About an hour or so of constantly checking all the new curses, he finally sorted out the good ones.
'There are seven of them.'
He was a bit surprised that the number of useful curses was more than what he had expected, but he wasn't complaining.
The more curses, the better.
The only problem he had, or would be having, was the limit to the number of curses he could have in iron rank.
When he was in bronze rank, he unknowingly crossed the limit of the number of curses his body at that time could hold, resulting in him losing his consciousness due to a wave of intense negativity flooding his head.
He still shivered, remembering how painful and disturbing that experience was, and he definitely wouldn't want to go through something like that ever again.
'I can copy as many curses as I want, but I can't activate them all.'
He recalled that it was a curse he activated at that time that caused him to reach the limit.
