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This is... a curse!
Yi Lin's expression froze, and the Apostle Panel he had just closed swiftly reopened.
"Indeed, there's nothing."
On the Apostle Panel, aside from the accumulated 4 layers of Blood Intent, there were no other strange BUFFs.
Suddenly.
Yi Lin's ears echoed with Calypso's shrill roar before she completely vanished.
"Outsider, I curse you."
"No matter where you go, no matter where you are, no matter which timespace you're in, I, Calypso, curse you with my life."
"I curse your body to wither like a corpse, to rot like a seamonster. I, Calypso, curse your soul to be plagued by nightmares day and night. You will meet the most wretched fate, from which you cannot escape—you can't outpace it, you can't outrun it—"
This was Calypso's final curse.
Calypso, as the most terrible embodiment of curses in the Caribbean Sea, unleashed a curse filled with her deep hatred just before her death, fearful to such an extent.
