Chapter 284 Brutal Revenge

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

Because this curse, although it is weak, can work on everyone, even if the opponent is a god, it can be cursed, but the stronger the opponent, the smaller the impact of this curse.

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

"How many Sequence 8 pagans are there in the temple now? Gather them all for me." Feng Willow ordered.

Unlike the New World, the development of the Friendship Temple in the Empire is not so rapid, but because of the long time of missionary work, a group of Knights of the Church have been developed, and the strength of the Knights of the Church here is also stronger.

There are now 800 pagan sequencers with the strength of 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 sequence of pagans 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 Feng Willow's order, the pagans of sequence eight in the Knights of the Guard quickly gathered in the town where Feng Willow was.

Feng Willow had also extracted the breath from the evil god, and this breath was the guy who cursed him.

If he killed the evil god, then this breath would really dissipate, but unexpectedly, Feng Willow kept a hand, causing the evil god not to die, and also caught the guy who had stabbed him in the back with such a breath.

It was just a breath, not only could not judge the identity of the other party, but also could not judge whether the other party was strong, but this had little effect on Feng Willow. As long as he could curse the other party, the identity of the other party was not important.

He had stabbed him, and he must avenge this grudge. Even the idea of ​​fighting to the end with the enemy may have been affected by the curse. It magnified his desire for revenge.

He has no good way to solve this curse. He doesn't know how to break this curse on himself.

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

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

Because the temple has many tasks, they all need to cast this curse secret art, such as eradicating enemies and making non-believers. The wealthy businessmen and nobles pay the price. They all need this more secret curse.

This is also a secret means for the Temple of Friendship to grow and develop in the Old Continent. A temple has fair means, and it must also have some secret means. And the curse is the best and most suitable means for the temple to preach.

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

We must clear these evil demons in advance and do our part to welcome the revival of the great God. Your contribution will be remembered by my Lord." Feng Weiluo was suspended in the air and said to the pagan sequence below with a bewitching tone.

Those who can enter the pagan sequence are believers with devout faith in the gods they believe in, and some are even fanatics. Hearing that the enemy is the evil demon that hinders the revival of the gods, their eyes turned red, and they wished they could fight a bloody battle with the evil demon now, even if they died.

"It is this breath. Listen to my orders in a while. Everyone will do their best to cast the curse until the magic power is exhausted." Feng Weiluo ordered.

Feeling the enemy's breath and casting curses are nothing but commonplace things for these pagan sequencers of the Knights of the Church. They do this kind of thing often, so they are familiar with it.

Feng Willow also held a wine glass-shaped magic source in one hand. At a command, 800 pagan sequencers under his command cast curses at the same time.

Feng Willow's left foot seemed to have cramps, and he tapped the ground frantically. Every click 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 changes lead to qualitative changes, not to mention that it is not cast once, but continuously. With the curse in his mouth, the opponent's spirit can be continuously reduced.

With Feng Willow's current strength, let alone a hundred hits in one second, as long as the speed of his feet is fast, a thousand hits in one second can be achieved.

A huge amount of 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 magic source from time to time to restore his magic power.

The pagan sequencers below also performed very hard, trying their best to cast the curse until the magic power was exhausted. Some people even paid for it themselves, took the magic potion to restore magic power, and continued to cast the curse.

In just a few minutes, the magic power of the eight hundred pagans was completely consumed. Although the curse of hitting villains is low in power and consumes little when it is cast, it can't resist the fast speed of casting.

"Members who have exhausted their magic power can restore their magic power first, and there is no need to rush. Our action this time will take a long time, and it will probably last for three to six months." Although Feng Weiluo's words were light, the weight he represented was indeed not light at all.

It was even very terrifying. More than eight hundred pagan sequencers did nothing every day, just cursed the enemy here. The fanatics of the God of Friendship who heard it secretly complained in their hearts.

Consuming magic power every day and then slowly recovering magic power, such a life is very hard, and there is no entertainment at all. The daily life is very regular, eating, sleeping, casting curses, and recovering magic power.

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

Feng Willow was also ruthless, perhaps 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, 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 secretly plotting against me? How did they find my location?"

His powerful demon god body was still sleeping before his real body was revived, but his consciousness had awakened and began to seize the opportunity for a comprehensive recovery in the future. Unexpectedly, before he could really recover, he was greeted with a fierce curse.

The furious demon god could clearly feel that his spirit was fading 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 has not been cursed like this for a long time. Even his enemies are more afraid of him. Gods cannot be insulted.

But now, it seems that there are hundreds or thousands of people cursing him every moment, and he can also smell a faint smell of foot odor. No, it was still faint at the beginning, but as the curses increased, this foot odor began to become stronger.

In the place where he lived, his sleeping Demon God's real body began to emit a strong smell of foot odor.

A curse does not bring much foot odor, but more than 800 people cast curses at the same time, and they are still cursing him non-stop.

Too many ants bite elephants to death. This kind of curse is unavoidable even for gods, not to mention that the furious demon god's real body has not yet completely revived. Only the true spirit has awakened and is preparing for the resurrection of the real body.

To be precise, the main body is still in a lucid dream, and a wisp of distraction is acting to prepare for the upcoming resurrection of the demon god's real body.

The revival of the demon god's true body is not a matter of waking up in an instant, but requires a little bit of adaptation to the environment, which requires a process.

The waves of curses that came quickly made the furious demon god's spirit wither, as if an ordinary person who had not slept for two days and two nights had gradually become fuzzy in consciousness, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

"If you want to curse me, you must first find my breath. 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 in the past. It is the enemies of this era.

I just woke up not long ago in this era, and I have not left my breath in the outside world. The only person who left his breath should be the evil god Latia.

It seems that he has no way to deal with the matter, and the enemy has tracked me down." The furious demon god wanted to be angry at this moment, but he couldn't get angry. He really had no energy. He was afraid that he would fall asleep if he was careless.

As a powerful demon god, it is impossible to say how much damage these curses can cause to him. The most that can make him lose his spirit is to make him fall into a deep sleep. That's already very good.

Once he falls into a deep sleep, when he wakes up again, it's time for the demon god's true body to revive. One step slow, every step slow.

If he is not prepared in advance, when he revives, the power of others will have been fully restored. This is something he can't bear.

So even if the furious demon god is now in a state of mental depression, there are still people cursing him in his ears, and there is a strong smell of stinky feet around his body. He still insists on staying awake.

The furious demon god forced himself to be energetic, performed a secret technique, and sensed the breath he released as a medium, and soon sensed it.

"Sure enough, there is a problem with this backhand. It shouldn't be a big problem." The furious demon god did not sense the breath of the gods nearby, and his heart was immediately settled. In his view, below the gods, they are all ants, even if he has not yet revived his true body, 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 joy they had at the beginning.

At the beginning, everyone was eager to fight, wanting to vent their anger for the Sea-Dividing Demon God they believed in. Even if they couldn't kill the other party, they had to disgust the other party.

The Wrathful Demon God was indeed successfully disgusted. Not to mention his mental depression, there were hundreds of people accusing him and cursing him in his ears. After such a long time, he was successfully disgusted.

However, as time went on, these people in the Knights of the Church soon became equally depressed.

This breath of the Wrathful Demon God has always been in Feng Willow's hands, because he knows how powerful the power of the gods is.

With a breath, the demon god can curse him, and he can also kill others. Feng Willow can imagine how angry the furious Wrathful Demon God will be.

Soon, the Angry Demon God made a projection based on his own breath. He at least wanted to see who was the person who ruined his plan and cursed him for a month.

Although this projection had no power, as long as he could know who was cursing him, it would be enough. The Angry Demon God felt that he would have revenge sooner or later.

The Angry Demon God did not expect that he would quickly 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 Angry Demon God did not intend to do anything, he just wanted to determine who was cursing him. The other party was able to curse him across a big world, and he was indeed quite powerful. He must know who the enemy and opponent were.

But he did not expect that he was stopped by Feng Weiluo after he just projected over and took a look.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!" After Feng Weiluo saw a demon projecting over, the other party 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 body of the Angry Demon.

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