"Save me, save me! As long as I don't die, once I return, I will pray and burn incense for you every day!"
The death of an ordinary man triggered panic, and restlessness appeared among the crowd, with many people starting to scream; the atmosphere of fear spread quickly.
None of these people had imagined that even after the members of the Curse Gate were repelled, the misfortune upon them was not dispelled, and death was still imminent.
Spurt! Crack! Boom!
In just a moment, another person exploded, similarly transforming into black curse power that was absorbed by the Black Stele.
"How can this be?" Xu Qianwu was shocked.
Fang Ying was equally stunned, "What on earth is this Black Stele? Why is it so bizarre?"
Xiao Mu opened his spiritual eye and saw everything clearly, all the people from the human world (including the Mutated Beings captured in this task) were forced to sit cross-legged beneath the Black Stele in the square.
