Chapter 837 - 830: Dream Curse

Chapter 837: Chapter 830: Dream Curse

Luluno maintained a stiff smile on his face.

He hadn’t interacted with Zhou Yuanjue much, so how could he have kept anything from him? The chat logs in his True Talisman were the most personal things related to Zhou Yuanjue he could offer. He couldn’t exactly whip out their monthly transfer records, could he?

However, right after, he saw the smile on the other party’s face freeze, causing his heart to pound wildly.

"Are the chat logs really not enough? I’m dead meat this time," he thought in panic.

To his surprise, however, the expression on Heimeng’s face only froze for a moment before returning to an amiable smile.

"Chat logs are perfectly fine. Please transfer them to my True Talisman," Heimeng said with a smile.

"Huh?" Luluno froze for a second before hurriedly replying, "Okay, okay."

He activated the face-to-face transfer function of his True Talisman and sent the relevant chat logs to Heimeng.

"Alright, thank you very much for your help. If there’s nothing else, you may leave," Heimeng said after receiving the logs.

"Eh?" What was going on? Was the other party really going to let him off so easily? Luluno felt uncertain.

"Do you perhaps wish to stay and discuss something else with me? You are more than welcome to." Heimeng looked at him, feigning confusion.

"No, no, no. I’ll leave you to your business." Luluno forced a smile, turned around, and quickly hurried away. As he left, he remained terrified.

"Will he take the chance to kill me while my back is turned?" he wondered. "Did a simple chat log really satisfy him?"

He couldn’t fully relax until he was back in the safe zone. After all, when dealing with a big shot like that, even being in the safe zone didn’t guarantee true safety.

Meanwhile, Heimeng watched Luluno’s panicked retreating back with an amused expression. Unless necessary, he had little interest in dealing with such trash. Moreover, while the item provided wasn’t completely satisfactory, it was at least usable.

In Leyuan, the principle behind True Talisman messaging was actually similar to will transmission. The only difference was that the True Talisman used a special method to infinitely expand the range of the will transmission, but its core essence remained unchanged. In other words, despite the encrypted processing of the True Talisman, the essence of the chat logs was still a form of will transmission, retaining the sender’s will frequency information.

"Although it’s not ideal, this ’clue’ should be enough," Heimeng murmured, a faint smile appearing on his lips as he pulled up the chat logs Luluno had sent him.

Curse Techniques were an incredibly bizarre type of ability. However, upon deeper analysis, their underlying principles were not actually that complicated.

The world as seen through the eyes of a Curse Master was completely different from what normal lifeforms saw. If this world were compared to a computer game, the world seen by normal lifeforms would be the character models—the seemingly realistic environments. But in the eyes of Curse Masters, what they saw was raw data.

This world was woven from countless data-like "threads." Those things that appeared to have no connection whatsoever might reveal an intrinsic link once the intricate threads were dissected. Those great Curse Masters could even trace the connections between the "cause" and "effect" of a certain person or event out of thin air, and could even predict the future.

Of course, with Heimeng’s current abilities, he couldn’t achieve such a feat. He couldn’t even instantly find the specific thread he needed among the countless threads. Therefore, he needed a "clue" to find the "end" of the intricately woven threads.

It could be a sentence, an object, or a frequency band. It could be tangible, intangible, or even purely symbolic. Ideally, it would be a "clue" that acted directly upon the target, as its efficacy would be much stronger.

For example, the "promises" those candidates had made to him not long ago became strong "clues" linking him to each of them. Through these clues, he could cast the corresponding "Curse Techniques." That is to say, by plucking the threads that made up the various elements of the world, he could produce all kinds of effects.

The reason he was able to kill candidates within the safe zone was because of his clever plucking of the "threads." He caused their bodies to kill themselves through various "accidents" involving immunity, Energy circulation, and so on, thereby evading the penalty rules of the safe zone.

Naturally, this method of influence could only be used on those with slightly weaker strength. If the target was too powerful, it would be difficult to succeed.

"Since you want to hide in your shell like a coward and refuse to leave the safe zone, I’ll just have to test the waters myself."

A smile touched the corner of Heimeng’s lips. He arrived at a secluded spot outside the safe zone, opened his black robes, and drew out a silver short knife covered in black runic patterns.

SLASH!! SLASH!!

He abruptly slashed open both his wrists with the silver dagger.

GUSH!! GUSH!!

Blood instantly spilled from his wrists. He slowly sat down, crossed his legs, and placed his hands on the ground, allowing the blood to flow freely.

The flowing blood seemed to have a life of its own, weaving and combining across the ground on its own accord to form an extremely complex Rune System that surrounded Heimeng’s body. A peculiar Power flowed out of his body. In those pitch-black eyes, the world completely changed its appearance.

It was a world woven from countless colors.

At the same time, the glowing screen of the chat logs before him—specifically, the thread representing Zhou Yuanjue’s will frequency—faintly connected to a certain spot within the safe zone.

"Found you..." Heimeng’s smile grew wider and wider. "Well, it’s not easy to make a move inside the safe zone, and this opponent isn’t the type who can be accidentally killed through a Curse Technique.

"Therefore, the best method should be to strike from the level of consciousness.

"I’ll transfer his consciousness to a place where the rules of the safe zone cannot protect him.

"Let me personally weave a ’nightmare’ for you."

SWISH SWISH SWISH!!

In that world of threads visible only to Curse Masters, countless black threads spilled out from Heimeng’s nose and mouth, swirling above his body. These black threads constantly knotted and wove together, seemingly forming something new.

Finally, he sent the thread belonging to Zhou Yuanjue from the chat logs into the "ball of yarn" woven from the black threads.

Black Curse Technique: Dream Curse!

Inside a safe house within the safe zone.

Zhou Yuanjue, who was in a state of seclusion for Cultivation, suddenly felt a jolt in his brain. His Spirit fell into a trance, and the entire room began to change.

Countless black threads surged out endlessly from the surrounding walls, tangling and weaving, making everything look incredibly alien, as if he had fallen into another world.