I Can Copy Curses

Orion flew through the air toward the group when he suddenly stopped as a notification appeared in front of his eyes, followed by a list of names.

[The rankings have been announced. They are based on the number of kills and don't necessarily contribute to anything. It's just to show the audience who the strongest individual in Dreamshore is.]

He had known a ranking would be announced soon, so the notification didn't surprise him. However, the ranking list itself almost shocked him to the core.

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1. Zeref - 323

2. Alex Cooper - 30

3. Mark Prince - 27

4. Gemivi Loren - 25

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6. Ray Wiser - 17

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Orion's eyes widened as they scanned the list, landing on the number one name—Zeref. The sheer disparity between Zeref's kill count and the others was staggering. Nearly three hundred kills in such a short span of time—it was absurd. No one else even came close.

A sense of disbelief washed over Orion. He knew his own capabilities well enough to understand that, with his cheat-like abilities and powerful area-of-effect attacks, he could potentially rack up a similar body count.

His curses granted him overwhelming destructive force, making mass slaughter almost effortless if he chose to go that route. But what about Zeref? What kind of abilities did this man possess to outpace everyone so decisively?

"Who is he? His strength might be on par with mine!"

Orion thought, but decided not to dwell on it. He knew they were bound to meet sooner or later—it was only a matter of time.

With that, Orion headed in the direction where he had sensed people earlier. Flying through the air, he arrived at a rectangular park in the middle of a city. Flowers of various colors bloomed around a small pond, where ducks swam peacefully on the surface.

At this moment, a group of ten participants was fighting among themselves. Orion didn't recognize any of them. None were from Planet Nio, and even if one of them had been someone he knew, he doubted he would spare them.

"An easy few kill points—" Orion was about to attack when something caught his attention—a flicker of red light. His eyes narrowed as he noticed small, glowing red knives materializing behind the necks of each participant.

Before he could react, the knives moved with blinding speed. In a single, synchronized motion, they sliced cleanly through the throats of every participant. There was no sound—just the eerie stillness as heads detached and tumbled to the ground. The sheer precision and cold efficiency of the strike left Orion stunned.

It was over in an instant, the battlefield now littered with the headless bodies of those who had been alive moments before and only a moment later these headless bodies with their heads disappeared from the battlefield.

"That's one clean way to kill," Orion muttered in surprise. The attack was silent and flawless; none of the participants had seen it coming.

Just then, Orion's eyes narrowed as he sidestepped swiftly to his right. A knife passed through the spot where he had just been standing—a small, red, glowing knife.

"Killing me won't be this easy," Orion chuckled, looking around for the hidden attacker.

He couldn't spot the assailant yet, but he was sure they were nearby. There was no way someone could control the knives from afar.

Suddenly, another knife materialized in front of him.

"Huh?"

Orion quickly glanced around and saw knives appearing on all sides—front, back, left, and right. One appeared above him, and another below. He was completely surrounded by six knives, each emitting a deadly aura.

In no time, the six red knives moved toward him, aiming for his vital points.

Orion sneered, and a spiral of wind began to swirl around his body. The wind spun so rapidly it formed a sphere, with Orion at its center. When the six knives reached the swirling winds, they were deflected and blown away in random directions.

"Interesting," Orion muttered, scanning the park for the attacker. He knew they couldn't be far.

"I say, come out and we'll have a fair duel!" Orion shouted, but there was no response.

Swish! Clang!

At that moment, another knife came flying toward his neck from behind, but Orion blocked it with his sword just in time.

"You're quite good at blocking my knives so swiftly and effectively," a voice echoed from behind.

Orion sensed a presence and turned to see a triangular-faced young man with long black hair covering one of his eyes. The man looked at Orion as if observing an interesting test subject.

"So, it was you attacking everyone sneakily," Orion said with a smile.

The attacker smiled and bowed slightly before introducing himself. "I am Michael. And you?"

Orion, intrigued by the introduction, responded, "I am Ray Wiser. But why reveal yourself? If you had stayed hidden, I'd have needed time to find you. You could've attacked me multiple times."

Michael smiled craftily. "My way of hunting is honorable. I can kill as many as I want from a distance, hidden away safely. But when I meet a worthy opponent, I reveal myself and introduce myself before finishing them. That is my way of hunting."

Orion raised his brows, clearly not expecting such an answer.

"So, you're confident you can kill me, even after seeing me remain unharmed by your earlier attacks?" Orion asked with a smile, surprised by the man's confidence.

"That's why I'm here," Michael replied with a sly grin. "The closer I am to my knives, the more powerful they become and the more control I have over them."

He continued, "You're worthy enough for me to come here myself. It's an honor for both of us."

Orion nodded in understanding. "Then come on and attack me. Let's see if you're worthy enough for me or not."

"I've already attacked," Michael said with a smirk.

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