I Can Copy Curses

Moreover, after hearing him, Orion felt that this domain was too mysterious. He couldn\'t fathom how, after millions of years, not a single human had ever been able to cast their own domain.

\'It appears I\'ll have to look into the Three Divine Ways in detail.\'

He thought that since this domain was such a powerful technique, he would have to study it thoroughly.

"You are strong. I will give you that." Quent sneered at him at this time. "But in my domain, you are nothing but an ant—an ant that I can kill however I want."

As he uttered those words, the white flames around the dome began to change color to red and started to condense swords—not just one or two swords. Orion saw that hundreds of such transformations were taking place all around the dome.

\'Damn! This is going to be difficult."

Orion cursed when he saw how many swords were being constructed by the red flames around the dome.

\'Is this possible with the strength of the bronze rank?"

He couldn\'t believe that such strength was part of the bronze rank. Constructing hundreds of swords without any sweat and pitting them against one\'s opponent was something he only read in novels on Earth.

As he pondered how to tackle these swords, the construction of hundreds of swords was completed.

Orion saw that his whole surroundings were full of swords. From his back to his front, all around him were only red swords gleaming venemously in the white dome he was in.

Witnessing so many swords around, he could only think of hiding in the other dimension. However, as he activated his curse—Dimensional Dissonance—and used its ability to hop into the other dimension, he found that he couldn\'t enter that dimension. He tried again, but the result was the same as the last time. He just couldn\'t enter the other dimension, no matter how many times he tried.

His face became ugly as he saw that.

"What? Can\'t vanish like last time?" Quent sneered. "You are in my domain, and everything here is under my control. In domains, you can\'t just vanish whenever you want. A domain is something that deals with the rules of space itself, and you can\'t enter another space if you are in someone else\'s domain."

"This is the difference between you and me," he continued, his face full of disdain. "Even though you are as strong as me and, at times, stronger than me, you won\'t ever be able to defeat me—unless and until you cast your own domain against me. But you can\'t. You are just a mere mortal who doesn\'t possess the abilities of a god."

As Orion heard the never-ending chattering of Quent, he frowned. He thought that if what Quent said was true, it would be difficult to kill him in his own domain.

\'It\'s difficult but not impossible.\'

He still had one ability he hadn\'t used against Quent. He had thought that he would use this ability at the last possible moment to catch him off-guard. But it appeared he would have to use that move now.

\'I can use that ability, but can I make it so that he can\'t see how I survive those swords?\'

He didn\'t want to reveal his trump card; that could turn the tide of the battle, so he thought for a moment and came up with a brilliant plan that would enable him to use his curse without letting Quent witness it.

"It\'s time you die," Quent said with a wicked expression.

The moment those words left his mouth, the red swords gleaming all around the white dome suddenly moved towards Orion.

In response, Orion quickly used the curse of Velocity Burst to make a small version of a red spherical ball the size of his fist and slammed it into the ground.

The small area around Orion exploded, and as a result, dust and debris surrounded the whole area, making Orion\'s figure hide in the mask of the dust.

At that moment, the red swords gleaming around rained down upon him.

Seeing that, he quickly used the curse of Dimensional Dissonance and activated its ability to make his body tangible.

Almost instantly, hundreds of swords reached him and passed through his body. Some swords just collided with each other, changing directions, while others just passed right through Orion, ultimately striking the ground.

For a second or two, sounds of swords hitting the ground reverberated throughout the area, but the scream of Orion, whom Quent wanted to hear, didn\'t appear, which made his face turn ugly.

After a moment, all the swords in the white dome embedded themselves in the ground, unable to touch even a hair of Orion, and as a result, the area around Orion, which was already filled with dust, turned even more dusty.

Quent swung his hand at that moment, causing the dust around Orion to blow away.

"Hey, was that supposed to hit me?" Orion teased Quent as he appeared in Quent\'s vision once again.

"What did you do?" Quent asked, his face ugly. "How are you not hit by any of my swords?"

"Who knows?" Orion shrugged at him. "Maybe your swords were too weak to even put a scratch on my skin."

He sneered as he said that. He wanted to keep this ability as mysterious as possible, so he spouted whatever nonsense came to his mind.

A frown appeared on Quent\'s face as he heard Orion. He refused to believe that his attack was too weak to even hurt Orion. He felt that if he were in Orion\'s position, he would be heavily injured, if not dead.

"What else do you have?" Orion asked in a taunting way. "Use whatever you have fast. I don\'t have much time."

He needed Quent to attack him so that he would be able to use his plan effectively and deal with him.

He understood that if he attacked directly, he stood no chance against him in his domain. So, he thought it was better to wait for an opportunity, and what better time would be when Quent would attack?

Therefore, his reason for taunting him.

Moreover, he believed that a god like Quent wouldn\'t just sit around and do nothing when he was taunted by a mere mortal.

"You lowly mortal," Quent said as he trembled in anger when he heard Orion\'s words. "This is the first time I have ever gotten angry in a thousand years, and now you are going to face the consequences of making me angry.

He held his hand high as he said that, and a moment later, black hues of light started to gather from all around his hand.

As time passed, these hues of light gathering around his hand started to condense and transform, ultimately taking the form of a scythe.

The scythe appeared to be a pitch black color, and only the blade at the peak was shining a deep red.

After the transformation was completed, from all around the domain, the white flames covering the dome started to make their way towards Quent, who bathed himself in the white flames. His whole figure started transforming once again. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

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