Chapter 63: Curse from the Abyss
Tig Lorenzo was in an erratic state at the moment, and it wasn’t the good kind.
It was difficult to assess his current mood. His heart seemed to stop beating and the warm blood in his veins turned into scorching molten iron. Cold sweat had completely soaked his clothing, wetting his entire back as it continued to seep out of his pores. There was no expression on the burly young man’s face, as he had even forgotten how to move the muscles on them.
The cage was perfectly finished. It was strong enough to overdraw all the mana in the holy scriptures and enveloped as few houses as possible. He had considered it shape, position, and even the curvature of the dome carefully and had practiced it countless of times in this mind.
He had wanted to do this long ago.
Tig was sure that when he took his father’s place, it would be the first thing he would do; eradicate the scourge next to Vincent Town and completely get rid of the unpredictable curse of deformation. He honestly couldn’t comprehend why a group of monsters who didn’t seem to have a good brain could live freely near them for so many generations.
Perhaps it was a common problem of the older generation. Old people were always too cautious, holding every chip in their hands tightly and dared not take the slightest risk. And the townspeople were too stupid. They were indifferent to the living environment of their children and only wanted to keep their lives unchanged. They religiously believe in their gods, but in the face of monsters, most can only insult and spurn, but few dared to grab a sword.
Some even forgot their hatred.
They had hunted many things from things as small as ordinary hare, as large as steel-thorn porcupines, or as odd as scorpion-tailed wolves. Those were completely normal but among those countless prey, only the Bluebirds continue to haunt them. Not only did they did they bite back when they were hunted, but even counterattack afterwards. Although it was an inflexible attack that didn’t know how to adapt on behalf of the stupid “pride” that he despised, Vincent Town still suffered from loss of property and the lives of several innocent people.
In recent years, they had become more difficult to capture. The money they got was completely disproportionate to the price they paid. Then the terrifying curse of deformation began to appear. Why did they continue to let that group of dangerous things live?