Chapter 158: Fierce Clash with the Wraith

Bug curses had a thousand faces. Most of the common ones were mysterious entities cultivated by human hands through elaborate methods over long years. They could be big or small, usually animal in form and only rarely plant. There was, however, a more sinister breed that fed on the darkest of human emotions, fashioned from festering resentment and malice. That was the wraith curse. Born from accumulated rancor, nurtured by ritual and time until it developed a sliver of intelligence, a wraith burrowed...