Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three entwining tails split open. One could see a new tail rushing out of her body before it soared into the sky and swayed.
The fourth tail had been awakened. Furthermore, this tail that contained a little purple shade looked extremely dignified.
“It turned out purple,” Serene exclaimed with a crackling voice.
“What does purple mean?” asked Lena.
“The Nine Tails tribe’s awakened tail symbolizes a kind of awakened supernatural power. It changes colors according to different attributes and levels. Purple ranks second, indicating that the level of the awakened supernatural power is very high.”
Alex and Lena did not know much about the Nine-Tails tribe. In fact, they had heard about the specifics before. Alex was more concerned about her face.
Consequently, he turned around, only to find that Frostine’s disfigured face had returned to normal state. When she awakened the fourth tail, all her wounds had recovered, perfect as before.
“Senior, how are you?” Alex went forward and asked her.
Frostine opened her eyes and touched her face at once. “My face…”
Alex said, “Don’t worry. You’ve recovered. You look prettier than before.”
“Is that… so?”
She had a makeup mirror in her storage ring. It was a woman’s essential treasure. How could a woman who set store by her appearance not have a mirror?
After taking a glance at it, Frostine heaved a sigh of relief. If she were to be disfigured, she would be ashamed to face anyone.
Alex said, “Perhaps she really could not act of her own volition! She was being controlled!”
Cecilia looked at Alex. Her eyes looked complicated.
“Alex, my grandma has cast the Witch Curse on you! This Witch Curse on the chest is practically incurable!”
Right after Cecilia finished her speech, the few people were anxious. Frostine, lying in front of Alex, carefully looked at those strange curse patterns. “What will happen to someone under the Witch Curse?”
Cecilia said, “He will be very miserable. My father died under the Witch Curse. The members of the Witch Cult could find him and control him via the Witch Curse. And, if he resists, his entire body will suffer severe pain, and his wounds will fester like being bitten by myriads of snakes. Eventually, he will turn into a pile of goo.”
Speaking of that, Cecilia trembled all over.
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