After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

The moment Thorne appeared, Jenny stepped forward again, staring intently at him. Golden holy light flashed rapidly in her hand, indicating that she had already entered a battle state.

The situation suddenly changed. Lilith and Oswald remained motionless. After Lilith's eyes recovered, she looked at Thorne without saying anything, her eyes full of gentleness and worry.

Seeing this, Thorne felt as if his heart was being torn apart, caught in a dilemma.

Ahead lay Jenny's goddess magic, poised to be unleashed, while five hundred knights, chasing after him, had already surrounded him, drawing their bows without a word.

Yu Guangzhong saw the dense array of arrows gleaming with a dangerous cold light. Thorne knew that if he dared to take a step forward, these soldiers would shoot him into a pincushion.

As the stalemate continued, Oswald, standing high above Lilith, stepped down and coldly spoke first, "Everyone step back. Thorne, you step back too."

Lilith cried out at the same time, "Thorne, run!"

Two identical orders were issued, and Thorne's mind was in even greater chaos than the scene itself.

He racked his brains but couldn't find a solution, and could only say sorrowfully, "No, Duke! There must be another way, right? Since you can forgive me, why can't you let Lilith go?"

A sword pierced Lilith's throat through her mouth, preventing her from speaking again. Amidst the rising black mist, Oswald slightly turned his head and gave Thorne a ferocious smile.

"It's easy for me to forgive you, but in my previous life, how could I forgive so many commoners in the Northern Territory? You scum, look at what you've done since then!"

"Don't think that just because you've become a curse you can get away with anything. Let me tell you, Thorne, I'm sparing your life because you're still useful. As for your wives, none of them will escape my grasp in this lifetime."

Thorne was rendered speechless by the cold words. Yes, a curse... even for the sake of the common people, the Duke would not let these incarnations of the curse go unpunished.

During his time living in the Northern Territory, Thorne met all sorts of people and came to understand why they had failed in their previous lives.

Among these people were local civilians, western leaders whose homes had been destroyed by bone dragons, residents of the central district who had been plundered to the north during the plague, and even slaves from the dwarf kingdom.

Without exception, they all lived happy lives under the rule of the Duke of Oswald.

The previous life was a complete tragedy. Their hero team destroyed all the beauty and left countless messes for the next life.

And now, even the powerful Duke Oswald has been forced into this state, neither human nor ghost...

What on earth did they do?!

Just as the group fell silent, Jenny looked up at the giant eye in the sky, her mind racing, and she quickly understood the source of the Duke's predicament.

The holy light in her palm made the gem on her wrist sparkle. Jenny quietly shook the rain-praying witch's bracelet and began the rain-praying ritual.

Suddenly, dark clouds churned in the sky, a clap of thunder drew everyone's attention upwards, and streaks of lightning flashed across their grim faces. The clouds collided wildly overhead, and as the wind howled, torrential rain poured down.

Whether it was due to lightning, dark clouds, or the influence of rain, the black mist emanating from Oswald's body began to weaken.

The cool rain washed away the heat from the skin, and the system that was frantically replenishing the host with medicine breathed a sigh of relief.

That was close; I was almost completely drained.

With abundant lightning elemental power surging into his body, Oswald ignored Thorne's wailing and launched a counterattack, drawing his sword and slicing out Lilith's heart.

The black flesh and blood's power increased dramatically, constantly tearing and devouring Lilith's limbs, thus growing more black lines.

"Ah! Ah! Run, Thorne! Run!"

The tearing pain spread throughout her body. Lilith, who felt her immortal magic being usurped, immediately panicked. Only then did she realize how dangerous Oswald was!

In the raging thunderstorm, dark clouds gathered, and the giant eye in the sky swayed continuously. Oswald reached out and grabbed Lilith's exposed heart, and in an instant, the giant eye shattered.

Oswald instantly retracted all his flesh and blood, transforming back into his complete form. He stomped on Lilith's heart, raised his sword to face the wind, and looked up at the sky.

The illusory image of the finger reappeared, and a terrifying pressure rippled through the heavens and earth. The forest rustled, and the soil surged outward like ocean waves from Oswald's center.

No one could see what happened. Oswald stood there struggling in the storm, his sword-wielding hand shattering into a bloody mist, leaving only a purplish-black skeleton.

The sword landed with a crisp sound. He calmly extended his other hand, unleashing the full power of the lightning element, which met the phantom in the sky.

In an instant, the earth sank dozens of meters, mud erupted like a volcano, and Oswald was slammed into the deep pit; the soaring roar shattered the rain curtain, the dark clouds were pierced layer by layer, and thunder burst forth with dazzling sunlight.

The azure sky reappeared, the illusory finger disappeared, Oswald groaned, blood flowed from his seven orifices, his body disintegrated and shattered, only his bones and magic crystal remained intact.

The system, suffering from PTSD, pulled out all the stops: protective shields, shelter cards, enchantment potions, enhancement buff cards, resistance aura cards, five-second "real man" experience cards, blocking cards, stopwatches, emerald barriers, holy impact shields, and so on, all of which were used in one go.

Oswald's entire body lit up with multicolored light, and as the growing black flesh mended his wounds, it rapidly constructed a new, jet-black right hand.

The moment he regained consciousness, the phantom of the finger arrived as promised from the deep pit. With just one finger, it caused a dazzling stream of light to bloom all over Oswald's body.

The phantom clearly paused for a moment, and after realizing that Oswald was unaffected, it quickly vanished without a trace.

[Ha, sneaky goddess... now you know how powerful this system is, right?]

Lilith also fell into the abyss at the same time as Oswald.

Unsurprisingly, even though Oswald had devoured part of her flesh and blood, she is now completely intact and has regained her full body.

[Host, you can't continue consuming.]

After issuing a warning, the system continued, "[Why not seal her in cement and sink her to the bottom of the sea?]"

(It's no use. Ordinary substances turn into mud and sand when she touches them. There's nothing in this world that can trap her...)

Oswald stood up, picked up the Spirit Wind Sword from the ground, and slowly walked towards Lilith, who was still unconscious.

(Let me devour her; whatever the cost, I will destroy these curses.)

This absurd battle truly exhausted Oswald. His opponent's overpowered mechanics were nothing like those of a native; even among transmigrators, they would be in the top tier.

After the giant eye disappeared, Oswald immediately used the absorption skill of immortal magic to continuously absorb the magic power from Lilith.

[Host, this system is not joking with you. Your body is already nearing the critical point. If you continue to devour the cursed flesh and blood, you will immediately turn into a monster.]

(I didn't drive with you either...)

Hearing the sudden footsteps, Oswald looked up blankly at the top of the pit.

Jenny and the soldiers escorted Thorne to the edge of the pit. Thorne, as if he had made a major decision, looked resolute and pulled off his belt without saying a word.

Oswald was stunned. "No, what exactly do you want to do?!"