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"The Blood of God!"

Akorn's pupils shrank—it was hard to believe.

The three-eyed demon god's disciple, Jie Jie, chuckled strangely, "This is no ordinary divine blood, but the original blood of City Lord Avogadro. Would you like to try some?"

Alcorn was startled, instinctively glancing around to make sure no one was nearby, then growled softly.

"What are you trying to do? I don't want to live anymore!"

"Don't worry, no one else knows about this except you." "Of course, you could inform His Majesty, but I know you won't."

The Three-Eyed Demon Child was full of confidence, and one fact proved it: A-Kang dared not report it, but chose to keep it a secret. Over the years, he and the Three-Eyed Demon Child had been entangled together; they were in the same boat. They might not necessarily both win or lose, but they would definitely both suffer.

The three-eyed demon carefully opened the bottle cap and dripped the original blood of the underworld dragon Avogadro onto five discs. Driven by the original blood, the discs flickered with an eerie black and red light.

Countless black threads, invisible to the naked eye, burst forth from the disc: some seeped into the ground, while others shot into the sky, connecting with each other and enveloping a space thousands of meters long.

Akorn and the Three-Eyed Demon retreated without hindrance until they were out of the range of the black line.

Looking at the valiant soldiers, the three-eyed demon child excitedly wiggled his lips, "Awoooooo..."

"Kill! Kill! The more the better. How can I cast a curse on you if you don't die?"

Every curse comes with a price, and the stronger the curse, the greater the price. The Three-Eyed Demon Child knew this, but unfortunately, the others did not.

A strange power permeated the world, taking away lives and stripping away souls.

The blood lost its luster in the mud, the corpse silently turned into bones, and black gas escaped from the body, swirling in the air.

The soldiers didn't notice this, but the three Clarks sensed something was wrong, though they didn't know why they only felt an instinctive aversion.

The more corpses there were, the larger the black mist became. When only a little over a thousand people remained, the black mist had taken shape and enveloped the entire world.

Akorn stared at him: "Are you done?"

"already"

The three-eyed demon disciple said with a serious expression, "Lord City Lord, those fifty thousand slaves were not wasted."

As soon as he finished speaking, the five three-eyed demon disciples simultaneously cast spells.

The black mist seemed to come alive, gnawing at the soldiers' bodies like poisonous insects, and the air was filled with sorrowful cries.

"what is that?"

"too difficult!"

"It's so itchy, ah!!"

"I'm in so much pain, someone please help me."

...

Screams rose and fell, and some soldiers frantically scratched their bodies, leaving bloody marks on their skin. They looked like madmen who had gone completely insane.

The scene descended into chaos, and Clark and his companions were bewildered as to what was happening. The black mist did not attack them, but instead kept its eyes fixed on the Dragon Keep soldiers.

"A curse, someone has placed a curse on it."

The wizard who was casting the black magic was the first to react and hurriedly lowered his head. When he saw the disc in the three-eyed demon child's hand, he was completely stunned, and the three-eyed demon child also opened his eyes.

"Lord of the city, is that you? Why...?"

"Shut up!"

From the moment you entered Dragon Castle, your bodies and souls belonged to His Majesty Avogadro, the Dragon King of the Underworld. Now he needs your lives, so obey him.

"Arcohn, you bastard!"

"what!!!!"

Even as a ghost, I won't let you go.

The warriors, driven mad by hatred upon learning the truth, had contorted faces and bloodshot eyes. They wanted to destroy Argon, but never dreamed that one of them would betray them and become a sacrifice.

The anger dwindled in their hearts, turning into resentment, and now they would not feel any better even in death.

This is exactly what the Three-Eyed Demon Child needs: the stronger the attack, the better the curse effect; they would love for everyone to become a vengeful ghost.

Akorn, who had orchestrated all of this, stood there expressionless, without regret or sadness, his expression indifferent, as if he had done something insignificant.

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The underworld is different from the human world. There is no benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, or trustworthiness here. If you want to live a good life, in addition to upholding the strong and strengthening yourself, you must also learn to betray, deceive, sell out, yield, rebel, kill, and rob.

Even if you do all of this, you might not survive. The former city lord was no exception; such a powerful person wouldn't become Avogadro's shit.

The reason is simple: the great dragon of the underworld tasted the wisdom of a wise man and asked his people who was the wisest person in the dragon's castle. The people replied that it was the city lord, so Avogadro ate the city lord.

What a simple reason, so simple it's despair-inducing.

Upon witnessing this scene, Akorn immediately vowed in his heart that no matter what, he would never become Avogadro's excrement.

...... .. ...

The situation became extremely strange.

Diana wondered, "What are they going to do?"

Clark hesitated for a moment. "It shouldn't explode, right?"

Langen used his telepathic abilities to contact the soldier, and after a while, the soldier's expression suddenly changed.

"It's a curse. These soldiers were betrayed by their leader and became victims of our curse."

"Hurry, get out of here!"

Before he could finish speaking, he turned and left, but it was too late.

The black mist surrounded them, obscuring their vision and disturbing their minds. The three of them felt a buzzing in their heads, as if they had runny noses, and their bodies became weak and sore, with an urge to vomit.

The curse took shape, and after devouring the soldiers' flesh and blood, the black mist transformed into a ferocious beast with bared fangs and claws, continuously consuming the three corpses.

Strength vanished, fatigue gradually accumulated, and will and soul were exhausted.

Clark clutched his chest in pain, almost losing his balance.

He possesses the greatest strength, speed, and defense, but the weakest resistance to magic; Diana has a demigod body, and the blood of Zeus grants her extremely high magic resistance; while Ron is a Martian, not a flesh-and-blood being in the conventional sense, but possessing psychic abilities and a soul far exceeding those of ordinary humans.

Both tried to remain calm in the face of the curse, but Clark found it difficult to do so.

"Lang, you take Clark out here, I'll deal with those guys."

Diana activated her teleportation ability. With a flash of red light, she broke through the black mist and found herself right in front of Archon.

"Damn it!" Yi exclaimed.

Chapter 1554 The Heartless Assassin

A thunderous shout resounded through the sky.

The sword of the god of fire, with its sharp red halo, beheaded him.

At that moment, Akorn sensed a strong aura of death. Without hesitation, he quickly raised his hand.

when.

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the air.

Diana's pupils contracted as the Vulcan's Invincible Sword was blocked.

"This is armor..."

Diana took a step back and swung her arm to strike again. Argon still had his hands raised, the black armor on his arms emitting specks of black light that echoed around him with the sound of the blows. The sword of Vulcan failed to pierce through them.

As Akorn parried and retreated, relying on his armor and gloves to protect his vital organs, he paid no attention.

The surprise attack failed, so Diana immediately changed targets and aimed directly at the Three-Eyed Child.

The five eccentrics let out a strange laugh, and before they knew it, a huge black mist called "923" suddenly appeared in front of them, transforming into a venomous snake that slid into Diana's body from all directions.

Exhaustion surged into my heart, intensifying it tenfold.

Wonder Woman had never felt weak since birth, but for the first time she felt powerless: her limbs felt like they were filled with lead, and she was dizzy.

It is extremely complex.

"Damn it!"

Diana gritted her teeth, and a red light suddenly burst forth from beneath her armor. With a flash of light, the heads of the two three-eyed demon children rose into the air.

The remaining three screamed in terror, using magic to yell at Archon.

"Idiot, stop her!"

"Don't let that madman get near."

Akorn reluctantly opened his mouth wide and did as instructed.

Boom!

The air seemed to boil, and hot saliva gushed out.

Diana raised her shield and moved toward the spit, but after a few steps, she slipped and nearly fell.

She's dying.