The grotesque cursed spirit begins to bubble up its breath and spews out the toxic foam from its mouth. Waldo dodges it completely, given the slow speed of the attack. The foam misses Waldo, but it completely disintegrates the cemented ground below him in a few seconds. If that were to hit Waldo, he wonders what would have happened to him. He looks back at the cursed spirit and sees that its mouth is finally free of its toxic liberation.

  “This is my place… my kitchen! You’re not eating my humans here!,” the cursed spirit says in a somewhat slurred and bubbly voice.

  Waldo chuckles at the cursed spirit’s voice. “I have no use for the humans here. I’m more interested in beating the rest of your stuffing out. Now, let’s end these conversations and continue,” Waldo replies.

  Waldo immediately charges towards the cursed spirit. The cursed spirit prepares to defend, but Waldo throws a feint punch that makes the spirit flinch instead. He flanks to the right, places his palm on the cursed spirit’s back, and blasts it away with a shockwave. Even just touching him felt off putting. The cursed spirit uses a wave of water to slow down its fall and then sends a torrent of water towards Waldo. Waldo dodges the water with ease, having seen this torrent of water already.

  (This is just the same attack as last time. Does it have any skill?)

  Suddenly, the water shapes itself into several different blades. Waldo gets caught off guard and attempts to guard against the blades of water. However, to Waldo’s surprise, they cut through him with a thick sharpness. Waldo backs off, staring at the blood gushing out from his injured arms.

  (This is pain? What a phenomenal sensation… It’s invigorating…)

  Waldo’s smile slowly reaches the corners of his face. The prospect of finally being injured causes him to gradually grow ecstatic at this development. He has come across someone that is actually capable of hurting him. He quickly circulates his cursed energy to heal his wounds and laughs.

  “You hurt me! You actually did it! I knew you were a good find! Now, you will suffer death at the hands of the War Spirit!”

  Waldo suddenly moves so fast it seems like he teleported. He grabs and slams the cursed spirit against the ground several times. He then lifts it up and kicks it up in the air, blasts it with multiple shockwaves, and then blasts it back down to the ground. The cursed spirit grumbles in agony and begins to build up even more toxic foam in its mouth. As Waldo flies back down to it, the cursed spirit shoots its foam at Waldo, who purposely goes through it. He can feel his body ever so slowly decaying, his cursed energy slowly being eaten away by the toxicity. That makes things even more thrilling.

  Waldo crashes into the cursed spirit and drags it across the ground. He throws the cursed spirit towards a building and then gets shot with several compressed water blasts. Waldo chuckles to himself, collects all of the nearby debris, and chucks the large ball of debris at the cursed spirit. The cursed spirit puts its hands up and the debris immediately rusts away and explodes. It then jumps down and stares angrily at Waldo, who’s simply enjoying himself like a child.

  “You insidious, annoying, brat! How dare you come in here and make such a ruckus! (gurgle) I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! You little fucking rat!”

  “I deeply apologize. I can’t understand what you’re saying behind all of that repulsive odor. Perhaps you should use some of the water to cleanse yourself instead of creating baths for others. With that hideous aura, I wouldn’t be surprised if the humans here died by your presence alone.”

  The cursed spirit grows furious at Waldo’s mockery. It’s never had to endure such words from anyone before. Especially not from a brat. It stamps its foot on the ground repeatedly, the ground slowly crumbling.

  “That isn’t funny! That’s not funny! You’ll pay for that! You’ll learn what happens when you mess with a pollution curse!”

  The pollution curse grunts and launches out several poisonous needles and blasts of water. Waldo purposely runs through them, getting hit by it all, and gets up close to the pollution curse.

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  “I’m sorry, did you believe that pollution was greater than war?”

  Waldo gut punches the pollution curse, causing it to cough up some weird colored blood. Waldo nearly wrinkles his nose in disgust and kicks the curse onto the ground.

  “In the face of war, everything falls! Nothing will survive! Not you, not this world, not the humans, nothing will prevail! Thinking that you’re above war is pure arrogance. It’s absolutely unthinkable…”

  Waldo gets his foot off of the cursed spirit and kicks it again, causing it to fly further away into a destroyed building. Waldo smiles to himself.

  “You’re not finished already, are you? We’re similar, you and I. Other cursed spirits aren’t even able to communicate property. They are truly just beasts. You’re still far uglier than them, but at least you have some kind of intelligence. So… how about you come out of your little comfort zone and face me like a curse? Or are you just chicken?”

  Suddenly, a low and ferocious growl can be heard coming from inside the building. Waldo hears squelching sounds around him and looks around. The human cocoons that were hanging across the city begin to tear open, releasing a slimy purple substance from within. Once the cocoons burst open, repulsive and transformed humans fall down to the ground. They stand up like disgruntled zombies and stare at the enemy ahead of them.

  Waldo watches as about a hundred human cocoons burst open and give birth to ugly monstrosities. They don’t have very significant power, so they shouldn’t post much of a threat. It’s just a large amount of them, that’s all.

  “Hey, you have competition at last. Perhaps you’re no longer the ugliest one here,” Waldo says as he looks into the building.

  For some reason, the curse hasn’t come out of the building yet. It simply stays in there, growling deeply and quietly. Is it controlling these modified humans? Whatever the case, they won’t be a problem for Waldo. And so, Waldo charges up a shockwave in his hand, staring at the modified humans. Suddenly, they all launch a wave of acidic foam from their mouths. Waldo chuckles at this futile attack and shoots the compressed shockwave from his hand. The shockwave neutralizes all of the toxic foam that was shot at Waldo, as well as destroying half of the modified humans. They’re now a pile of blood and liquid on the ground. Their organs and brain don’t even look appetizing.

  “Hah! Is this supposed to be frightening? Not even 500, nay, a thousand of you could stand a chance at besting me! Now go and die!”

  Waldo continues to launch shockwaves at the rest of the modified humans. The shockwaves instantly kill the modified humans on impact. They fall back down into piles of flesh and purple liquid as well. Waldo smirks, satisfied that everything went away so easily. Then, the fleshy remains of the modified humans begin to slightly move around. Suddenly, the bits of flesh and blood begin to jump up and collectively move into one spot, growing back into the shape the modified humans were in before. In short, their guts and blood have completely regenerated.

  Waldo’s eye glows a bit at the sight of this. This was something that he wasn’t expecting.

  (Instant regeneration. I’m assuming if even one small part of them remains they will continue to constantly regenerate until they run out of cursed energy. It’s more convenient to erase them entirely than to waste cursed energy on both sides.)

  Waldo stands there as he watches all of the modified humans regenerate. They all seem to collectively share a sense of anger towards Waldo and make their way towards him, sprinting at full power.

  “If that is all I must do, then I’ll simply blast you with everything I have.”

  Waldo generates numerous shockwaves in his hands and shoots them up into the air. The shockwaves fly up and begin to shape into several different figures. The shockwaves morph into blue clones of Waldo, and they land back onto the ground. With all of the Waldos nodding to each other, they rush out in different directions towards the modified humans. 127 modified humans versus 9 Waldos. Such an outcome is quite predictable. The original Waldo speed blitzes several of the modified humans, blasting away their entire structure with compressed shockwaves. The shockwave clones replicate the original’s techniques and repeatedly beat up the modified humans, causing them to drain cursed energy until they can no longer regenerate.

  However, some of the modified humans begin to combine their flesh together. Their powers and cursed energy are becoming one, and they grow into a much stronger force. Waldo laughs, recalling his shockwave clones, and stands tall to face the hideous creature in front of it.

  “I must say, you’ve grown even more repulsive. Your disgusting appearance alone might be stronger than a full powered punch.”

  Suddenly, the hand of the merged modified humans slams down onto Waldo. But Waldo manages to catch the hand and stop it. Using his shockwaves, Waldo blows away the merged modified human’s legs, causing it to fall face first. He then severs the merged modified human’s arm and punches it further into the ground.

  “All you did was make yourself a larger flesh sack. It didn’t matter whether you combined your power or not. After all, I am the War Spirit.”

  Waldo lifts his arm up and the ground below the merged modified human erupts, allowing numerous shockwaves to completely annihilate its entire body. Now that the modified humans have been taken care of, Waldo looks back to the building in which he sent the cursed spirit flying into.

  “Are you finished hiding behind your dolls, or did you also undergo a transformation? You must be so very shy to reveal what ugly form you’ve turned into. Come out, let’s settle this.”

  Suddenly, Waldo quickly turns around and sees the cursed spirit. However, its form has indeed undergone a transformation. The cursed spirit now has a very burly body, and its appearance is somewhat easier to look at now. It glares at Waldo as it puts its hands together and recites the following words.

  ”Domain Expansion”