Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere-Chapter 2129: Ghostly Spirit Curse

However, Jorge’s current condition was extremely terrible. He sat on the ground motionless, his eyes tightly shut. Although there was still a faint breath in his body, it was extremely weak. What was even more perplexing was that his skin had lost all its luster, giving the impression of a lifeless body. His heart rate was also incredibly slow.

"Old man!" Connor’s body trembled slightly as he almost gritted his teeth to call out these three words. But Jorge showed no response and continued to sit quietly.

"Old man, can you hear me? I’m calling you; can you hear me?" He shouted with bloodshot eyes, as if he had gone mad, yelling with all his might. "Old man, you like money, right? How much money do you want? I’ll give it to you right now. Can you say something to me?"

Connor tried to hold back his tears, but his voice gradually choked up. Since the death of his parents, he had no relatives left, and he had long forgotten the taste of family bonds. However, upon meeting Jorge, he had felt a sense of kinship from him. Although he had never expressed it, this feeling had always been deeply hidden in his heart. In his eyes, Jorge was an invincible figure, and he had never worried about his safety, nor had he ever imagined such a situation.

"Try to calm down a bit now," Zidane reminded him in a low voice.

"What happened to my master? He was perfectly fine, so why did he become like this?" Connor shouted in great agitation. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"I don’t know what’s happening right now..." Zidane shook his head as he walked to Jorge’s side and placed his hand on Jorge’s shoulder.

Connor’s body continued to tremble incessantly, and he couldn’t bring himself to look at Jorge. In his eyes, Jorge had always been an invincible existence. Therefore, he had never worried about his safety, and he had never thought such a thing could happen.

A few minutes later, Zidane finally removed his hand from Jorge’s body.

"What’s going on?" Connor asked him as soon as he saw him remove his hand.

"It’s Ghostly Spirit Curse," Zidane gritted his teeth and replied.

"Ghostly Spirit Curse?" Connor paused for a moment upon hearing his words, his expression filled with confusion.

"The Ghostly Spirit Curse has disappeared for nearly a hundred years. I never expected that someone in this world would still be capable of using such a curse. It’s truly incredible..." Zidane said in a low voice.

"So, what exactly is this curse?" Connor asked.

"The Ghostly Spirit Curse is one of the oldest and cruelest curses in this world. I once saw a person who was cursed with it; he only lived for three days before being tortured to death. Initially, the Ghostly Spirit Curse continuously consumes the blood in your body, turning it into toxins that flow within you. Once someone is cursed with the Ghostly Spirit Curse, even a supreme martial master would find it nearly impossible to survive!" Zidane explained.

Upon hearing this, Connor took a deep breath and asked through gritted teeth, "Is it the person you mentioned who cursed my master?"

"This is just my speculation; I can’t be sure. At that time, I didn’t pay attention to those two individuals who escaped from the formation, as my focus was on the land immortals’ group. I don’t know who those two people were," Zidane said in a low voice.

"I understand what you mean," Connor nodded.

"Although I can’t confirm if it was the King of Shadows who cursed your master, perhaps he knows how to break this formation. Your master is a Celestial Rank Ancient Martial Master. If we can break the curse on him, he might still have a chance," Zidane said, looking at Jorge.

"I understand," Connor said resolutely. "How long can my master hold on?"

"He should be able to last about a month at most. After that, the dense spiritual energy in this treasure trove will likely dissipate. If we can’t break the Ghostly Spirit Curse by then, even if immortals come, it might be too late to save your master," Zidane said.

"Alright, please take care of my master during this time. I’m leaving now to find the King of Shadows!" Connor didn’t want to waste a single moment and headed towards the exit of the treasure trove.

"Wait!" Just at that moment, Zidane suddenly reached out to stop Connor.

Connor turned to look at Zidane, his expression puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else?"

"I know that the headquarters of the Shadow Guild is in Risu. If you want to find the King of Shadows, you can inquire there for information," Zidane suggested.

"Alright, I understand." Connor nodded.