"Is it you?"
She looked at the other person, her mouth moving but no sound coming out; she could only express her emotions through her eyes.
"Gah!"
A rough, hoarse voice is a characteristic of crows.
The crow chosen by Qin Tan flapped its wings, as if it too was about to disappear.
But all it did was hover in the air for a while before flying towards Qin Tan.
It landed on Qin Tan's shoulder.
Qin Tan's pale face was reflected in his crimson pupils.
"Gah!"
The crow cawed again, and Qin Tan understood what it meant.
It said it was time to go back.
As she watched, the crow disappeared from her shoulder, but this time it was different.
A sharp pain shot through my collarbone; something was surging in.
It wasn't dangerous; on the contrary, it gave her withered and powerless body a renewed surge of strength.
In an instant, Qin Tan understood that this was the true meaning of power.
It's a curse.
The power of this raven represents the power of a curse.
After she realized this, the graveyard turned to ashes before her, and in the blink of an eye, she was back in the manor.
At this moment, she was completely absorbed in her eyes.
Tentacles growing from the giant eyeball are trying to burrow into her body.
Their bodies were deprived of their freedom.
The moment Qin Tan regained consciousness, the other party let out an angry roar.
Qin Tan didn't bother to investigate what the other person was yelling about; instead, she mobilized the new energy within her body.
Splash!
It sounded like chains.
Qin Tan saw that blood-red lines made of cursed power were growing on her arm, and those lines formed a chain that coiled beneath her skin.
Wherever the chains passed, the tentacles were forced to withdraw from their bodies.
This is suppression.
Using this force, Qin Tan pulled himself out of his eyeball.
The moment she regained her freedom, Qin Tan flicked her finger, and the Grim Reaper's Scythe returned to her palm, while the princess landed on her shoulder.
It's on the left.
Qin Tan touched her right collarbone.
It was still hot there, and my skin felt a burning pain.
She pulled down her collar and saw a vivid black raven tattoo on her collarbone.
Especially those blood-red eyes, which flowed with the power of curses, continuously being channeled into her body.
Under Qin Tan's gaze, those eyes shifted slightly.
The other party is alive.
It followed Qin Tan in a way that was different from the princess.
Qin Tan felt at ease.
After gaining the power of the crow, she had a premonition that she could solve the problem of the eyeball in front of her.
This thing doesn't seem to be the original entity that came here.
It's more like a clone, and a clone that can't draw on the power of the original body.
The abilities the opponent has already demonstrated are all they have.
Qin Tan gripped the Grim Reaper's Scythe tightly, and the princess meowed, achieving a perfect resonance with her, her golden eyes reappearing.
The power of the curse, following Qin Tan's wishes, flowed onto the Grim Reaper's Scythe.
The jet-black scythe was like the wings of a raven, but now, those wings were stained crimson.
The curse, like a torrent, was etched onto the scythe of death, amplifying its power.
Qin Tan, wielding the Grim Reaper's Scythe, slashed directly at the eyeball.
When the Grim Reaper's Scythe touched its opponent, it encountered resistance, and the Grim Reaper's Scythe only left a wound on the opponent's body.
Blood splattered from the torn wound.
Tentacles intertwined at the edges, attempting to stitch the wound together.
However, there was always a strange force preventing the other party from healing itself.
It is the power of the curse.
The curse not only prevents their wounds from healing but also erodes their bodies.
This can be achieved simply by inflicting wounds on the enemy.
Qin Tan noticed that deep within that eyeball, a chain representing a curse was swimming like a fish.
She couldn't imagine that if her enemies were those extraordinary individuals, they might not even be a match for her.
The power of the curse is truly heaven-defying.
But Qin Tan liked it very much.
Even though it was her first time obtaining it, she used it with ease.
With the curse at his disposal and the princess present, everything in the manor was within Qin Tan's sight.
Including the strangeness right before our eyes.
The dark lines hanging from the opponent's body were fading in color, signifying the loss of the opponent's power.
The other side is not endless either.
It's more like a balloon filled with air. When it's inflated to its limit, it looks terrifying, but once it starts to leak air, it reveals its deflated state.
Qin Tan pressed his advantage.
The blade pointed with chilling intent.
Under Qin Tan's high-frequency attacks, the eyeball was no match for him.
The babbling continued to haunt Qin Tan.
They were seducing Qin Tan, trying to plunge her into the abyss of despair.
But Qin Tan knew that even if she was in the abyss, she would climb out step by step until she saw the dawn.
The Grim Reaper's Scythe, with its imposing form, brought convenience to Qin Tan.
The cursed scythe is like an upgraded version, now possessing the courage to face the strange creatures it previously dared not resist.
The sharp blade sliced off a large chunk of the opponent's body.
The mutilation of the body caused the other party to emit a sound similar to a wail.
It's high-pitched and unpleasant to hear.
Qin Tan remained unfazed and continued her attack.
Click on the surface.
Qin Tan forcefully chiseled a bloody hole into the eyeball.
As the organization within the other party began to leak out under the erosion of the curse, the eyeball suddenly flew high into the sky.
It looked down at Qin Tan.
Eyes that should have been filled with negative emotions now possessed an almost indifferent clarity.
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