Spellcasting Heavens

Facing a monster that was mocking crazily and even looking at them like other creatures, the faces of the thirteen kings were not very good, and some even began to recall the scene when they first cooperated with the last expeditionary force.

At least at that time, they could still receive a certain degree of courtesy. At least they were not like now, where they had to give up all their dignity and self. Only by kneeling could they gain a chance of survival.

silence!

Everyone present is beginning to think about the future and whether to defend dignity with life or to exchange dignity for life.

You must know that since they defeated the last expeditionary force, they have been trapped in the illusion that they are very powerful for a long time. Both their hearts and personalities have become more and more arrogant. Now they want to lower their heads and become the servants of others. , whether it is rationality or emotion, it is difficult to change at once.

The boy undoubtedly noticed this and joked with an unabashed smile: Why don't you say anything? Didn't you hear the conditions I just proposed? Or do you think it can be delayed indefinitely?

The words just fell!

He waved his left hand slightly.

The next second...

The black unknown substance that had disappeared once again emerged from the darkness, boiling like boiling water.

At the same time, two air masses that had never moved quietly approached the crowd at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye, distorting all the surrounding magical energy and making it extremely unstable.

In such an environment, not to mention casting powerful spells, even a little bit of energy will cause unforeseen serious consequences.

You don't need to ask to know that this undisguised behavior is definitely a naked threat.

Asshole! I will fight with you! The strongest guy suddenly inserted his hands into the ground and roared with a red face: Feel the anger from the earth! Erupt!

boom!

Accompanied by a deafening loud noise, the area within a few hundred radius below the feet suddenly bulged up, followed by a large number of boulders weighing several tons sprayed out, like meteors from the bottom up, hitting the boy's location hard. .

And behind the boulder, there is a large amount of red and hot magma.

It was obvious that he had torn the crust, or opened a gap, in the area beneath his feet.

Under the huge pressure, the magma spewed out with thunderous momentum, releasing amazing energy to the outside world, and those rocks were just a by-product of the release process.

If the boy were standing on the ground at this moment, he would definitely be thrown into confusion by this sudden blow, and he might actually be swallowed by the hot lava.

But unfortunately, he was currently standing in mid-air, so after noticing an abnormality on the ground, he immediately moved his position.

Haha, the anger of the earth? What a boring little trick. The so-called earth in your eyes is just a small, insignificant planet in this universe. What's more, you are still far from truly controlling it. Since If you don't want to kneel down and lick my boots, then go to hell. As he said that, the boy's originally black pupils suddenly released a faint silver light.

Before the strong man could react to what was happening, he found that his feet had been firmly locked by a black unknown substance, and he was dragged bit by bit into the bottomless liquid.

No matter how much he screamed or struggled, it was all to no avail.

In the blink of an eye, the thirteen kings turned into twelve.

What's even more frightening is that the one who disappeared did not die. His soul and body were assimilated by the source of the curse and quickly transformed into another form, a monster between life and death, exuding hatred all over his body.

Appreciating this creation filled with dark power, the boy grinned with a chilling expression and said to himself: Awesome! It's exactly as I expected, the more powerful the individual is, the more it transforms into a cursed life. When the time comes, the strength will increase exponentially. The only pity is that from the moment of birth, the upper limit of the curse's life has been restricted, and there is no possibility of continued growth. But it should be enough to deal with some miscellaneous fish...

Damn it! Run! He wants...

The guy exuding a biting chill was keenly aware of what the other party wanted to do next, and immediately issued a warning to his companions.

But before he could finish his words, the boy suddenly gave an order to the newly born cursed life without looking back: Go, get rid of him for me.

Roar!!!!!!

The twisted and deformed cursed life roared like a wild beast, and jumped up to throw up a large black unknown substance. Even the sea water was assimilated by the terrifying root of the curse.

Although the man using the power of ice desperately tried to create obstacles to resist, no matter how hard the ice layer was, it would quickly break down and disintegrate under the erosion of the black unknown substance, and was eventually dragged in.

When he appeared again, he was no different from the former one.

Shock!

fear!

despair!

Although the remaining eleven people were mentally prepared to die, they never imagined that they would face a result that was ten thousand times more terrifying than death.

Become a cursed life!

Anyone who knows something about the curse will definitely choose a quick death instead of enduring eternal pain.

After all, the cursed life is not the undead. Under the crazy appearance and behavior, it is actually still the original soul.

It's just that this soul cannot be controlled by will, and is always in a state of cathartic rage.

As the cursed person, he will even remain absolutely awake, never being able to sleep or rest. He can only watch himself doing the wrong things that he hates and hates the most.

Under the control of fear, the woman who was good at life magic was the first to succumb. She knelt on the ground with a plop and said in a voice full of humiliation: I...I am willing to be your slave and tell you everything about the prophet.

Oh? Are you sure!

The boy slowly lowered his height and stayed only half a step away from the other party.

Yes! I'm sure! The woman nodded without hesitation.

Very good! Now, stick out your tongue and lick my boots. Naked malice appeared on the boy's face.

Wha...what?!

I said, lick my boots, lick them clean. Since you want to be a dog, you must have the consciousness to be a dog. From today on, you'd better not regard yourself as a human being, at least until you get my permission, your Status is like a dog, a pet that obeys orders, do you understand?

As the boy spoke, he raised his right foot and handed it to the woman's mouth.