章 662: Pride of the Werewolves

Uncle Isniu watches the scene in horror as he saw Adhara challenges the Cursed Bee.

Feeling directly the cursed energy gathered on the tip of the Cursed Bee's stinger makes the concern look on his expression worse, it's too strong and way out of expectation. At first, Uncle Isniu expected that this Cursed Bee is around the sixth or seventh epiphany.

But the cursed energy he sensed right now exceeded his expectation greatly.

'How can it gather so much cursed energy way above its league?', Uncle Isniu thought while sweating profusely, but then his eyes widened. 'No, it's quite rare... But there's no other explanation, that Cursed Bee must have a cursed object inside of it that fueled this much-cursed energy'

Knowing exactly what they are dealing with is not what they initially thought, Uncle Isniu moved.