The King of Curses

Chapter 310 VS the Lord of Guixu
"I should have brought a few more acquaintances here earlier."

Louka sighed softly.

"There's still time. You can ask them to stay on this ship with you."

Wan Dugu smiled.

"Insanity."

The girl in the white dress slightly frowned her brows, her eyes were gentle, and she had a different kind of charm even when she was angry.

The girl actually didn't understand what human emotions were, but it was easy for her to imitate them, and others couldn't tell the difference; even if they could, some people might prefer to immerse themselves in her extraordinary charm and not want to wake up.

This pattern of learning and adapting to the optimal posture is an instinct engraved in the soul of the evil god. It has been like this since ten thousand years ago and it is still like this in this human age.

She raised her hands towards the special curse-binding masters, who took action at the same time.

……

"clang!"

There was a loud muffled thud on the bulkhead.

Special steel materials comparable to the armor plates of aircraft carriers were easily penetrated, and tens of millions of tons of force from the outside world gathered into a fist, smashing the hatch and the wall.

The high-speed water jetted out, flying like thousands of sharp arrows. The naked eye could hardly see any trace of it. One could only detect countless hazy white shadows shuttling through the space on the lower deck, tearing the steel and the barrier into pieces in an instant.
What followed was the raging waves that had been brewing for a long time, and the whirlpool submerged and swept away the vision of both humans and gods.

Meng Huafan occupied the body of the Mirage Lord and therefore was able to use his power; the deep sea was the home turf of this ancient behemoth and even a top-notch spell-breaker who was good at manipulating and interfering with the great forces of nature might not be able to surpass its destructive power.

If someone were to observe this scene from the bottom of the sea, they would find that the entire lower half of the Mirage was completely flattened by this blow.

Meng Huafan did not hesitate to destroy his own car, but this simple and crude trick seemed to have little meaning to his partners and enemies.

Wan Dugu disappeared on the spot, and a dark oval figure emerged from the hood.

It has no facial features or wrinkles. High-speed rotating jets and tens of thousands of tons of water pressure rush through it wantonly, but it never leaves the slightest trace.

As for the girl in the white dress, she disappeared from their sight simply and efficiently by some unknown means.

"It seems that your ability is not threatening enough to her."

“This is not my true self.”

Meatball answered in a muffled voice.

"What about your true body?"

The figure, who was left with only a dark outline, said.

"At the critical moment, are you still holding back? Or, even you can't tell who is the real one?"

Meng Huafan did not answer again and continued his work in silence. The meat ball merged into the hull above and disappeared.

The space that was destroyed and disappeared by the sea water suddenly grew again at an extremely fast speed. The missing decks on the bottom of the ship were all filled in, but the material was no longer steel, but wriggling flesh and blood. The biomass base wrapped around the 500-meter-long hull.

A monster with a steel ship on top and a giant sea beast below reveals its true appearance.

It caused layers of undercurrents as it swam, and light patterns like oracle bones floated on its blue-gray scales; dozens of tentacles hung from its lower jaw, each with a glowing cavity curled up at the end, like a broken moon hanging in the deep sea.

Meng Huafan created a brand new battlefield that included everyone; this battlefield was inside the belly of the giant sea beast.

"Oh? I just felt something was strange. It seemed different from what I had seen before. The mirage at that time was obviously hundreds of times larger. But it happened ten thousand years ago after all. I thought it was just a memory error..."

Ten seconds later, the evil god's figure appeared in the center of the battlefield again. She looked curiously at the squirming red flesh walls around her.

"It turns out that was just the 'core'. This is the full picture of the Mirage Lord."

The luxury cruise ship purchased by Meng Huafan is just a shell, inside of which is the body of the Mirage Lord, now covered with steel.

After all, the ships made by humans cannot support travel to the center of the earth, the bottom of the sea or even another space. He can sail around on the Mirage thanks to the extraordinary power of the Mirage Lord.

……

“So this is the true appearance of this ship.”

The dark figure laughed.

“Mr. Meng, if we fight in your pet’s stomach, won’t it hurt it?”

"It can't die. Half of the Mirage Lord's body is in a different dimension, which is why it has survived until now."

"You mean I can let go and fight? Okay, I won't hold back."

During the conversation, the dark shadows of the men melted like new snow under the sun into unrecognizable shapes. After falling to the ground, they quickly rolled up a torrent of darkness and drew up a dark curtain across the sky.

The power used by ordinary spellcasters is completely different from that used by ordinary spellcasters. Wan Dugu does not use true Qi or supernatural power, but Yin Qi and Sha Qi, which are closer to ghosts. The often uncomfortable chill that surrounds him comes from this.

"She seemed to have used some method to disappear from here briefly just now. If it is a spatial interference ability, we have to seal this place off first."

Wan Dugu thought.

The powerful and rich evil spirit ignited the turbid air in an instant, the balance between heaven and earth was shaken, and strange changes occurred. The space inside the mirage master's belly suddenly became a "haunted house", and the man-made spiritual space sealed the evil gods and humans inside.

The figure of the girl in the white dress was shadowy and seemed like she might disappear at any time, but the billowing black smoke and the cold and turbid currents that swept in from all directions and rushed around in this haunted house soon made her visible again.

"——I got you."

The black smoke quickly gathered into a human shape, stretched out a huge hand, and grabbed her in the palm.

The evil energy that surged in from all directions had the effect of corroding flesh and blood and taking away souls, but the evil god was not affected at all. Instead, he smiled at him.

As the pinnacle of ghosts, the evil spirit is not as lethal to her as it is to humans; in the fight between ghosts, the key to determining the outcome is only the magnitude.

"...!"

At the same time, Wan Dugu suddenly felt his whole body sinking, and he had a feeling of "falling down", as if countless hands were dragging his ankles and pulling him down.

Falling, falling, falling towards the bottomless abyss...

But now he no longer has actual flesh and blood. This body is made entirely of Yin Sha Qi. Gravity has lost its meaning to him, and there is no physical space for falling.

"What ability is this?"

Wan Dugu became alert and immediately flew upwards.

However, the feeling of falling did not go away with him. The dark figure flew up and down in the air, seemingly free, but the "abyss" that was chasing him like a shadow made him feel more and more uneasy.

He immediately spread his spiritual sense, but only caught the vague outline of some huge monster, which was elusive.

Where did this feeling of falling that always haunted him come from? "As expected of a god who has lived for ten thousand years, he has some tricks up his sleeve. Is this the ability to interfere with the mind, or the interference with space? No, it's neither, it's not that simple." He thought, "Is it something more profound... the ability to manipulate concepts or fate?"

The strange feeling of falling always lingered in his body and mind, lingering like the approaching footsteps of the god of death, filled with ominousness. Only instinct told the man: if he "really fell" in this feeling, then he would be doomed.

He was at a disadvantage after just one encounter because Wan Dugu knew very little about the nature of the evil god's power. It was his first time fighting against the enemy and he couldn't think of a way to break it.

He looked towards the location where Meng Huafan was in the distance and found that he was no longer visible. The other party might be observing quietly at the side, letting others test the foundation of the evil god so as to make plans for the next step.

Wan Dugu sneered in his heart and prepared to take real action.

……

During his time as a special-class spell-binding master, he had met spell-binding masters of all kinds and abilities, and understood one thing:
No matter what the ability itself is, what drives the ability itself is always "energy": whether it is true Qi or evil Qi, quantity is always the core. This is why ordinary spell masters can never be their opponents.

The Dragon Slayer's idea might not be wrong, but the problem is that his path is simply not feasible. The reason why he can make a judgment is because he has tried it himself -

Wan Dugu stopped moving, and then something strange happened:

The black shadow hovering in the air was like a piece of paper cut in two. One half was still pitch black as if it had been completely soaked in ink, while the other half burst out with dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire hall.

On one side, there were billowing black smoke and turbid air; on the other side, there was dazzling golden light rising into the sky, revealing the purest power that belonged only to human beings.

Light and dark, cold and hot, this scene is like an oil painting with sharp contrasts.

Yes, after using the special nature of his own curse to master the forbidden power of ghosts and monsters in the body of a human, Wan Dugu did not give up the power that belongs only to humans.

The amount of true Qi of the special-class spell-forbidden master is already vast, and at this moment, when he adds the evil Qi, it actually explodes with nearly twice its own "magnitude"!
Manipulating two incompatible and extremely opposing energies at the same time, he could be seriously injured and killed at any time. Every breath he took was like walking a tightrope on a cliff...

The price of this dangerous fighting style is the confidence to overwhelm opponents with sheer quantity, and even to take on multiple of his kind.

If you want to interfere with this special curse master, you will have to pay a corresponding price. Even if the opponent is an evil god, he cannot escape this law. The endless "quantity" will increase the opponent's loss until he can no longer bear it.

……

The figure of the girl in the white dress finally reappeared. She could no longer escape in some unpredictable way. She looked up at the scorching sun hanging high above her head, and the half-gold and half-black figure with brilliant light.

After a few breaths, Wan Dugu felt the subtle sensation of "the restraints being broken free" and realized that he had succeeded.

He cannot maintain this state for too long, as the two energies of true Qi and evil Qi will grow and decline and be compatible with each other, so he can only fight quickly and decisively.

The turbid current that overturned the heaven and earth turned into a long ink-black dragon, and the dazzling golden light condensed into a giant sword hundreds of meters long. Under his control, it attacked from two directions.

Since the opponent's ability is not enough to control him, it means that he is the one who has the advantage in weight comparison. Wan Dugu is full of confidence in this attack.

……

At the critical moment, the girl in the white dress raised her hands towards the sky.

There was no earth-shattering collision as imagined. Instead, a circular light curtain emerged from the evil god's hand, revealing a spectacular and desolate scene:

Looking down from a very high place, an indigo curtain of water falls from the sky. The water here does not rush down, but condenses into thousands of spiral water columns; each column is as high as the sky and as wide as thousands of acres, and countless sunken palaces, bronze corals, and sleeping bones can be vaguely seen in between...

The scene flashed by, and the "circle" in the girl's hand touched the evil dragon and the true sword, instantly swallowing the latter two and disappearing together with the "circle".

Wan Dugu realized that this was the source of the "feeling of falling" that had been haunting him just now—

Was he almost... in the middle of the circle?

"'Water from the eight directions and nine fields, the flow of the Milky Way, all flow into it, without increasing or decreasing'...Have you heard this sentence? This is what I saw in your human books, a record of the ancient gods and demons."

Her tone was indifferent, revealing the majesty of an ancient god who once ruled the world.

"I am the Lord of Guixu, the guardian of the end of time, and the witness of the destruction of all civilizations. You are far from being able to defeat me at your level."

……

"..."

For the first time, Wan Dugu felt shocked.

If the thickness of the true Qi of the special-class spell-binding master can only be described as "like an abyss or an ocean"; then the "circle" that emerged from the girl's hands is so huge that it is beyond imagination and beyond words, and can be called "infinite".

Even an ocean can contain it. It is a "bottomless valley".

Is the gap between him and the evil god really that big?
...No, absolutely not.

Although he didn't know as much about the ancient evil god as Meng Huafan, he knew that, regardless of his true body which was still in deep sleep, he couldn't have such strength now, otherwise he would never have been able to break free from the restraints in the battle just now.

Hallucination?

No, ordinary hallucinations could not shake his mind. It was not simple mind manipulation or space manipulation. It was more like calling upon the power she "once had" for a moment.

If one day, the evil god takes back all his power, I will definitely not be his opponent now.

——Then we can’t let her leave.

Wan Dugu retreated instead of advancing, his figure rushing towards the girl in the white dress. His true Qi and evil Qi collided and rubbed against each other uncontrollably, surging over his body, and bursting out with even more dazzling light. The extremely expanded energy was almost out of control, and was about to burst the unstable spiritual space...

……

"Oh, I've been seen through."

Loujia stuck out her tongue, and the indifference and arrogance on her face just now disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"It's really hard to deal with you, a bunch of curse masters... No, I have to run away first."

"Don't even think about running away!"

Wan Dugu shouted loudly.

"Meng Huafan! If you don't take action now, when will you take action?!"

Before he finished speaking, Loujia suddenly felt a chill under his feet. He looked down and found that his bare feet, as white as jade, were covered with bloodshot.

She felt another force that was no less powerful than the one above invading her body, but compared to the mighty force of Wan Dugu, it was more secretive and sinister. If she wasn't careful, she would be unable to move.

"Two against one, humans are so treacherous!"

The girl grumbled in dissatisfaction.

She raised her head and shouted upwards:

"Hey, stop watching the show! Why don't you come and save me?"

(End of this chapter)