I Can Copy Curses

Everyone was horrified when they saw the masked figure really kill Ethan's group of four. They had the backing of the powerful Dungeon Management Association, yet the hooded figure didn't hesitate to eliminate them.

"It's done," the masked figure sighed in relief and turned to address the crowd. "Should I kill all of you too? At least that way, nobody would blame their deaths on me."

His words made the crowd tremble in fear. Even Emily clenched her fists tightly, her face covered in sweat. As strong as she was, she knew she was no match for the hooded figure.

'No one here can match him,' she thought, her heart heavy with dread.

"Ah, I was just kidding. No need to worry, haha," the masked figure chuckled. "My task here is done. See ya."

With that, the masked man disappeared from the dungeon, leaving a trembling crowd sighing in relief.

Emily also calmed down after he left, but she knew the deaths of the four from the Dungeon Management Association would bring endless trouble.

The Celestial Court and Archons would definitely be angered, and all the people in the dungeon would be dragged into the nightmare that would follow.

A storm that would soon envelop the entire Magus Kingdom was upon them, with them at its center.

'But who was he?' Emily wondered. She had never heard of anyone entering a dungeon with strength that clearly exceeded its limits. But she didn't dwell on it and focused on the task at hand.

Looking at the nervous crowd, she said, "Let's leave the dungeon. But remember this—if the people from the Dungeon Management Association ask what happened, be sure to tell them what you saw, lest you want to regret it."

The crowd nodded heavily. They understood the power behind the four was immense, so they couldn't afford to lie.

Seeing the crowd calm down after a while, Emily said, "Let's go."

She took the lead and left the boss room, followed by the other platinum rank experts. The crowd exited soon after, leaving only the silver-haired man standing there.

"They are dead, they are really dead..." he muttered to himself, his eyes wide with terror. "Archons... this world shall know the wrath of Archons once again."

He sighed and left as well.

***

After leaving the dungeon, everyone headed straight towards the entrance. Since this dungeon was an open dungeon, the portal leading outside appeared at the entrance.

Soon, they reached their destination and saw some people already there, but they weren't surprised. Not many had the courage to enter a boss room, so many waited where the portal would appear. This was common in dungeons.

Emily immediately searched for Orion but found no trace of him.

"He's not here," she frowned, concerned.

She decided to wait, thinking he might have gone to hunt monsters to level up.

Meanwhile, people started to leave the dungeon one by one. Soon, only the platinum rank experts remained.

"Who?!" the middle-aged man suddenly shouted, looking behind him.

Not just him, everyone felt as if someone had just touched their back.

"What was that?" a platinum rank expert asked feeling very strange about what happened just now.

"I don't know. It felt like someone touched my back, but there was no one there," said the middle-aged man.

"Me too, I also felt as if someone touched me from behind."

"I felt the same."

The remaining people looked at each other not sure what happened just now.

"Could it be that masked guy?" The middle aged man speculated.

Everyone sweated as they heard him. To be touched by a killer who didn't even bat an eye to kill people from the Dungeon Management Association was like being touched by death itself.

Emily frowned, looking at them. She hadn't experienced anything like that so she couldn't understand what they were talking about.

Though she did heard everyone's shout which made her feel very suspicious about this whole situation.

As more time passed, some platinum rank experts began to leave, leaving only those with good connections to Emily.

"Big Sis!" a shout sounded from the distance, and a figure could be seen approaching.

Hearing the voice, Emily's frown eased, and she sighed in relief.

"Where were you?" she asked Orion angrily when he arrived in front of her.

"Haha, I was hunting wolves, trying to level up to the peak of the iron rank," Orion said, embarrassed.

Emily took a deep breath and calmed down. As much as she wanted to scold him, she knew this wasn't the right time or place.

"Keep quiet the whole time we are outside, understand?" she said solemnly.

Orion nodded but asked in confusion, "What happened?"

"You'll know after we leave. But remember not to utter a single word out there," she warned him again.

Orion nodded.

"Alright, let's leave now," she said to Orion and the few others who were with her.

Everyone nodded and walked into the portal, disappearing from the dungeon.

***

Outside the hilly region of the dungeon, many people stood with their faces covered in sweat. These were the same people who had left the dungeon but couldn't leave until it fully closed. This was the rule in any dungeon: one couldn't leave the dungeon area if all the people hadn't left or if the dungeon hadn't fully closed.

For those who knew what had transpired inside, waiting felt like an eternity.

Soon, Orion also appeared outside the dungeon. Seeing the anxious crowd, he understood there might be some procedure needed before they could leave the area.

"Let's wait for the dungeon to close," Emily said to the people who had come with her.

They nodded and stood aside with the crowd, waiting for the dungeon to close down.

At this moment, Everyone's attention was drawn to the void shuttle in the distance. It was the same void shuttle that Carl and the others had arrived in.

They were all staring at the void shuttle, hoping that the three old men who came with Carl's group wouldn't come out.

They were outside when they entered the dungeon but nowhere to be seen when they left, so everyone concluded they must be inside their void shuttle.

But at that moment, the thing the crowd feared the most happened.

The entrance to the void shuttle opened, and three old men walked outside. Their presence immediately silenced the crowd, a palpable tension filling the air.