I Can Copy Curses

Taking the lead, Orion walked into the portal.

"Hahahaha, let\'s go as well then," Barion laughed, and the elders joined in, following Orion into the portal.

The members of the Silverflame Family felt as if they had hacked at their own legs, especially the middle-aged man leading them. He was the Magi King of Pristine Haven and had come here regarding the matter of Orion\'s clone. His face turned a deep red with rage. He had intended to embarrass the Darkwood Family after spotting them from afar, yet it was his own family that ended up humiliated.

"Damn it," he snarled, unable to control his fury. He waved his hand, causing an entire row of shops and stalls to erupt in silver flames. The people nearby narrowly escaped death, thanking their luck for stepping away when they heard the commotion.

"Let\'s go," he growled.

Still in a foul mood, he stormed towards the portal and disappeared. His family followed helplessly.

***

On the other side of the portal, a breathtaking scene caught Orion\'s attention, pleasantly surprising him.

The portal had transported them to the top of a mountain, from which they could see a city unlike any he had seen in Morse or elsewhere. This city boasted skyscrapers reminiscent of those from Earth, yet with a distinct, otherworldly design.

Small shuttles zipped through the air, making Orion wonder if he had teleported to a futuristic world. However, observing the traditional clothing of the people and the familiar culture of shops and stalls, he realized that only the distant city appeared different—perhaps the right word was "out of place."

"This place is called New Heaven," Barion explained to Orion. "This city was built by architects from the Human Federation Realm and is still under development. It is the first city where architects from other domains have come to build."

Orion nodded in understanding.

\'It seems that the relationship between the Magus Kingdom and the Human Federation Realm is good,\' he thought, processing what his father had just said.

"Let\'s go. The portal leading to the Emperor Heaven Palace isn\'t far from here, so unfortunately, you won\'t be able to explore the city for the time being," Barion said, leading them through the crowd.

Looking around, Orion noticed that this place was even more fantastic and crowded than the one they had come from. However, due to the large scale of the planet, it felt rather spacious.

The portal leading to the Emperor Heaven Palace was located on another mountain adjacent to the one they had arrived on.

In fact, the entire area was a cluster of mountains, with the futuristic city in the distance being the primary habitation for humans. Apart from these populated areas, the rest of the planet remained uncharted territory, at least for the local residents.

Before long, they reached the portal to the Emperor Heaven Palace. To their surprise, they found packs of people waiting to enter the portal. The crowd was so large that the officials responsible for managing the portal had to turn it off temporarily. Only a limited number of people could use the portal at a time, as overloading it could result in serious mishaps.

"Is it because of what happened in that place that so many people are planning to go to Emperor Heaven Palace?" Orion muttered to himself.

Barion, who was standing beside his son, heard him clearly and nodded. "Yeah, half of these people are likely those whose loved ones died there. The remaining half are thrill-seekers with nothing better to do, looking for their next excitement."

Orion nodded, reflecting on the reality of this world. He believed that without the Magus Kingdom\'s strict rules, maintaining peace would be incredibly difficult.

As for the people whose clones died in that place, he felt some sympathy but not much more. These were the very people blaming him for their loved ones\' deaths, despite knowing the whole truth themselves.

If not for the deaths, Orion would feel nothing but disgust for them.

"Look, the main characters are here!"

A sarcastic comment echoed through the crowd, causing Orion and the others to turn around. They saw four groups of people walking toward them.

Barion\'s face immediately darkened as he recognized them. They were members of the remaining seven magi families, excluding the Silverflame family behind them and the Valen family.

The group was led by a middle-aged man with short, dark blue hair, a medium build, and a serious expression. Various men and women stood behind him, but the one who attracted the most attention was a boy of about 19 years old standing in their midst.

They were from the Voidwalker Family, and the middle-aged man leading them was Adam Voidwalker, the Magi King of Fallen Haven. As for the boy, he needed no introduction; he was the former number one genius of the Magus Kingdom—Astral Voidwalker.

Just beside them were the Ravenclaw Family, led by Estor and other elders, with Elyn Ravenclaw among them. She eyed Orion fiercely while occasionally smiling at Emily, as if they were silently communicating.

The group of the Stormrider Family was led by Claose Stormrider, who stood beside Estor and Adam with his family members just behind him.

And last but not least, the Grimwolf Family had arrived. They had the worst expressions on their faces upon seeing the Darkwood Family ahead of them. Recently, they had lost their youngest master, believing that Orion\'s clone had initiated the fatal attack.

They had come here hoping the Emperor would deliver what they saw as justice, even if it wasn\'t true justice. Driven by a desire for revenge, they had pinned their hopes on the Emperor\'s decision, knowing that killing Orion directly would be a difficult task.

"I hadn\'t thought that this event would alert even the other seven magi families," Orion muttered to himself. He had a feeling the Silverflame and Grimwolf families would be here, but the others were unexpected.

"Barion, you\'re here too. We were just discussing whether you would come, and I said you would. Seems I was right," Estor laughed, approaching him.

Barion was about to respond when he heard a very hateful phrase.

"The Darkwood Family will regret killing my son, and that kid will sooner or later be killed by me. Mark my words."

Barion turned to see that it was Varen, the head of the Grimwolf family, who had uttered those words.

"Varen, you should know that it wasn\'t my son who killed your son," Barion said, glaring at him.

"It wasn\'t your son? Are you kidding me? That clone of your son was the one who killed my son, and since I couldn\'t kill that clone, I will have my revenge on the original," Varen laughed like a madman, his eyes red with rage.

"Come on then, kill me. What are you waiting for?" Orion sneered as soon as he heard Varen\'s threat. If he had felt even a shred of pity for those who had lost loved ones in that incident, he felt none for the Grimwolf family. They were the worst of the worst in his eyes.

Veins bulged on Varen\'s forehead as he struggled to control himself.

"You will regret this," he spat hatefully, closing his eyes to calm down.

Orion sneered in response, ready to taunt him further, when suddenly, he felt a presence unlike any he had ever felt before in his life.

"Everyone is here."

A majestic voice resonated throughout the entire area, and a middle-aged man with golden hair appeared in the sky, wearing a purple crown atop his head.