I Can Copy Curses

Chapter 310: 310. Fearing More Than Being Attacked by Platinum Rank Killers

Orion nodded and said, "Well, I also believe the platinum rank killers aren’t that powerful. Since no one is left in the villa, they could have already come and killed us, but they are waiting for us to step outside. This means they’re afraid to fight us when we’re gathered together. I think when we go outside, we’ll be entering their territory, where they’ll be ready to launch a sneak attack.

So, I believe it’s a good opportunity for us to go out there and surprise them."

He looked at the others and added, "We shouldn’t waste any more time. When the battle begins, one of us can slip away and contact the guild. How does that sound?"

"Doable," Erza said, turning to Victor and Henry. "What do you guys think?"

"I’m alright with it," Victor nodded.

Henry gritted his teeth but also nodded. Realizing that waiting would do them no good, he decided to gamble and fight the killers waiting outside.

"Alright, we’ll proceed with the plan when Roman and Rudy get back," Erza said.

Not long after, Roman and Rudy returned with dejected expressions. "There’s no one in the villa. We checked every corner and found no one," Roman said, sounding disheartened.

Erza sighed and said to them, "We have to go outside and fight those two platinum rank killers."

Roman and Rudy were shocked at first, but seeing everyone’s resolute expressions, they helplessly nodded.

"Before we go, let’s arrange a battle formation," Victor suggested. "Since these two platinum rank killers are like a boss to us in a dungeon, we might as well organize ourselves for their attack."

Erza thought for a moment and nodded. "You’re the best strategist here, so you suggest the roles for each of us."

Victor nodded and considered it for a moment. "I need someone fast, who can move from the back of the group to the front in seconds."

"That would be me." Both Orion and Mark stepped forward at the same time, exchanging a sneer.

Victor nodded. "Orion, your role will be at the back of the group. If an attack comes from behind, warn the others and help with your speed."

Turning to Mark, he added, "You’ll be at the front, helping others if they’re attacked or fighting the killers."

Orion and Mark nodded lightly.

"I, Henry, and Erza will stand at the front to confront the attack from the two platinum rank killers. The rest of you will be behind us," Victor said, concluding his plan.

"This is the best I could come up with. It’s a loose formation, but it’s also very suitable in this case. What do you all think?"

"It’s good," Erza agreed.

Henry sighed and nodded.

"Josh, we’re leaving now, so don’t try anything funny. Stay in a defensive mode. If you help the assassins in any way, my sword will chop off your head next time. Understand?" Orion glared at Josh, threatening him.

Josh gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Let’s go then," Erza said, turning to Victor and Henry. They nodded and walked toward the exit of the garden with their guilds, Erza leading her members.

As they left the villa and the surrounding garden, they moved into the formation Victor had planned.

However, as soon as they stepped out, a dense, eerie fog rolled in, thickening the night and worsening their already precarious situation. The darkness was suffocating, with the fog obscuring their vision even further, making every shadow seem like a potential threat.

Orion, stationed at the very back of the group, remained vigilant, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings for any hint of a sneak attack. Behind him, Hayley and several of the strongest members of the Lords Guild and Black Reaper Guild moved cautiously, with Roman and Rudy among them.

Reilly and the other members followed closely behind, while up at the front, Erza, Henry, Victor, and Mark led the way. Mark, like Orion, had the freedom to move as the situation demanded, his role fluid in the event of an ambush.

Their progress was slow and deliberate, tension hanging in the air as they made their way through the narrow path that led to the parking lot, a kilometer away. Each step was measured, every noise scrutinized, as they knew killers could strike at any moment from within the obscuring fog.

Orion continued scanning the surroundings for danger. Beside him was Tracy and some other guild members.

"Big brother, we’ll be okay, right?" Tracy asked quietly in a low voice only Orion could hear.

Orion sighed. Until now, he hadn’t feared the platinum rank killers, but hearing Tracy’s words made anxiety tug at him.

"We’ll be fine," Orion replied quietly.

However, as soon as he said that, he spun around and saw a golden beam of light coming from behind.

"We’re being attacked!"

He shouted to warn the others, drawing his sword and moving toward the golden beam of light.

At that moment, the golden beam had come so close that it illuminated the surroundings, catching everyone’s attention.

"Curse Transformation!"

Orion immediately activated his sub-ability, Curse Transformation of the Stormcaller curse, channeling its power into his sword just as the golden beam of light hurtled toward him.

With a swift swing, his blade met the radiant beam, and the impact unleashed a furious storm of wind in every direction. The golden cascade of light crackled and surged, clashing violently with Orion’s storm-infused strike, filling the air with a blinding display of power.

Feeling the golden beam beginning to weaken, Orion acted quickly. He deactivated Curse Transformation in an instant, allowing the force of the attack to propel him backward.

His body shot through the air at high speed, and when he hit the ground, his feet dug into the concrete path, skidding as he slid to a stop. Deep grooves were left in his wake, but he had positioned himself perfectly—right in front of his group as he came to stop.

He did this intentionally, masking his true strength. By letting the force of the attack push him back, he ensured that no one would suspect he could easily withstand the full brunt of a Platinum rank expert’s strike.

To the others, it appeared as though he had been overwhelmed by the sheer power of the beam, retreating just in time to avoid being seriously injured.

In reality, he had gauged the attack perfectly, knowing he could have taken it head-on without issue. But keeping that hidden was all part of his plan.

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