The Strongest Curse Master-Chapter 413: Curse Unveiling and Suppression Prison
Chapter 413: Curse Unveiling and Suppression Prison
Nodding at his captain, the squinty-eyed Banner produced a cannon that looked very much like a regular military RPG out of thin air. However, it had no warhead load. Its chamber was empty, yet he positioned it on his shoulder, ready to fire at his captain’s command.
‘5 clicks, southeast,’ David informed Banner, sensing a small curse entity heading their way at a constant but high speed.
‘Be more precise dickhead,’ Banner remarked even though he faced the cannon southeast and use the scope mounted on it find the hostile David reported and neutralize it.
‘Why did you bring the scope for, then?’ David argued, ignoring his colleague’s annoyance at him half-assing his job.
‘What the fuck is that? Is that a bird? A drone?’ Banner wondered, having located the hostile. It looked like an Owl, but it had lustrous feathers as if they were made of stainless steel or some similar metal. To his dumbfoundment, it also had a few real feathers among these razor-sharp ones, sticking out like an odd man out. It took him a while, but he guessed it’s a surveillance curse gadget. If this was its crafter’s attempt at disguise, they needed to find a new career.
Considering the direction the drone-type curse gadget was coming from, Banner believed that it came from the patch of land that was protected by the void-tier curse array formation. Coming to this conclusion, he opened fire without hesitation. They did not want to be disturbed until Egger completed his curse ritual and located the people who stole from them.
When Banner’s fingers coiled around the cannon’s trigger, a transparent bubble the size of a shot put ball launched out of the cannon faster than a bullet. In the blink of an eye, its target, the drone-type curse gadget, was trapped within it. No matter how hard the drone struggled, it couldn’t break its bubble prison.
Soon, the bubble vanished and appeared in the orb held by their captain, who asked the duo to continue the good work. He was delighted with their haul. He believed the curse crafter back home would be delighted to see them bring home a drone-type animal-shaped curse gadget from the country know was the leading manufacturer of curse gadgets in both mortal and curse worlds. He was sure they would achieve wonders, reverse engineering this curse gadget.
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“Oh, no! They captured Mr. Birdie,” Dee3 cried in panic while the butterfly cyborg thrumed in shock.
Janice and Delores exchanged a look, asking the other if she knew this Mr. Birdie fellow. They had no idea about Dee3’s cyborg friends. Ace, though, emotionlessly remarked, “I thought you said nobody needs to be a hero today.”
He was more concerned about whether Mr. Birdie was a bird-type cyborg, if yes, which species? He prayed, it wasn’t the majestic golden Eagle or the Hawk or the Owl cyborg. He couldn’t imagine something badass like them living with a name like Mr. Birdie. But knowing Dee3, he knew he would be disappointed.
“Yes, that is why I sent Mr. Birdie. He has the best navigation, stealth, and camouflage-related skills among us. But somehow the attackers not only found him but captured him with some kind of strange curse tool even before he could get to them,” Dee3 explained, why she sent Mr. Birdie on such a risky mission. No one doubted Mr. Birdie’s skills, but Janice couldn’t help but squint her eyes listening to Dee3 say he got caught despite his exceptional stealth and camouflage skills.
“Fortunately for us, Mr. Birdie did not fail in his mission because the attackers are holding Mr. Birdie in a kind of sub-space curse tool. Mr. Birdie has sent me the headshots of the attackers he spotted using our private network. There are four of them. I ran their faces through all the known watchlists, both local and international government databases, and I found nothing on them. It’s as if they don’t exist. Either their identities were purposefully erased, or they are from the ‘World of Curses,'” Dee3 informed as soon as she was done running the images of Mr. Bridie’s captors through her proprietary image search software.
“I think I know who they are and what curse dominion we’re dragged into,” Janice said after listening to Dee3’s report.
“I believe they belong to one of the Curse Jihad organizations from the Middle East. These curse terrorists are known to use the acquired-type curse dominion called Curse Unveiling and Suppression Prison. No wonder they were able to catch your drone, Mr. Birdie, despite his exceptional stealth and camouflage skills.
It’s a simple but very versatile acquired-type curse dominion, mostly adopted by garbage Sky-tier curse masters who failed to enlighten with their unique curse dominion.
I believe all four of them synchronized their curse dominion before deploying it simultaneously. As a result, they fused them into one big curse dominion, big enough to cover this entire town. And explaining why it felt overpowered for a Sky-tier curse dominion.
I have no idea why they are attacking this town, but if I had to bet, EAD Matthews would be my safe bet. Also, we don’t have to wait for my family’s reinforcement to deal with these weak-ass Curse Terrorist scums. I hope they belong to a Curse Jihad organization that is on the government’s watchlist. That way, we can be compensated for our troubles to help protect the country from these faithy goat-fucking fanatics,” Janice immediately shared her speculation with the group. She appeared confident enough to gear up and hunt down the attackers all at once.
Unlike Janice, I wasn’t sure the curse terrorists were here for EAD Matthews, as I did have Dame Wasp target the hidden bank accounts, assets, funds, and operations belonging to the curse terrorist organizations to gather money after the online gambling world became more cautious with their operations. This could about that.
Soon, Janice got sidetracked, expressing her hatred for the curse terrorists. So, I swiftly went through the status screen, reading the info on ‘Curse Unveiling and Suppression Prison’ curse dominion that Dame Wasp had Curse toybox byheart.
[ — Status Screen —
Name: Curse Unveiling and Suppression Prison
Type: Acquired-type Curse Dominion
Effect: A simple and versatile curse dominion designed for curse masters who failed to enlighten their own, unique curse dominion. Its main effects are to drag all things with curse energy within the area of effect into the curse dominion.
i) Curse Unveiling: It reveals the location of all things with curse energy in the curse dominion to the curse master. Even allows them to track them in real-time.
ii) Curse Suppression: It cuts off all modes of communication and contacts with the outside world.
iii) Curse Prison: It makes it difficult for those trapped in the curse dominion to navigate within it. Or leave the curse dominion without permission of the curse master. It also protect’s location of the prison warden, the curse master of curse dominion.
iv) Shared Dominion: It allows the curse masters with same curse dominion to fuse their curse dominion with each others curse dominion to form one big curse dominion.
Note:
i) Source: C.I.B and S.S.S archive.
ii) Acquired-type curse dominions and their effects are not as absolute as compared to the Innate-type curse dominions.
iii) Higher-level curse arts and dominions can negate the effects of these curse dominions, based on the tier-level difference.]
“Delores, hurry. Before Ace snipes them all,” Janice urged, seeing Delores not move despite her preparing to go and hunt down the curse terrorists that not only dared to infiltrate their country but also dared to be brazen in her family territory. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
“Wait, I don’t think things are as simple as they appear. I have a feeling about this. Madam Dee3, please show me their images,” Delores remarked grimmly, stopping her impatient young lady and reaching for Dee3’s curse pad. Her experience fighting numerous Curse Terrorists, especially from the Curse Jihad organizations, had taught her never to underestimate them and their conviction to complete their mission even at the cost of their lives. These guys wouldn’t run away mid-fight until they had achieved their objective, even if they were outnumbered or outmatched. They would rather die trying to take out as many enemies or do as much damage to enemy as possible till their last dying breath than retreat home empty-handed. That’s the one thing Delores found she could respect about the Curse Jihadists: They were more loyal to their cause than they were afraid of death.
