Contain the Source of the Curse

Lint's eyeballs originally had the ability to hold.

　　The Dark Bound Pupil was the power that was lodged in the eyeball.

　　Essentially, the power that was lodged within the Dark Binding Pupil was no different from the power of the curse.

　　If the eyeballs were used as containers to hold the power of the curse.

　　And the Dark Binding Pupil could also be used as a suppressing power over the other eyeballs.

　　It might work!

　　Before the life and death crisis, Lint didn't have much of a choice.

　　"Come here for me!"

　　The pitch blackness within the Dark Binding Pupil reached its peak, and a thick black python kept churning inside.

　　Gray cursed power wrapped tightly under the pitch-black python, dragging it towards the location of the eyeball.

　　Perhaps it was because of the use of the Dark Binding Pupil within the body.

　　The consumption of the Dark Binding Pupil was far lower than the consumption of controlling an enemy with the Dark Binding Pupil.

　　Otherwise, according to the consumption of controlling an enemy, Lint wouldn't have lasted long enough for Lord Flesh Touch to save himself before he was smoked into dried squid silk.

　　Along with the full power of the Dark Binding Pupil, the overloaded dark energy absorbed by the Touch of Darkness and the Touch of Flesh was consumed at a rapid pace.

　　As if there was a rope that entangled all the internal organs in the body, it kept dragging and pulling.

　　Pain constantly refreshed Lint's upper limit.

　　But Lint was in pain and pleasure at this moment.

　　It certainly wasn't because he was a Shivering M, but because he saw the hope of living.

　　The cursed power was entangled and moved little by little.

　　Until, a thick black python wrapped around each other and continuously squeezed the cursed power inwards.

　　The almost half-dead Lint's body was once again devastated.

　　The power of the curse was finally compressed into a small ball of gray energy.

　　Like a gray pearl, the turbid gray gas inside was constantly moving.

　　Such a small mass of cursed power, but it symbolized the curse of [Source of Curse lv7].

　　"Get in there for me!"

　　As the black python lashed out, it drilled into one of Lint's spare eyeballs.

　　The gray power of the curse was dragged into the eyeball along with it.

　　The pupil power quickly flared up, turning into a thin black thread that wrapped around the gray curse power.

　　The black python, on the other hand, burrowed out of the eyeball as if it were firmly binding it.

　　Stormy dark energy erupted within the eyeball, furiously pouring out the power of the curse.

　　"Drink!"

　　Lint wouldn't let the power of the curse break free.

　　Otherwise, all previous efforts would be lost, and Lint wouldn't have the ability to accomplish it again.

　　The pupil power of the other six eyeballs all broke away from the eyeballs and surged towards this one eyeball in unison, turning inward with all its might and suppressing it towards the power of the curse.

　　It was a desperate attempt, but the big deal was death!

　　The power of the curse flew to erode the eyeball that held him, while the gathered pupil power, with all its might, suppressed the power of the curse.

　　[Proficiency reached, Curse Resistance lv4 raised to Curse Resistance lv5!!!]

　　Along with the Curse Endurance being raised again, Lint gradually gained a slight advantage.

　　Stall, just stall!

　　As long as he didn't die, even if he was in a sorry state, the only one who would survive would be him!

　　And as long as live!

　　The inside of his eyes was so hot that it felt like a red-hot iron ball had been shoved into them.

　　The iron ball kept expanding and was about to explode along with his body at any moment.

　　Only, nowadays, this level of pain was insignificant to Lint.

　　He had already been tortured into a ghost by the pain!

　　Ghosts weren't afraid of pain!

　　Several forces continued to compress within the eyeballs, which were eroded by the curse and stitched up by the pupil power.

　　All of these changes, then, were all locked firmly within the eyeball by the power of the Dark Binding.

　　At this moment, this eyeball, it was no surprise that it might condense into some strange stone.

　　[Proficiency reached, Dark Binding Pupil lv5 raised to Dark Binding Pupil lv6]

　　Along with the level increase of the Dark Binding Pupil, the pitch-black python wrapped around the eyeball came to life a few more times.

　　The entire eyeball hosting the Dark Binding Pupil was almost dyed pitch-black.

　　Suppress it for me!

　　At this moment, Lint's body seemed to have turned into a giant engine.

　　The Dark Touch and Flesh Touch were desperately providing energy.

　　And the rest of the body, all of them were overloaded at all costs.

　　Pressing the huge, constant stream of dark energy, all of it towards the power of the curse.

　　The overloaded body almost turned into a large half of a corpse.

　　Until this half of the body fell silent, the restlessness within the dark cave finally returned to calm.

　　The tentacles all looked like they had run out of strength, exhausted and paralyzed as they stuck to the ground.

　　However, they were still devouring the surrounding darkness at a speed invisible to the naked eye, independently and patiently.

　　The Flesh Touch also dimmed, detaching itself from Lint's body, and the connected part once again turned into a grip.

　　Only the grip had changed from a golden color, to a dark golden color.

　　It was as if it had been partially saturated with pitch-black dark energy.

　　Lint, who was freed from the threat of death, was slightly relieved of a part of the endless pain, and his consciousness could no longer support him and fell into a deep coma.

　　Until he woke up again, the snowstorm outside remained the same.

　　The surrounding is still empty and lonely darkness.

　　Naturally, the solitude would not tell Lint how long it had been.

　　Nor will he tell Lint what he is going to do next.

　　Lone Silence will only tell Lint, you woke up, and then woke up.

　　The body was wrecked like a walking tractor with only the frame left.

　　Yet Lint soldiered on, revving up the engine, enduring the pain and the extreme discomfort of his body, and floating up from the ground.

　　Solitude wouldn't save him or help him, and next, it was up to him, as before, to survive.

　　Of course, one could also ask the Magical Conch what to do next.

　　At this time, his eight eyes, six of which had run out of power and dried up like raisins, all closed.

　　The iris and pupil of the Dark Binding Pupil, on the other hand, turned from gray to pitch black.

　　And the pupil of the eye that housed the power of the curse ...

　　on the other hand, turned into a pure gray jeweled prosthetic eye in general.

　　There was no iris, no pupil, just a gray color.

　　Staring at this gemstone prosthetic eye only gave people a cold and evil feeling of discomfort.

　　It was as if there was gray cotton wool constantly fluttering inside.

　　At this time, this eye could not be called safe.

　　The power of the curse was still coiled within it, striking a delicate balance with the power of the pupil.

　　The power of the curse was constantly destroying the eye, while the power of the pupil was constantly repairing it.

　　It was also the fact that it had continued to do so that turned Lint's eyes into this bizarre posture.

　　The Dark Binding Pupil, on the other hand, was doing its best to suppress the power of the curse, so that it wouldn't escape out of the pupil of the eye.

　　However, as long as there was a slight break in the balance, the power of the curse would once again break through the bindings and collect Lint's life.

　　Therefore, Lint was not only unable to use the Dark Binding Pupil today.

　　The rest of her eyes couldn't heal either, and instead, she had to channel all of the pupil power she generated to the eyes of the Cursed Power.

　　But this wouldn't last long.

　　As soon as Lint recovered from his injuries, he would release the Cursed Power and rely on [Adaptation] to completely adapt to the power of the Cursed Power.