Abnormal Moon

They are natural-born masters of using curses.

This world, overflowing with curses, was almost like a fish in water for them.

The real person absorbed a lot of the curses from the wild.

However, he did not use it immediately to strengthen himself, but instead stored it in his body.

Because he discovered something.

Even for fish that live in water, once the water pressure reaches a certain level, it will be harmful to them in every way.

This is the evil of this world.

This conceptual curse is so powerful, so vast, and so unstoppable that even a cursed spirit would be affected if it tried to absorb and utilize it. If it absorbed too much at once, it would be overwhelmed by countless acts of malice and lose its mind.

Even a top-tier cursed spirit like a real person can only absorb this curse little by little if they want to become stronger. They can absorb a small portion each day, and only after they have completely digested the curse can they start absorbing the next small portion. Only by accumulating over time can they become stronger with almost zero side effects.

But real people today can't be that relaxed.

If he doesn't find a way, he'll definitely die at Roy's hands.

So he absorbed all the curse stored in his body in one go.

He didn't know what the consequences of doing this would be.

They might completely lose themselves and become a mindless cursed spirit that only knows how to kill, or they might be burst apart by the enormous curse and die on the spot... But either way, it's better than dying at Roy's hands.

And now look.

The real situation is likely the former.

He completely lost his mind and became a killing machine.

Completely out of his mind, he now only has one thing on his mind—to eliminate the enemies who previously threatened him, one by one!

"Roar!"

The real man's gaze fell on Roy, who was standing on the rooftop of a building not far away.

He roared and slapped the building where Roy was.

As the large hand landed, layers of smoke rings unfolded like contrails.

Roy's gaze sharpened. Despite the enormous size of the hand, its speed was astonishing. This large size was actually faster than the smaller one from before!

He quickly dodged and leaped out of the building.

"Boom!"

A real person slapped the rooftop of the building, and the entire apartment building instantly shook. With a series of cracking and booming sounds, the entire building suddenly collapsed!

"The power is terrifying... Although I've lost myself, the power of the curse is still formidable!"

Luo Yiren glanced back in mid-air. Such a tall building was collapsed with a single palm strike; the power was truly incredible.

How many curses did he absorb to strengthen his power to this extent?

The sound of the wind whistling could be heard.

The real man's other large hand reached out to grab Roy, who was still in mid-air, as if he wanted to crush him to death—it seems that after absorbing such a huge curse, even the damage to his soul has been restored. Perhaps it was a subconscious action, using the instantaneous burst of the curse to repair his original soul injury.

"You've really underestimated me. Did you think that absorbing a little bit of the curse would make you a match for me?"

Roy's lips curled into a sneer, and with that, he pulled the engine from his waist.

The next moment, a huge light blade, ten meters long, appeared in his hand. The pitch-black infernal flames spiraled around the light blade, and the surrounding area turned into a crucible, with the temperature suddenly rising by a lot.

"Hey!"

Like a hot knife cutting into butter, the ultra-high temperature blade sliced ​​a real person's outstretched hand into pieces with a single stroke.

The moment the palm shattered, the purple tumors covering its skin gushed out like bursting juice.

While in mid-air, Luo Yi stepped on the air, causing a shockwave that sent her flying backward, dodging the purple liquid. The curse-like smell was incredibly strong, clearly indicating that it was poisonous.

"Weber!"

At that moment, Iskandar's angry roar suddenly came from the red brick road below.

Roy found a good spot to stand and looked down, just in time to see Webber's body being stretched like a noodle, turning into a long arrow.

The real man caught the arrow and thrust it fiercely at Roy.

Iskandar's eyes reddened instantly.

"Crush me to ashes, you cursed spirit!"

Filled with rage like a volcano erupting, he drew his short sword from his waist once more.

In an instant, lightning struck from the sky.

This fight is going to be a bit longer than I expected, but it'll be over by tomorrow. No extra chapters today.

Chapter 317 Divine Power

The first to notice the change were none other than themselves.

It was Weber himself.

The giant size of the human startled him, but Roy's strength was no less than his. As he watched with a heavy heart as the mindless giant monster had its hand severed by Roy's sword, he suddenly felt something was wrong with his body.

An irreversible change came from the depths of my soul.

At that moment, Weber's heart sank to the bottom.

"I'm sorry, Rider, it seems this is all I can do—"

Before he could finish his last sentence with a wry smile, his body was forced to transform into a thin, long steel arrow, which was grabbed by the real man and thrust at Roy like a spear.

"Weber!"

Roy's gaze sharpened upon seeing this.

He had just dodged the giant human's thrust when he heard Iskandar's roar.

"Crush me to ashes, you cursed spirit!"

The Conqueror King's eyes were red, and the aura he had been building up erupted like a volcano.

He angrily drew his short sword from his waist again, and in an instant, lightning struck down from the sky, hitting the real man on the forehead.

The real man staggered as he was struck, his body scorched by the intense heat, the pain stimulating all his senses, causing him to roar in fury.

"Roar--!"

"Moo-!"

Before he could finish shouting, a huge war chariot descended from the sky.

The robust bison-like sacred beast descended from the horizon as if treading on the Milky Way, its four hooves crackling with purple lightning. Pulling a chariot that roared like thunder, it shattered the barrier covering the sky with a single stomp and crashed headfirst into the real person's head.

"Boom!"

The gigantic humanoid was suddenly hit head-on by the tank.

The immense physical impact, coupled with the purple lightning that seemed to come from the god of thunder, struck him on the head simultaneously, knocking him backward and crushing the church behind him to pieces with an earthquake-like roar.

"Ugh... Oh...!"

The enormous monster let out a deep roar, like a wolf whose ferocity was aroused by its wounds.

"It's not over yet!"

Iskandar, his eyes bloodshot, stepped onto the chariot. The bull's hooves kicked off the chariot, sending it into the sky amidst a trail of sparks.

He drove his chariot, constantly circling and turning in mid-air, his hooves flashing with purple lightning and his wheels emitting thunderous roars, trampling over the real man again and again.

The real man's roar was initially full of ferocity, but soon it became pathetic, and he quickly became as aggrieved as a wolf cub whose food had been snatched from the tiger's mouth.

He must have lost his mind, otherwise he would have asked again.

Why are there so many superhumanly powerful beings in this world?

"If I had done nothing, I wouldn't have suffered this torment before I died."

Roy stood on the rooftop of another building, looking down at the real person who was almost powerless to fight back under the trampling of the Divine Wheel, and murmured to himself.

However, he has lost all reason now, and only instinct remains. This is probably the kind of end that suits his style.

"Roar!!"

The giant monster was trampled by bull hooves and wheels, and large patches of its venomous tumors burst open, only to evaporate instantly under the intense heat of the lightning.

He struggled for a while, waving his hands haphazardly like a child trying to shoo away flies, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the buzzing in his ears, and finally let out a furious roar.

He slammed his hand on the ground, and his swollen body suddenly contracted.

Its enormous body, nearly twenty meters tall, seemed to be constantly compressed, shrinking rapidly to the naked eye. In just two or three seconds, it went from being as tall as a building to being only about the height of a bungalow.

He still had no hair on his body, but his muscles had become increasingly firm, and the tumors all over his body were as dense as goosebumps, making people feel disgusted just looking at him.

"His aura hasn't diminished; Iskandar's attack is having no effect?"

Roy's gaze was fixed on the real person who had become only two or three meters tall.