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They discovered that countless hands were reaching out from the floor.
One of the hands gripped Ron's ankle tightly.
Ron broke free from those hands, but even more hands rushed toward him.
"Damn it, these guys are really troublesome."
Ron clenched his fists and rushed forward, intending to smash the cabin to pieces.
With the power of the spell, Ron quickly smashed a large hole in the cabin.
I didn't expect it to be so easy this time.
When he finally came out into the world, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
But when Ron saw what was in his eyes, his heart tightened again.
It's pitch black outside now, you can't see your hand in front of your face.
This is obviously not normal.
When I arrived it was still morning, but now it looks like it's already evening.
Ron looked around in surprise. There seemed to be nothing around him, only darkness.
What on earth is going on? Ron was shocked.
I never expected the curse I encountered this time to be so powerful; the illusions it created were just too real.
"I never expected you to dare come here alone."
Should I admire your courage, or laugh at your foolishness?
That voice echoed in Ron's ears.
But Ron had no idea where the person speaking was.
He looked around, and there was nothing but darkness.
Ron was very nervous at that moment.
No matter who the opponent was, you could always see their figure.
At least there's still a chance to fight back.
But now, apart from this little cabin, Ron has no idea where the curse is hiding.
"Where are you? Get out here!"
Ron shouted.
He had concentrated all his magical power into his fist.
As long as the opponent shows up, he will definitely kill them with one blow.
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But the shadowy figure could clearly sense Ron's thoughts, and he hesitated to show himself.
And the huge wooden house began to shake violently once again.
"If you want to know where I am, come find me."
The sound kept echoing in Ron's ears, sharp and piercing.
This upset Ron.
Ron rushed into the cabin.
He always felt that the other person must be near this wooden house, or even possibly inside it.
However, the opponent was adept at concealing his presence, so Ron couldn't detect him in a short time.
When Ron rushed into the cabin, he was suddenly stunned.
The scene inside was completely different from what I had seen before.
The wooden house doesn't look big, but now it seems to be winding and twisting.
It seems there are countless passages, but I don't know where they lead.
The wooden house seemed to have suddenly increased in size by dozens of times, and now it looks more like a complex network of tunnels.
"Several people have died at my hands."
You'll probably be next.
"You dare to come to my turf? You've got some nerve."
The voice kept echoing in Ron's ears, but Ron could never find the person who spoke.
"Where is he? That damn guy."
In this environment, Ron was inevitably flustered and unable to calm down and think things through.
Even though he was moving very fast, the sound still echoed in his ears.
It was as if he were right in front of her.
Even knowing that it might all be an illusion, Ron still had to keep walking through the passage.
Sometimes hallucinations may not be hallucinations at all, and Ron dared not be the slightest bit overconfident.
Don't waste your energy.
You have no chance of escaping my grasp.
There was a hint of mockery in that voice.
As he was moving frantically, Ron suddenly realized that even at his speed, the other person could still be beside him.
Either the other party is also very fast and can catch up with you, then the other party is everywhere.
Could it be.
The cabin is the embodiment of that curse.
Thinking of this, Ron suddenly became alert.
If we want to defeat them, we may have to destroy this cabin.
But now it seems he has entered another dimension, and he can't find a way out at all.
Ron calmed himself down and stopped listening to the other person's seductive voice.
He quickly concentrated his magical power into his fist.
He slammed his fist into the wooden board next to him.
He used all his strength in that punch, and he was convinced that he could destroy the wooden board.
But Ron was surprised to find that his punch seemed to have missed.
The immense energy struck nothing, disappearing without a trace, like mud sinking into the sea.
The plank remained in front of him.
"Damn it, this guy is such a headache, why is he so weird?"
Ron had never encountered a curse like this before.
Just then, the wooden planks on both sides began to converge on Ron.
This sense of oppression kept coming.
Ron quickened his pace.
He must escape when the two planks completely overlap.
Suddenly, a series of explosions rang out from all directions.
Ron saw a flash of cold light, as if someone was rushing this way.
He was somewhat surprised; who would come here at this hour?
In that instant, the image of Naizi suddenly flashed through his mind.
Then he saw a strange figure holding two long knives, hacking at the small wooden house.
The man seemed to have noticed Ron's presence as well. He turned around and glanced at Ron, a look of surprise on his face.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
The man asked in a cold voice.
Ron said, "I'm a student at the academy, and I'm here to break this curse."
"Students from the academy?" The man paused for a moment, then smiled and said.
"You're really bold; this is one of the most troublesome curses."
Why did you come here? Did your teacher really let you come here alone?
Ron shook his head and said.
"The teacher didn't know that this was a decision I made myself."
But then the man suddenly spoke.