W-What?!

The leader of 'them', who was standing in place, expecting Jason's death, looked at Jason, who was running farther and farther away, and the more energetic he was, the whole person was stunned in place.

Curse went wrong?

He thought subconsciously.

Then, right away, he shook his head.

No way!

As one of his hole cards, this curse is absolutely impossible to go wrong!

Moreover, this is not the first time he has cast this 'curse' that claims to be able to curse and kill gods.

About 300 years ago, he used this curse to kill a figure who was known as a 'demigod' at the time.

The other party was the one who discovered his traces at that time and treated him as an evil spirit.

The strength is naturally good.

But the brain is not very good.

Obviously, he has sent a kind invitation, hoping to rule that era with the other party, but the other party is still shouting something, and his sense of honor does not allow him to go along with him and other naïve words.

Then, after he pretended to surrender and secretly cast a curse on the fool, the other party immediately trembled all over his body and used his long sword to support his body from falling to the ground, but in the end his whole body festered, collapsed into blood foam, and disappeared into thin air.

He witnessed the whole process of casting the spell.

The changes in his own body, he also remembered.

And at this moment, the changes in his body are the same as before.

But...... Why didn't Jason die?!

Don't?!

Is it a pseudonym?!

The leader of 'their' thought of the only possibility.

However, he has used the power of the organization to investigate Jason's origins, and Jason should indeed be called Jason guessed correctly.

Unless......

There are fakes!

Someone laid it all out!

This man is ......

"Lothar 11!"

The leader of 'their' gritted his teeth and growled.

That's right!

It's Lothar 11!

Except for this man, there is no one who knows Jason who is capable of doing something similar!

Lothar 11 must have known everything about 'Mandeline Town' for a long time, which is why he came here a few years ago, began to disguise and began to carefully arrange.

What I was waiting for was the moment I showed up!

Cold sweat!

Densely appeared on the forehead of the leader of 'their'.

The night breeze blows.

Shade, with a chill.

They' are the leaders who have seen so many people in the millennia.

But none of them could be as gloomy, eerie, and ...... as Lothar 11 Good at camouflage.

More than once he observed Lothar with the help of various means11.

The other party seems to be a wastewood with no ambition and no end in his mind.

But everything in front of him made him feel a hot pain in his cheeks.

Maybe when he observed the other party, the other party had already discovered all this.

Then, the count is counted.

The thought of observing oneself in the other person is completely under the 'observation' of the other person.

The leader of 'their' became short of breath.

But soon, he calmed down.

Really......

Worthy of the son of Lothar?

The thought of the figure that made him shudder made the leader feel a little relieved.

It seems that everything is taken for granted.

But that doesn't mean he's going to stop.

Or, now, it can't be stopped.

Once the plan began, everything was up to him.

It can only be success or failure.

If he succeeds, he will truly hold authority.

Failure, everything turns to dust.

No!

I was able to make it!

I will definitely make it!

The leader of 'their' told himself almost hypnotically.

In the distance, Jason, who was still unleashing flames at the leader of 'them', suddenly felt a lightness in his hand.

I saw that one arm and one leg of the headless, complete body were just gone.

It's as if it's millennially weathered.

When touched slightly, it turns into dust.

The price of the curse!

The curse is not cast in a vacuum.

Not only do you need to know the spell, the process, and complete the ritual, but you also need to pay the price.

Normal curses are replaced with other items.

Most of them are animal flesh and blood, but if you want to complete this ferocious curse, you must use your own flesh and blood, and even affect your own bloodline.

What will happen is not known with Jason's mysterious knowledge.

But one thing, he is clear.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

This is one of the most important things he learned in the 'City That Never Sleeps'.

Perhaps not accepted by the knights.

But he's a 'postman'!

Yi！

Again, a short diagram.

The force field of [Protecting Against Evil] was directly activated and acted on the body in his hand.

When he just returned to the 'room' again, Jason once again used his time to replenish two [Evil Protection].

It's not that you don't want to fill it all up.

It's that time doesn't allow it.

Even if he used his time to the limit, he couldn't do it.

Airplanes!

The air vibrate, and Jason could clearly feel the body he was carrying tremble.

Effective!

Without hesitation, Jason struck another blow.

This time the effect is even more outstanding.

Jason could clearly hear the slight cracking of some of the internal organs in his hands.

Immediately, Jason was ready to unleash the third blow [Defend Against Evil].

And at this very moment-

"Spear through the night!"

"Stained with the blood of the gods!"

"The moon is falling!"

"Destroy the stars!"

"In the name of your existence...... Eternal sleep be granted to those I know, whose real name is 'Lothar 11'! ”

The malevolent curse has reappeared.

Only this time, the leader of 'their' chose Lothar 11!

Jason paused.

He turned around.

There was a fierce coldness in his eyes behind the mask.

Cold as frost.

Sharp as a sword.

Lothar 11 is a kind guy.

There is no ambition.

There is no harm in doing anything.

It is a person who wants to live peacefully and steadily to old age.

It's very friendly to him.,And there's no utilitarianism.,It's just completely looking for someone to talk about the boredom of life.。

Like...... Friend.

Oh, yes!

Friend!

Whenever he is alone, Jason can't help but recall his friends who chatted with him on a summer night in his hometown, at a roadside barbecue stall, chatting with him, skewering, and stepping on the box.

There is nothing fixed about the topic of chatting, whether it is happy or annoying, and they talk to each other.

The skewers are basically fixed, 20 lamb skewers, 10 garlic meat, 10 Wangjing small loins, two chicken wings, one roasted eggplant and one fried clam.

The wine that is stepping on the box is best Wusu, otherwise the snowflakes can also be used, so it is naturally iced.

In the summer night breeze, the cold ice wine is in the stomach, and the smell of the barbecue mixed with cumin and chili peppers is really a treat.

But isn't it the most enjoyable thing to be with the friends in front of you?

But Jason knew very well that there was no going back.

Even if he returned to his hometown.

There is no going back to such days.

It is not the so-called sense of alienation from friends caused by the change of mood after the change of strength.

Bullshit!

Such a thing simply does not happen.

Such a thing is just the innocent moaning of a hypocritical person.

Your own state of mind is not up to you, and no matter how powerful you are, you are just a walking dead who drifts with the flow.

Jason is worried......

Time!

He didn't know that he would have a long time after he went back.

Is his friend still ...... Alive.

It's been a hundred years.

Therefore, he cherishes everyone he regards as a friend.

Although he is used to being cold and silent, it does not mean that he will be indifferent to the recognized friends.

Rarely, anger appeared in the bottom of Jason's heart.

Although the next moment it was pressed down.

However, this leader of 'their' caught it.

"Angry?"

"Powerless?"

"Wait for the bad news!"

The other sneered, sarcastically at Jason.

The other party wants to provoke Jason.

The other party hoped that Jason would drop his body and rush over.

But Jason didn't.

sI oT Yn！

In the muffled Tufu, [Protect against Evil] fell on this body.

Then, the second, third, fourth......

From the third time onwards, Jason didn't perform it once, and death would appear once.

However, Jason had no intention of stopping.

Now he has almost 600 lives.

Enough to kill the bastard in front of you!

In fact, this is also true.

When Jason continuously cast [Protect against Evil], the leader of 'their' changed his face and rushed towards Jason like crazy, but before he could take a step, the leader froze in place.

Burst!

The new body that had just been molded was shattered.

It's like a soap bubble.

Only the remaining head was suspended in mid-air, its eyes widened, its face hideous, and its skin throbbing.

Jason didn't know what was going on.

He just stared at the other party, and again and again he cast [Defend against Evil].

……

On a still river.

A small boat is moving steadily.

Lothar sat in the bow of the boat, and Lothar1 shook the pulp, and at the young man's feet was a skeleton in a brown linen robe.

It's different from the miserable whiteness of normal skeletons.

The skeleton's bones have a jade-colored color.

But the hideousness remains.

In particular, the soul fire in his eye socket spewed out, as if he wanted to burn the soles of Lothar1's feet.

But Lothar1 only exerted a slight force on the soles of his feet, and the skeleton crawled there motionless again, and the soul fire in his eyes became even more dim, as if it was about to be extinguished at any time.

"Blasphemer!"

"Blasphemer!"

"Your sins are unforgivable!"

Even when they were trampled underfoot, the skeleton screamed.

Then, Lothar 1 stepped on its ribs.

Suddenly, the skeleton fell silent.

And when Lothar1 stepped on another of its ribs, the skeleton began to beg for mercy.

"Don't do that!"

"I'm just a poor ferryman."

"I'm just doing what I'm told."

The skeleton shouted.

"Those who do what they are told will not set such a vicious trap!"

"Ferrymen don't take money as their lives!"

Lothar1 said with a smile.

"Rules!"

"It's all the rules!"

"I have to comply!"

The skeleton quibbled.

"You...... Well? ”

Lothar1 was about to say something, but his face suddenly became serious, which made the skeleton under his feet shiver.

If the smiling Lothar 11 was like a butcher sharpening his knives, then at this time, the serious-faced Lothar 1 has become a volcano about to erupt.

"Huh!"

"What a guts!"

"How dare you think of my brother!"

Lothar1 said with a chuckle.

But there is no smile at all.

All that's left, cold.

Bone-chilling cold.

Then he grabbed the skeleton at his feet.

"The time has come for you to atone for your sins!"

"Die in the place of my brother!"

"It's your pleasure!"

Saying this, Lothar 1 mobilized hundreds of seeds in Lothar 11's body, so that these seeds quickly completed a special sorting, completing a not simple ceremony.

Transfer!

The cursed power that had begun to appear on Lothar 11 was transferred to the skeleton in Lothar 1's hands.

Suddenly, the jade-like skeleton became dim.

Patches of black patches appeared on its body.

"Kill the gods! Kill the gods! Kill the gods! ”

It shouted and shouted.

Something lurking within its body began to fight back against such a curse.

And with the power of the curse, it spreads to the source of the curse.

However, the skeleton is finished.

Syllable!

After a crisp sound, it turned into an ordinary rotten skeleton and disappeared with the wind.

"Huh?"

Lothar1 was keenly aware of such a change and was a little surprised.

"They can be called gods, and they naturally have their own merits - it's just that they have more time to learn and accumulate more knowledge than we do."

Lothar, who was sitting on the bow of the boat, did not look back, and said lightly.

"Yes, Father."

Lothar1 replied.

He knew it was his father reminding him.

After that, Lothar closed her eyes again.

No more words were spoken.

As for Lothar 11, this youngest son of his own?

Lothar is confident that her eldest son will take care of his younger brother.

……

Ahem, ahem!

Lothar 11 suddenly felt an itch in his throat.

Unable to help it, he coughed lightly several times.

Then, a mouthful of thick phlegm appeared in the mouth.

took out a tissue and spit the thick phlegm on it, looking at the yellowed phlegm, Lothar 11 couldn't help but sigh that he was on fire, and told himself that he should stay up less late, drink more water, and drink less.

Throw the tissue in the garbage basket.

Lothar 11 tapped on the table.

"Go on."

He said.

He had absolutely no idea what was going on.

He just thinks it's time to take care of his body.

At least I'll have to take a thermos cup and soak some wolfberries in the future.

……

sI oT Yn！

10th [Defend Against Evil]!

With the spread of the special force field, the body that had been grasped by Jason in his hands, and the body belonging to the leader of 'them' was completely shattered.

Directly shattered into pieces.

However, the moment it hit the ground, it shattered into slag.

"Ahhh

At this moment, the leader of 'their' shouted like never before.

Pain.

Miserable.

Anyone who hears this shout can feel the pain.

And, more importantly, the 'altar' in the distance began to crumble.

Click!

There was a clear sound, and a crack was in the 'altar'.

Involuntarily, all the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' who were fighting all stopped.

They looked at the cracked altar.

One by one, their eyes widened.

"This?!"

There was disbelief in his eyes.

However, the cracks continue to grow.

Click, click!

Eventually, the altar collapsed.

"How so?"

"How is this possible?"

The 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' who were still fighting hard just now have become depressed one by one.

However, it only lasted for a few seconds.

Everyone's eyes were fiercely staring at the leader of 'them' who was still screaming.

"You culprit!"

One of the 'fathers' of the 'Hundred Great Families' rebuked.

"You're the one who made us kill each other!"

The rest spoke.

Then, again, there was a closure.

And the leader of 'their' was still screaming.

"Ahhhh

"God, God's punishment?!"

"Why is it divine punishment?!"

He roared in disbelief.

He was looking for a solution.

But the power of the world was so different that he had no way to change all this.

No!

And also!

Thinking of something, he stopped screaming.

Although everything is disrupted, instead of sitting and waiting, it is better to give it a try!

Thinking of this, he initiated the final step of the ritual.

Hera on the top of the pit, 'inspiration' keeps ringing.

Dangerous!

Dangerous!

The waves of warnings made her tremble all over.

"Get out of that ......"

But before the words could be finished, Hera's voice stopped abruptly.

Because—

The bottom of the pit has long been empty.

Everyone was under her eyelids, and disappeared without a trace.

(End of chapter)