The left path sequence starts with the animal tamer

As long as there is a trace of the opponent's breath, you can directly curse the opponent. Although the power of this curse is a little smaller, it is a real strategic-level curse.

Because this curse, although weak in power, can affect everyone. Even if the other party is a god, he can be cursed. However, the more powerful the other party is, the smaller the impact of this curse will be.

However, no matter how small the curse is, it can be accumulated. When Feng Willow was weak, he used this trick to deal with the Tide Lord who had not revived.

"How many Sequence Eight pagans are there in the temple now? Gather them all for me," Feng Willow ordered.

Unlike the New World, the development of the Temple of Friendship in the Empire was not that rapid. However, due to the long period of missionary work, a group of Knights Protectorate were developed, and the strength of the Knights Protectorate here was also stronger.

There are now 800 pagans who have reached Sequence 8. These people are the team that Feng Willow has spent a lot of resources to build over the years.

The inheritance of the pagan sequence destined these people to be loyal to the God of Friendship. Because those who do not have enough faith cannot complete the promotion. Faith is one of the necessary conditions for promotion.

Soon, following von Willow's order, the pagans of Sequence 81 in the Knights Templar quickly gathered towards the town where von Willow was.

Feng Weiluo has also extracted the breath from the evil god. This breath belongs to the guy who cursed him.

If he killed the evil god, then this aura would really dissipate. However, he didn't expect that Feng Weiluo had held back, resulting in the evil god not dying, and the guy who had backstabbed him was able to catch this trace of aura.

It was just a breath, not only could he not tell the other party's identity, he couldn't even tell if the other party was strong or not, but this didn't have much of an impact on Feng Willow. As long as he could curse the other party, the other party's identity didn't matter.

He was tricked, and he was determined to avenge himself. Even his desire to fight his enemy to the death might have been influenced by the curse, which magnified his desire for revenge.

He had no good solution to this curse yet. He didn't know how to break the curse on himself.

But at this moment, nothing in Feng Willow's mind was more important than revenge. He only had one thought in his mind: "Let the guy who plotted against me pay the price."

The curse of hitting villains is only a low-level curse. It can be learned by the pagan sequence eight. The pagans of the Knights of the Guard have all learned this curse. In the Temple of Friendship, this curse is a must-learn secret art.

Because there are many tasks in the temple that require the use of this curse secret technique, such as eradicating enemies and making non-believers such as wealthy merchants and nobles pay the price. All of them require this relatively secret curse technique.

This is also a secret method that enables the Friendship Temple to grow and develop in the Old World. A temple that has aboveboard methods must also have some secret methods. And the curse is the best and most suitable method for the temple to preach.

"I have received an oracle that the great God of Friendship is about to revive. Before the god revive, there will be evil demons coming to stop it. This breath is one of the evil demons that the god told me about.

We must clear out these evil demons in advance and do our part to welcome the revival of the great gods. Your contributions will be remembered by our Lord. "Feng Willow was suspended in the air, and said to the pagan sequencers below with a bewitching tone.

Those who were able to join the ranks of pagans were all devout believers in the gods they believed in, and some were even fanatics. When they heard that the enemy was the evil demon that was hindering the revival of the gods, their eyes turned red, and they wished they could fight the evil demon right now, even if it meant their own death.

"It is this breath. Listen to my orders in a moment. Everyone, do your best to cast the curse until the magic power is exhausted." Feng Willow ordered.

Sensing the enemy's breath and casting curses were nothing but commonplace things for these pagan sequencers of the Knights of the Guard. They did this kind of thing frequently, so they were all very familiar with it.

Feng Willow himself held a wine glass-shaped source of magic in one hand, and at a command, eight hundred pagan sequencers under his command cast curses at the same time.

Feng Willow's left leg seemed to cramp, and he tapped the ground frantically. Every tap was a curse sent to the enemy.

Eight hundred people cast curses at the same time. Although the power of this curse is a bit low, quantitative change leads to qualitative change. Moreover, it is not cast once, but continuously. Combined with the curses in the mouth, it can continuously reduce the opponent's spirit.

With Feng Weiluo's current strength, let alone a hundred strikes per second, as long as his feet move fast enough, he can even do a thousand strikes per second.

All of his enormous magic power disappeared like flowing water, but Feng Willow held the magic wine glass in his hand. Although his feet were twitching like cramps, he held the wine glass steadily in his hand, and took a sip of the source of magic power from time to time to restore his magic power.

The pagan sequencers below also performed very hard, doing their best to cast curses until their magic power was exhausted. Some people even spent their own money to take magic potions to restore their magic power and continue to cast curses.

In just a few minutes, the magic power of the eight hundred pagans was completely consumed. Although the power of the curse of hitting the villain was low and the consumption was low when it was cast, it could not withstand the fast speed of casting.

"Members who have exhausted their magic power can restore it first. There is no need to rush. Our operation this time will take a long time, probably three to six months." Although Feng Weiluo's words were light, the weight they represented was indeed not light at all.
It was even very terrifying. More than 800 pagan sequencers did nothing every day but cursed the enemy. The fanatical believers of the God of Friendship groaned in their hearts when they heard it.

Every day, I would use up all my magic power and then slowly recover it. This was a very hard life, and there was no entertainment at all. Every day, I lived a very regular life, eating, sleeping, casting curses, and recovering my magic power.

While they were complaining, they were also thinking about how miserable the evil demon they cursed would be. However, none of these pagans would sympathize with the evil demon who wanted to hinder the revival of their gods.

Feng Willow was also furious. Perhaps he was also affected by the curse, which magnified the hatred in his heart: "Damn it, no matter who the other party is, if he dares to curse me, I won't curse him to death, and this matter will not be over! Fight this bastard to the death!"

At this moment in the abyss, the furious demon god who had just regained consciousness was roaring: "Who is it? Who is plotting against me in secret? How did they find my location?"

His real body has not yet been revived, and his powerful demon god body is still sleeping, but his consciousness has awakened and he has begun to seize the opportunity for a comprehensive recovery in the future. Unexpectedly, before he can truly recover, he will be cursed fiercely.

The furious demon could clearly feel that his spirit was withering bit by bit, and there were all kinds of curses lingering in his ears, as if hundreds of shrews were cursing him. Since he was promoted to the demon god several epochs ago, he had not been cursed like this for a long time. Even his enemies were more afraid of him. The gods should not be insulted.

But now, it seemed as if hundreds or thousands of people were cursing him every moment in his ears, and he could also smell a faint odor of foot odor. No, it was still faint at the beginning, but as the curses increased, the foot odor began to become stronger.

In the place where he lived, his true body of the demon god, which was still sleeping, began to emit a strong smell of feet odor.

The foot odor caused by one curse is not much, but more than 800 people cast curses at the same time, and they were cursing him continuously.

If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant. Even gods cannot avoid this kind of curse. What's more, the furious demon has not yet fully revived his true body. Only his true spirit has awakened and is preparing for the revival of his true body.

To be more precise, the main body is still in a lucid dream, and a wisp of consciousness is taking action to prepare for the upcoming revival of the demon's true body.

The revival of the demon's true body is not something that can be done in an instant. Instead, it requires adapting to the environment little by little, which takes a process.

The waves of curses quickly weakened the Furious Demon's spirit, like an ordinary person who had not slept for two days and two nights, his consciousness had gradually begun to blur, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

"If you want to curse me, you must first find my aura. I have been sleeping since the last era. My enemies are in a similar state.

That is to say, my current curse should not come from the enemies of the past, but from the enemies of this era.

I have just woken up in this era and have not left any trace in the outside world. The only person who left his trace should be the evil god Latia.

It seems that he didn't manage to solve the problem, and the enemy has traced it back to me. "The furious demon wanted to be furious, but he couldn't. He was really exhausted, and he was afraid that if he was careless, he would fall asleep.

As a powerful demon god, these curses could not cause much harm to him. They could make him lose his spirit, or at most make him fall into a deep sleep. That was already very good.

Once he falls into a deep sleep, when he wakes up again, that is when the demon god's true body will revive. One step slow, every step slow.

If he didn't prepare in advance, by the time he recovered, the others' strength would have been fully restored. This was something he couldn't bear.

So even though the Wrathful Demon God was in a state of mental depression, with people constantly cursing him in his ears and a strong smell of stinky feet surrounding his body, he still insisted on staying awake.

The furious demon forced himself to muster up his strength, cast a secret technique, and sense the aura he released as a medium, and soon sensed it.

"Sure enough, this backup plan has a problem. It shouldn't be a big problem." The Furious Demon God didn't sense the presence of gods nearby, and he felt much more at ease. In his view, those below the level of gods are ants, and even if his true body hasn't revived, the other party can't really do anything to him.

The Furious Demon quickly asked his followers to set up a magic circle, and using his own aura as a positioning, he quickly transmitted his will.

It has been more than a month for Feng Willow, and the pagan sequencers below have made great progress in their magic power during this period. However, they are also mentally exhausted, and everyone no longer has the happiness they had at the beginning.

At the beginning, everyone was eager to fight, wanting to avenge the Sea-Dividing Demon God they believed in. Even if they couldn't kill him, they would at least disgust him.

The Furious Demon was indeed successfully disgusted. Not only was he in a depressed state, but there were also hundreds of people blaming and cursing him in his ears. After going on for such a long time, this matter must have successfully disgusted him.

However, as time went on, these knights who protected the religion soon became as weak as before.

This breath of the furious demon god has always been in Feng Weiluo's hands, because he knows how powerful the power of the gods is.

With just a breath of air, the demon god could curse him, and he could also kill others. Feng Willow could imagine how angry the furious demon god would be.

Soon, the furious demon made a projection based on his own aura. He wanted to at least see who was the person who ruined his plan and cursed him for a month.

Although this projection has no power, as long as he can know who is cursing him, it will be enough. The furious demon feels that he will get revenge sooner or later.

The furious demon god didn't expect that he would soon determine the whereabouts of his own breath by following that breath. The moment he projected over, he actually saw a young man with a kind face.

The Raging Demon God had no intention of doing anything, he just wanted to determine who was cursing him. The other party was able to curse him across a huge world, so he must be very powerful. He must know who the enemy and opponent are.

However, he didn't expect that he just projected over and took a look before being stopped by Feng Weiluo.

"Please stay, fellow Daoist!" After Feng Weiluo saw a projected demon coming over, the other party actually turned around and was about to leave.

How could he let the other party leave like this? Even if it was just a projection, even if he killed it, he could not do anything to the angry demon's real body.

But Feng Willow immediately used his divine power and cast his most powerful curse so far. (End of this chapter)