Chapter 1 Laspujing's Doubt

Laspujing looked at the disintegrated Curse of the Vengeful Spirit, his face filled with disbelief.

"How could it not curse him to death?"

He couldn't understand why his unfailing curse technique had failed to kill a professional a whole major realm below him.

For other curse warlocks, it might be because the target's fate was too tough, a probability of "missing the mark."

However, he was known to outsiders as the "Undying Demonic Monk"!

Laspujing had obtained a kind of immortality by believing in a powerful deity.

This also made him one of the top curse masters in Lu Ying.

Even if the curse occasionally failed, he would have a second chance after resurrecting.

Moreover, because of the prerequisite that he could resurrect, the influence of the target's fate was not significant.

Because even if the curse didn't work, he would definitely rely on his strength to chase down the target until he was completely killed.

Therefore.

Once he chose to attack, the target was actually a "dead man."

Once this result was determined, the "cause" wasn't as important.

Under the blessing of this hidden cause and effect, no matter how strong the target's fate was, it was as fragile as paper under the result of "certain death."

Before this, Laspujing had never failed with any target he had accepted.

Even seventh-rank professionals.

But now, when he met this "Fick," he had been devoured and killed?

...

Laspujing looked into the distance, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of gloom.

He had missed, and now it was impossible to save the young master William.

He didn't do anything useless.

What's more, in the wax museum, other methods besides cursing were beyond his reach.

"Damn it, that guy killed William, his fate must have become stronger..."

Laspujing cursed inwardly.

How could he not know that if he hadn't killed him just now, even if he used the curse again, it probably wouldn't work.

With the death of young master William, this "Fick" would be the first in line to inherit the throne of the Kingdom of Regarthy, and his fate would naturally be raised again.

If he couldn't kill him just now, it would be even harder to kill him now.

The backlash from the curse would be even greater.

Laspujing didn't plan to act rashly again until he was sure of the situation.

His right-hand fingers pinched each other, rapidly changing some magic seals, as if he was divining something with a secret technique.

Few outsiders knew that he not only had unparalleled curse techniques, but also a divination technique he was proud of.

But the demonic monk didn't know that from the first moment he entered the game, the mysterious had met the mysterious.

Under this starry sky, everything had become a reasonable plot in the script.

His fingers stopped, and the divination results came out.

Laspujing's eyes were full of doubts, and he muttered, "Strange... Although he is a genius-level fate, he shouldn't be unable to die. Could it be because of his recent marriage with the Lance family?"

He was one of the strongest curse masters in Lu Ying, so he naturally knew that there were only a few reasons that affected the curse.

If it wasn't the target's body, then it was an "external object."

At this time, Laspujing looked at the steam castle parked in the distance and thought, "Could there be something wrong with the fourth princess of the Lance family?"

However, how could a vase-like character used for marriage have the qualifications to affect the fate of that "Death God"?

Laspujing couldn't figure it out.

But when he thought of the problems their Hidden Cult had encountered recently, this "Death God" had to be killed today!

Being listed as one of the "Ten Legendary Bounty Hunters," his strength was beyond doubt.

Intuition told him that there seemed to be something wrong with tonight's assassination.

Mysterious professionals believed in those mysterious intuitions.

Whenever he felt there was a problem,

He would never be careless!

"Forget it. Whether it's her reason or not, I'll get rid of her first. It's a pity that such a top-quality product will have less fun if it becomes a corpse..."

A pity appeared on Laspujing's face.

But his movements were not slow, and the mysterious incantation was chanted again: "Raise the dead!"

Looking again, the blood-gathering formation in the room lit up with black light again.

At the same time, near the steam castle listening on the road in the distance, three cursed corpses of villagers stood up strangely. They tremblingly walked towards the steam car.

This was the first layer of traps prepared for the "Death God" before.

If it wasn't used, he thought it wouldn't be a waste.

Now it can be considered waste utilization.

Laspujing pinched the warlock's seal and shouted softly: "Curse Spell Three Corpse Soul Burst!"

.....

The servants did not know Soren and Yekaterina's planned plan.

In the carriage, sixth-rank bodyguard Ralph was the first to discover the abnormality. He reported with a solemn expression: "Miss, three corpses are surrounding us. Should I go deal with them?"

"No need."

Yekaterina was writing a few graceful words in a notebook and responded.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced out the window, her eyes still calm as she watched the corpses surround her.

After thinking for a moment, as if she remembered something, she murmured, "This demonic monk is really cautious, he doesn't act completely according to the script... But this curse technique is quite interesting."

From beginning to end, her face was filled with calm composure.

......

In the village house, Laspujing's curse had been released.

The corpses approached the vehicle and formed a triangular array point.

Looking down from a high altitude, you can just see a black line drawn between the three corpses.

Like a three-pointed star formation, the steam car was sacrificed in the center.

"It's strange, it's already this situation, and the bodyguards still haven't come down to check the situation?"

A doubt flashed in the demonic monk's heart, and he felt that something was wrong.

But the technique had been completed and had to be released.

Laspujing shouted softly: "Explode!"

Looking again, the three corpses in the distance suddenly exploded, and the remaining limbs and minced meat were mixed with an invisible curse power that set off a foul storm.

This was just a not-so-powerful curse technique, enough to kill an ordinary fifth-rank professional, but he didn't expect that it would definitely kill everyone in the car.

Laspujing just wanted to test it out and save effort.

But just as the technique broke out, he suddenly sensed something and his face changed drastically: "Not good!"

How familiar did this feeling feel?

Because just a few minutes ago, he had encountered it once!

Before he could react, the bearded man spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his whole body fell backward with a bang.

He fell to the ground with a "pop".

His breath was gone, and he died on the spot.

Died again!

This time, the resurrection time was obviously much longer than the last time. It took nearly a minute for the "corpse" to stand up again.

Although he was immortal, the two consecutive backlashes had seriously injured him.

After his resurrection, Laspujing widened his pupils, his eyes filled with horror: "What the f***!"

Thinking of what happened just now, even this top ten legend couldn't hold back his mentality and cursed.

A fifth-rank technique's backlash, it bounced me to death?

How powerful is that woman's fate?!

Why is a normal aristocratic young lady like this?

A series of incredible thoughts flashed through his mind.

Although he didn't understand why, Laspujing instantly realized that there was a big problem!

Once could be said to be an accident, so what about two consecutive times?

He immediately realized that there must be something strange about this matter.

Laspujing's face turned horizontal, and he rushed out of the house without any hesitation.

In addition to divination, he also had close combat strength that surpassed his peers.

He wanted to see what was so strange about tonight's event!

......

At the same time, in the space of the wax museum.

Young master William had become a warm corpse on the ground.

A ball of soul was still floating on the corpse.

Different from the previous "gray mist," this was almost a complete spirit body, and you could even vaguely see that the facial features were William's appearance.

Soren held a black umbrella and covered the soul, and was pulling out a steel needle from the umbrella bone, and stabbed it into the floating soul with a expressionless face.

As soon as the enslavement technique was completed, the ferocious expression on the spirit body immediately became numb.

"I don't know how much combat power will be exerted after the soul of this young master William replaces the fierce spirit of the 'Wind God' Hermann wax figure..."

Soren thought about it for a while, estimating that the seventh rank was possible.

An eighth-rank corpse + a seventh-rank complete soul, both of which are wind element professional sequences, must be good.

Maybe there will be some wonderful chemical reactions.

This is the benefit of the complete Rune Black Umbrella. Soren knocked out William's soul with this umbrella, which was a method that the previous "curator" didn't have.

The black umbrella can preserve and nourish the soul, which means that William can preserve many of his combat abilities during his lifetime.

For example, the abilities that the wax figure did not have before: Domain and Haki.

But before there was time to try, Soren put away the trophies.

After scanning, he got the [Aeolian Wind Elf Bow] and the [Blasphemous Crown] he wanted.

The trophies also made a fortune.

After all, he was the first in line heir of the Regarthy family, and he was very rich.

He also collected the corpse, after all, it was a very rare [A-003-Wind Whisperer] talented corpse. Although the damage was quite serious, there was a repair technology in the wax figure making skills peeled off before. After repairing it, it can still be used.

Soren was not in a hurry to count those trophies, and pinched the warlock's seal.

The surrounding scenery changed, and he had already reappeared on the messy hillside.

When he came out, he happened to see a bearded man in a black and white robe rushing towards the steam car.

"Eh, why is that guy's soul fluctuation so broken..."

Soren sensed something and was slightly curious.

Although he knew that the demonic monk had suffered a curse backlash just now, he shouldn't have been injured so badly.

As for Yekaterina's safety, he was not worried at all.

After seeing her "Astral Projection" domain, Soren really felt that her strength was unfathomable.

At least, an "Undying Demonic Monk" Laspujing with detailed information could not kill her.

But Soren didn't just watch, and rushed over with a teleport.

......

Laspujing also discovered Soren the moment he appeared.

But this guy seemed to have the certainty of a kill, and was not in a hurry to find trouble with him.

Since he decided to use his physical body to explore the reality, he still planned to figure out the situation of the fourth Miss Lance in the car first.

The curse backlash just now made him feel that this eldest lady was a "big trouble"!

The demonic monk rushed down, and just as he rushed to the front of the car, Ralph, the bodyguard in a suit, teleported and stood in front of him.

To be Yekaterina's bodyguard must be an elite among her peers.

The sixth-rank Ralph is also a famous boxing master in Lingdun.

Even in the face of the pressure of a top professional, he was fearless and fearless, and slammed down with heavy punches like artillery fire.

Looking at the powerful fist wind, there was only sarcasm on Laspujing's face. Without dodging or avoiding, he chose to meet the punch head-on in a hard-resistance way.

The two collided head-on, and Ralph's dozens of heavy punches all hit the bearded demonic monk. The violent energy impact caused a burst of tearing sounds.

However, an accident happened.

This heavy punch, which could easily kill high-level magic beasts, now seemed to hit a bronze bell, making "dong", "dong", "dong" muffled sounds.

The movement cut through the night sky.

Looking again, on the skin exposed by Laspujing's torn robe, there was a bronze metallic luster overflowing.

The muscles were thin and knotted, and when he exerted his strength, the muscles on his back swelled together like a grimace, which looked very strange.

The whole person was like steel and copper.

After enduring this heavy punch, the demonic monk didn't feel any pain at all, and his eyes were full of sarcasm. While resisting hard, his fist turned into a snake head shape, and touched Raphael's lower ribs like lightning.

Raphael's combat experience was also full. As soon as this fist came out, he knew it was wrong, and made a defensive posture with his body's Haki wrapped in a layer of scale armor.

But just in the next moment, a strange energy halo spread out, and Raphael's face changed drastically.

Because he found that his body was out of control, and both Haki and the colonized armor automatically collapsed!

"Bang!"

In a duel between masters, a single mistake can determine the outcome.

Raphael only felt that his lower ribs had been hit by a bull's horn, and a sharp pain struck him. Almost at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a fishy throat, and a mouthful of turbid blood mixed with minced meat tissue spurted out. His whole body flew out dozens of meters.

Even a seventh-rank professional, he was confident that he could withstand it head-on for a while, but he didn't expect to be defeated in one face-to-face encounter?

Seeing this, Laspujing sneered.

He didn't care about the seriously injured bodyguard at all. His figure was like a ghost, breaking through the car window glass and rushing into the car.

Without the bodyguard, he felt that capturing and killing the eldest lady was as easy as flipping his hand.

But the sound of "哗啦" shattering sounded, and almost at the same time as the glass on this side was shattered, another piece of glass shattered and cracked, and it was the same figure flying out again!

The bronze-colored figure flew backwards for hundreds of meters, and after landing, it was actually Laspujing!

He looked at the carriage with an incredible expression, as if he hadn't figured out what happened just now. After he understood it for a moment, he cried out in his heart: "How could she... how could she be so strong?!"

It was just this moment of being repelled that the demonic monk finally understood why the curse had failed just now.

It wasn't some treasure that defended against curses,

It wasn't some hidden master,

But this fourth Miss Lance, who was not well-known, herself had the terrifying combat power comparable to that of a top professional!

Thinking about it carefully, it was terrifying.

Laspujing's face changed again and again.

......

At the same time, Soren also used the coordinate orientation shift on the necklace to teleport and appear in the carriage.

He looked at Yekaterina, who was surging with starlight, and his eyes also shrank slightly.

Even if the murderous aura that erupted from her body was not directed at him, Soren was still faintly frightened, and praised: She is really so strong!

After looking at each other, the two saw the tacit understanding in each other's eyes and nodded.

Without saying much, a black hole appeared in Soren's hand, and he first took all the maids into the small void world.

At this time, the demonic monk outside also cautiously approached.

Soren looked at him, his eyes turned, and he was not in a hurry to act, but deliberately opened his mouth and said: "I have no grievances with you, and I think you should be hired. Now that William has been killed by me, how much money did he give you, I will give you double!"

"..."

Laspujing narrowed his eyes and said nothing when he heard this.

On the surface, he was indeed hired, but in fact, it was because of the arrangements in the church that he came to kill this "Death God".

From beginning to end, the employment of this young master William was just a disguised excuse to hide his identity and not leave a handle.

And after two consecutive curse backlashes just now, he now looked at the two people in front of him as if they were monsters.

A "Death God" was nothing, but now even the previous vase aristocratic young lady was so strangely strong.

How could he not understand that these two people had great secrets!

Without satisfying this curiosity, Laspujing would never leave.

......

He got the information a few days in advance,

How could Soren not understand?

He didn't expect that his mouth cannon could make this guy retreat, and he didn't want him to retreat.

He just said so much to buy himself time to condense the technique.

Watching the demonic monk rush over, Soren patted the ground and shouted: "Do it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yekaterina had already jumped out.

Soren's warlock's seal was also completed, and as soon as the psychic technique came out, more than a dozen terrifying wax figures appeared around him.

The warlock's seal changed again, and he sighed softly again: "Puppet Mystery · Great Horror Theater!"

In an instant, a huge cross appeared in the sky, covering an area that was getting bigger and bigger, and countless crystal threads fell all over the sky.

Looking again, several scrolls shattered, gargoyles, mechanical armor, and dozens of puppets fell all over the mountains and fields...

......

Laspujing was not surprised at all when he saw the two of them take action.

In the face of enemies of this level, any fluke was ridiculous.

But these two were strong, but they were only sixth-rank professionals after all, and they could not make him feel any fatal threat.

But looking at Yekaterina, who was surrounded by starlight, Laspujing recalled the head-to-head collision just now, and a trace of caution flashed in his eyes.

After being famous for many years, he had not encountered such a strangely skilled opponent.

After thinking for a moment, he felt that he could not solve this woman in a short time, so he decided to solve the "Death God" first!

Thinking of this, Laspujing stomped on the ground fiercely, and his figure was like a shift, leaving a series of phantoms along the way.

In the naked eye capture, it seems that dozens of people appeared, indistinguishable from the real.

Some rushed towards Yekaterina, and some rushed towards Soren.

Mysterious professional close combat is usually a weakness, but this demonic monk is different. Information shows that this guy is proficient in a lost ancient civilization fighting secret method [Guma Court].

That is a comprehensive fighting secret technique that integrates body skills, killing techniques, capture, and acupoint techniques.

It is said that this secret technique has a total of seventy-two moves, and each single martial skill is a "mystery level" martial skill, which is extremely difficult to master.

A few moves are circulating on the fighting arena of Lingdun Black Market, and they are regarded as fighting magic skills.

But what is terrifying is that this demonic monk is said to be proficient in every move.

This strange body skill is one of them [Shifting Shape and Changing Position]!

This is a more flexible shifting body skill than [Stepping on the Sky Step], a move that is purely performed with strength and skills, and even made Soren feel a trace of space shock.

The black crow on his shoulder reminded him, how could he not know that this guy was coming for him.

Being called a "Top Ten Legend" old-brand seventh-rank professional, his combat power is comparable to that of the previous William.

Soren didn't dare to be careless at all.

But just as he wanted to teleport away, suddenly, a strange energy field spread out.

The dark spiritual power that was originally condensing the technique suddenly stagnated, and he only felt that the secretion of hormones in his body was messed up.

The adrenal glands, which should have stimulated more secretion, suddenly shrank, and his body was weak; instead, various hormones that should not be used on the battlefield, which would lead to negative physical states, were secreted wildly.

In an instant, it was like blessing various negative halos, fear, deterrence, anxiety, paralysis, lust, softness... all over his body.

The entire sensory world seemed to be distorted, and Soren felt like he was flying into the sky for a moment.

He lost his senses, body control, and the ability to correctly judge all external perceptions.

Soren already had a deep research on human hormone secretion, and when he encountered this situation, how could he not know what was going on, and shouted in his heart: "Laspujing's domain - [Paradise]!"

He had carefully studied the information of the demonic monk before he came.

Although this guy left very few combat records, and almost every attack was a must-kill curse, the Military Intelligence Agency's archives still accumulated most of this guy's ability introductions over the years.

Since he knew it, he was naturally prepared.

Almost the moment he was hit, Soren instantly closed his eyes, and slapped the technique to form: "Five Senses Stripping!"

That's right, he stripped away his perception ability.

The demonic monk's domain was very evil, and could affect the body's hormone secretion disorder within the range, causing people to lose their combat power. (Information showed that this was also the method used by this lecherous monk to seduce various noble ladies.)

But the way this domain interferes with the target is through "senses".

Completely shielding perception can almost be unaffected.

But for ordinary people, completely shielding the five senses of eyes, ears, nose, tongue, and body is like turning the whole person into a waste, losing all perception of the outside world.

Even if he is not hit, he is a lamb to be slaughtered.

But Soren is different, he also has soul perception!

The moment he stripped away his perception, his body returned to normal, and he clearly "saw" the demonic monk's soul fire attacking, and without hesitation, he teleported and appeared hundreds of meters away.

At the same time, the Black Scythe raised his hand and shot back two knives.

.......

"Eh!"

With a light sound, Laspujing was obviously very surprised that Soren would avoid his combo just now.

As for the two space cracks, he didn't even look at them, and directly shattered the cracks with his bronze body wrapped in Haki.

At the same time, his face changed slightly. If one move didn't succeed, it was the opponent's turn to attack.

Yekaterina condensed the technique and shouted softly: "Domain · Open!"

Laspujing only felt as if he saw her putting the entire starry sky on her body, and her aura was mysterious and unpredictable. He was surprised in his heart: "What kind of domain is this?"

The vision only flashed and disappeared, but it gave him a sense of oppression that even a seventh-rank professional had never given him.

Before he had time to wonder, he watched the warlock's seal change, and two clusters of starlight gathered on Yekaterina's delicate fists, "Starlight Alchemy · Gravity Traction!"

A terrifying gravitational force struck, and Laspujing's face changed drastically.

Just now, he was attracted by this strange gravitational force and took a punch.

Here it comes again?

But there was no time to think about it, the gravitational force had already torn his body over.

"What kind of strange power is this!"

Laspujing shouted sharply in his heart. Da Feng Novel Network

Several times more than just now!

If it was human power, he would still have the confidence to fight against anyone.

But that terrifying gravitational force seemed to be able to attract stars, and it was by no means something that human power could contend with.

With just this thought flashing, his whole person was like a magnet attracting iron, and he was ejected at a high speed.

Seeing that he could not avoid it, the demonic monk's reaction was also extremely fast. The bronze luster on his body became three points stronger, and Haki surrounded his whole body. He had already entered a defensive state.

Yekaterina used one hand of star gravity to pull the person to her, and the light ball on the other hand changed again, and a deep blue eight-pointed star formation condensed on her delicate fist: "Starlight Alchemy · Gravity Collapse!"

Laspujing was frightened and jumped, and felt inexplicably that something was going to be bad, but he could not avoid it.

He watched helplessly as that delicate fist hit his waist.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound like a bell.

Even if he tried his best to defend, Laspujing felt that his soul was about to be shattered by this punch.

"Crack", "Crack"... the sound of subtle metal shattering was endless.

Glancing at the afterglow, he only saw that a cobweb-like crack had appeared on the metal skin around his waist.

It can be imagined how terrifying the power of this punch was!

Although he recovered in an instant, Laspujing was shocked: "How is it possible? She actually broke my body-protecting golden body with one punch?"

Just now this punch, if he said it was a seventh-rank professional, he still felt it was somewhat possible.

But it was clearly still a sixth-rank!

What kind of evildoer is this?

The Lance family has cultivated such a genius, why has no news been revealed at all?

The shock flashed through his mind for a moment, and he had already retreated hundreds of meters before he completely unloaded that strange power.

......

Soren teleported out hundreds of meters before opening his eyes, and he just happened to see this scene of Yekaterina blasting Laspujing away with one punch.

He was also quite shocked: "Sure enough... so fierce?"

He thought that Yekaterina's astrologer professional was a mysterious type, and the combat method should be various magic attacks.

But he didn't expect that the scene of fighting hand-to-hand made people feel very unreal.

A seventh-rank professional was blasted away with one punch?

The "Undying Demonic Monk" Laspujing of the top ten legends was broken?

Soren's eyes were shining.

This teammate, who looked weak before, turned out to have such a fierce combat power?

Although he was shocked in his mind, Soren's actions were not slow.

After escaping from the range covered by the demonic monk's domain, he directly controlled more than a dozen wax figures and dozens of puppets to output them.

As long as he guarantees that his body is immortal, the combat power of this group of puppet legions is a fatal threat to the seventh-rank professional.

Crackle, all kinds of alchemy bombs flew around, and the magic of the wax figures also blasted away wildly.

......

As they fought, Soren and Yekaterina's cooperation became more and more tacit.

Yekaterina took on the responsibility of a tank, she stood in place and outputted, one hand with gravity traction, one hand with gravity collapse.

One suck and one hammer, the combat power is explosive.

And there was also a layer of strange body-protecting starlight on her body. Even if the demonic monk's methods were not bad, he could not help it for a while.

With a tank that could hold the Boss, Soren's output environment was much better.

He also learned well, using Yekaterina as the center point, and various winding playing methods.

If the demonic monk wanted to kill him, he could only go around the pile.

But in this way, he would be pulled over by Yekaterina's strange gravitational force from time to time, and then be outputted by the two of them together.

In this way, with the cooperation of Soren and Ye, not only did they not fall behind, but they also beat the "Undying Demonic Monk" Laspujing so that he had no temper.

However, Soren also had to admit that the "Top Ten Legends" were really terrifyingly strong!

Have you ever seen someone tearing a mech by hand?

Have you ever seen someone piercing steel plates with their fingers?

Have you ever seen someone hitting a missile with their head?

Soren has gained a lot of knowledge this time.

This demonic monk's every move is an mystery-level fighting skill, which is really the most Soren has ever seen.

In terms of physical skills alone, this guy's "Top Ten Legends" is well-deserved!

But if one puppet is broken, another pile will appear, and the wax figures are all elementalized, and the energy will not be exhausted in a short time.

As long as this guy doesn't leave the combat circle of the two of them, he might even be exhausted to death!

The three of them fought like this for nearly half an hour, using all their means, but they could not help each other after all.

But obviously, Laspujing was slightly at a disadvantage in this war of attrition.

Finally, in a moment, the demonic monk's breath was disordered for a moment, and seeing that he was about to be seriously injured, he retreated hundreds of meters.

The two sides separated temporarily and confronted each other across the mountain.

If Laspujing wanted to avoid the battle, Soren and Ye could not help him.

And the same, the demonic monk did not find any hope of breaking the joint situation of the two.

The situation seemed to be deadlocked all of a sudden.

......

Soren looked at Laspujing, whose face was ugly, and continued to fire his mouth cannon: "You have tried it now, and you can't kill us. We can't kill you either. Why don't we just stop here? The three times the commission I said before is still valid."

Laspujing's eyes were cold when he heard this, and he was silent.

He came to kill, not for money.

But he had tried it just now, and he really didn't have the certainty to kill these two people.

If he continued to consume like this, and wait for the Lance family or the masters of Regarthy to come to support, there would be no such opportunity.

Thinking of this, a gloomy flash flashed in the demonic monk's eyes, as if he had made some decision.

He suddenly relaxed from the tense state, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed sarcastically: "Hehehe... I have to admit that you two have indeed exceeded my expectations. Even everyone in Lu Ying would be shocked if they knew that the fourth Miss Lance family would have such exaggerated combat power. But... you don't think that you can leave alive tonight, do you?"

This sneer seemed to be saying: Okay, I won't pretend anymore.

Soren listened, his face expressionless, and continued to stimulate him verbally: "I'm not afraid to tell you that I have already contacted Lingdun, and reinforcements will come soon. You don't really think that you are a legendary hunter, and you can definitely kill us, do you? Moreover, can you really bear the consequences of killing us?"

Although he said so, he was looking forward to something that was about to happen in his heart: After pretending for so long, is it finally coming?

Laspujing shook his head, as if all threats were irrelevant.

A fanatic suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he faced the sky, chanting the name of a certain deity with a pious face: "Great Lord of Calamity is above, your devout believers need you to grant power..."

As the incantation was chanted, the muscles under the demonic monk's body also rolled. Looking closely, it was like earthworms rolling.

At the same time, his aura became higher and higher, and a terrifying and indescribable will suddenly descended on this world.

Soren's face changed drastically when he saw this scene!

He put away Yekaterina in one hand, and turned around and ran away without hesitation.

The space wave flickered, and a few teleportations had already appeared hundreds of meters away.

Seeing this, Laspujing was not surprised at all, and had no intention of chasing after him. There was only sarcasm on his face: "Hehe... run?"

"Can you escape!"

A few breaths later, that will completely descended, and the demonic monk's aura suddenly changed, becoming ethereal.

Looking again, he took out the blood he had collected before and chanted the mysterious incantation of the curse.

As the incantation was chanted, a black nine-pointed star magic circle appeared instantly.

Laspujing shouted sharply: "Curse Technique · Nash Morrow's Gaze!"

At the same time, a hollow giant eye appeared in the sky, like a true god gazing at the world.

The same technique, this time it is blessed with the power of God.

The one who is hit will surely die!

No matter how strong your fate is, can you be stronger than God?

As soon as the technique was condensed, a rampant sneer appeared on Laspujing's face, as if he had already foreseen Soren's death.

......

At the same time, feeling the indescribable will that he had once seen descend, Soren looked flustered, but in reality, he was not surprised.

As if waiting for a long time, he only murmured in his heart: "Is it finally out?"

Even if the murderous intent behind him made his scalp tingle, Soren was not very flustered.

How could a demonic monk be worth the two of them taking the risk to come up with such a big show?

After acting for so long, he was waiting for this one.

Just in this moment, the solidified death crisis of the gods struck instantly, and across thousands of meters, a black light arrived in an instant.

Soren's breath was slightly condensed, and his expression was calm, but there was also a touch of madness in gambling.

The medium of the curse is his own blood, which is the loophole left at the beginning.

It was for this moment!

In an instant, Soren suddenly seemed to have changed into another person. He pinched out an orchid finger in his hand, and a very strange and "cute" smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He opened his eyes and looked directly at the mysterious will that had descended in the sky, and made a ghostly laugh like a girl in his throat: "Giggle, it's interesting..."

In an instant, the light of the curse fell.

A bizarre scene was staged again.

Soren was bathed in the black light, with a bright smile on his face.

And in the distance, Laspujing, whose aura was like a god, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

This demonic monk...

Died on the spot again!