleman was wondering how long the remnant of the night could last under his curse.

A huge amount of malice mixed with a little anger descended into the room out of nowhere.

The middle-aged gentleman was stunned for a moment. Wasn’t this the curse he had just released?

Why are you back?

At the moment when the middle-aged gentleman was stunned, the surging malice turned into a slap, giving a big slap to the nose to the two people who were still in the room.

The man in black robe let out a shrill scream and his body immediately collapsed to the ground.

One after another, dark and twisted tentacles began to emerge from the surface of his skin, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a ball of flesh covered with dark flesh.

His limbs were broken, his heart and liver were withered, his flesh was polluted by sin, and his soul fell into the abyss of the earth.

This turned out to be the curse released by the middle-aged gentleman just now. For some unknown reason, the curse began to backfire on its master and the people around him.

Feeling the curse he had released suddenly backfire on him, the middle-aged gentleman showed a trace of astonishment on his face.

He had never encountered such a situation before, what was going on?

But at this moment he no longer had time to think about it. He was the only one who knew the power of the curse he had released.

If this is not handled properly, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.

After gathering his chaotic thoughts, the middle-aged gentleman quickly took out a strange black rag doll from his body.

He first smeared his own blood on the puppet, then tore off its limbs, and then turned the puppet over and kept patting its back with his hands.

Under his slap, the black puppet let out a violent cough, and then a small heart and liver were vomited out by the puppet.

Seeing this, the middle-aged gentleman breathed a sigh of relief because the two most difficult steps were completed.

The remaining original sin pollution and the soul's fall into the abyss can be replaced by this substitute doll.

Seeing the expensive stand-in doll gradually break into pieces in his hands and turn into a ball of thin threads, a trace of pain flashed across the middle-aged gentleman's face.

Fortunately, I have this substitute doll, otherwise I would be in real danger this time.

With a sigh of relief, the middle-aged gentleman set his sights on the pitch-black mass of flesh covered with whiskers that was constantly wriggling on the floor in the room.

For a moment, his face looked a little gloomy. He claimed to be a master of curses, but he was inexplicably hurt by his own curse. Even one of his confidants was affected and lost his life.

This was undoubtedly a slap in his face, but the problem was that he still couldn't understand why the curse he cast would come back to him.

Could it be that the remnant of the dark night was behind this? Thinking of this, the middle-aged gentleman's face showed a solemn expression.

If this is really the work of the remnant of the Dark Night, then we should try not to make an enemy of him before we figure out how he did it.

After figuring this out, he set his eyes on the black mass of flesh covered with tentacles that was still wriggling on the floor of the room.

The next second, a ball of pitch-black flame rose from the meat and soon burned it completely.

All that was left was a small pile of spiritual essence and a flesh whisker that looked like it was alive.

These are the things that came out of the black-robed man's body.

Just as the middle-aged gentleman figured everything out, Eros on the other side also figured it out.

In fact, it was not difficult to guess that he had just killed a ghoul, and those ghouls were created by the Jealous Faction of the Abyss Cult, and the members of the Jealous Faction were very good at cursing.

Isn't this obvious? It was most likely done by the people of the Abyss Cult.

I just don’t know where they found the medium of the curse, the corpse of the zombie?

This shouldn't be the case. When I left, didn't Vivian lead people back?

There was no way the body could have fallen back into the hands of the Abyss Cult members, but if it wasn't that body, what medium did they use?

I can’t figure it out. Forget it. I don’t want to think about it anymore. Let them curse if they want. It’s best if they curse every few minutes.

If he frowns, he will be punished by eating Irina's tofu tomorrow morning.

Putting aside the curse, Eros gathered his wandering thoughts, held his breath, and faced the stick standing in front of him. He closed his eyes and silently said in his heart:

"In which direction is the ghoul closest to me? The one closest to me..."

When he recited it silently for the fifth time, Eros opened his eyes, and with a snap, his cane fell straight to the back.

Eros picked up the staff, used shadow jump, and quickly rushed to the position diagonally behind.

After sneaking towards that location for five minutes, Eros indeed saw a zombie.

The zombie was currently lying on the window of a house with a ferocious mouth open, as if it was preparing to climb in through the window for a delicious meal.

Since there was no night watchman to ring the sleeping bell in this area, the sound of the zombie climbing through the window obviously woke up the ordinary people in the room.

Hearing the occasional clicking sound, Yamo, who was originally sleeping soundly, pushed his wife who was sleeping beside him and muttered:

"Did you hear any noise, dear?"

The wife said in a daze, "It seems to be a little bit, it should be a thief, don't worry about it, just continue to sleep."

Yamo mumbled, "Oh, it's just a thief, a thief, wait, a thief!"

Yamo's eyes suddenly opened, and his whole body instantly became energetic, no longer sleepy at all.

His wife, who was sleeping next to him, apparently grasped the key words and woke up as well.

Yamo and his wife looked at each other, and Yamo quietly got up from the bed and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

That's the direction of the window.

With the help of the moonlight outside the window, Yamo saw clearly what was making the noise by the window. It was not a thief...

It was a giant lizard in human shape, covered with dark green scales, with blood-red eyes, a mouth full of fangs, and a ferocious smile.

At this moment, half of the lizard's body had already crawled in from the window, as if it had noticed that someone on the bed was looking at it.

The lizard extended its blood-red, barbed tongue and licked its fangs.

Yamo let out a scream, followed by his wife's scream, and then the crying of the child who was woken by the two of them.

Seeing that those people were scared by him, the zombie showed a playful smile on his face.

Fearing that the crying of these ordinary people would attract the night watchmen, the ghouls decided to eat quickly.

So I exerted force with my feet and wanted to get straight in.

As a result, at this moment, a huge force suddenly came from the small tail behind it, and directly pulled it out.

Eros looked at the zombie in front of him with a bulging chest and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. A female zombie?

Although it was a bit unexpected, Eros would not let it live just because it was a female.

He stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist, and before the zombie could react, he punched the zombie in front of him on the forehead.

Since the ghoul was created from the corpse of an ordinary person, how could it withstand a punch from Eros with its physique?

The brain matter was immediately shaken evenly.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Eros snapped his fingers, and the next second an illusory black flame began to burn on the body of the ghoul.

In just a moment, the zombie's body was burned to ashes, leaving only a sharp tooth and something that looked like a necklace.

Eros bent down and picked it up, then opened the pendant hanging under the necklace with a click. The first thing that caught his eye was a photo of a couple.

So this zombie is the woman in the photo?

With a soft sigh, Eros closed the lid of the pendant and threw the necklace back to its original place.

Then, he turned around and left.

Not long after he left, a night watchman in plain clothes came running over in a hurry.

[I've been coding until 5am... Ah ba ba ba, let me reward myself by sending some energy for love. I'm so tired! Oh]

Thank you for the gift from the rich lady

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