I Can Copy Curses

Chapter 144: 144. Attack of the Demon Race - 1

Orion stopped thinking about being a student of Sword Sage and looked around at the chaos that suddenly took place.

He saw people running here and there, panic evident in their faces as they tried to find safety amidst the chaos. The explosion had thrown the entire hall into disarray, with tables overturned, cards and chips scattered, and the once lively atmosphere now filled with fear and confusion.

BOOM!

Yet another explosion took place, and because of it, the ceiling of the hall began to crack and fall down. Large chunks of debris rained down, causing even more panic among the people scrambling to escape.

'What happened?'

Orion also started running through the hall like all the other people, intending to escape this place.

"Help me!"

At that moment, he suddenly heard a shout, prompting him to look towards its source. He noticed a man trapped under debris that had fallen from the broken ceiling.

The man's face contorted in pain as he struggled to free himself, his cries for help barely audible over the noise of the ongoing chaos.

'Damn.'

Orion quickly changed his direction and went towards him.

Upon arriving in front of him, he quickly lifted the chunk of debris that trapped the man, setting him free. Without a word or even a glance back, the man ran off, disappearing into the chaotic crowd.

Orion didn't mind that, as he too ran off and disappeared into the crowd.

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After pushing through the crowds, Orion finally exited the tower and arrived at the half-disc-like structure.

However, what he saw outside shocked him to the core.

He saw a dragon—not just any dragon but a three-headed one. It was covered in dark purple and bluish scales all over its body. Its six eyes shone with deadly red light and its size was almost the size of him when he transformed into a colossal titan in Aethelgard City.

The three heads of the dragon released black flames continuously atop the tower.

"Demon race! They are from the demon race!"

At that moment, Orion suddenly heard a shout from behind and turned to see that it was Loren Grimwolf, followed by Fixen Silverflame.

'Demon race?'

He frowned, looking around, when his eyes caught sight of what was happening at the adjacent disc.

SHAP!

The demon was cut into two, and only a moment later, its body turned into a pool of blood and fell to the manmade floor atop the disc.

After killing the first one, he went towards the second demon and swung his sword at him.

SHAP!

That demon, too, faced the same result as the last one.

'Most of them are at the iron rank, while some are at the silver rank.'

Orion thought as he swung his sword to clean off the dark blue blood staining its blade.

'Let's kill them fast.'

He swiftly moved towards another demon and killed him, then quickly advanced to the next one. His movements were fluid and precise; each strike was deadly and efficient. He continued this relentless assault, cutting down demons one after another, until everyone on the disc noticed him.

"Hey, look at that guy. He is killing the demons so easily."

"Yeah, I noticed him, and looking at his build, he appears quite young."

"Is he someone from the seven Magi families?"

"Maybe or maybe not. This kid is wearing a mask so I think he didn't want anyone to know about his identity."

"I know him! He is the one who wanted to try the Lottery of Fortune and Misfortunes. What did he say his name was? Curse Lord. Yeah, he said his name was Curse Lord."

"Curse Lord. Using an alias. This kid sure is not leaving any traces of his identity."

They were surprised by how easily he was killing them. It gave them a feeling as if Orion weren't cutting demons but vegetables.

Fixen and Loren, too, noticed him, and they looked at each other in surprise. They knew almost every young generation of kid who could have this level of strength but to their surprise, they didn't know him at all. It was as if he appeared out of nowhere.

"Fixen, do you know this guy?" Loren asked.

"No, I don't know him," Fixen said, shaking his head. "It's my first time seeing him."

Loren frowned. It was also his first time seeing him and as far as he could remember, there wasn't anyone in the elite ranks like him. If there was, he would have known about him.

"Let's kill the demons first," Fixen said seriously. "We will come to this Curse Lord, later."

Loren nodded and was about to continue killing the demons when a terrifying roar sounded.

"ROOOAAARR!"