Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Warning bells rang in Roel’s mind.
He had instinctively understood that Flooding Death had the power to slowly devour a person’s body through its curse, which was why he had opted not to summon all of his ancient gods to fight with him.
He knew that neither Witch Queen Artasia nor Primordial Earth Goddess Peytra had a strong resistance against the curse of death, which was why he had chosen to fight with Undead Giant Sovereign Grandar. But from the looks of it, Grandar’s resistance wasn’t enough to make him immune to the curses of Flooding Death.
While it was true that the undead had exceptionally high resistance against curses, it was worth remembering that there had been undead civilizations in the ancient era. From the death throes Roel could vaguely discern from the shrilly calls, the terrifying calamity had means to corrode all beings.
What Flooding Death conceptualized wasn’t just curses but the plague of death itself.
Bringing death to the undead might seem paradoxical, but in essence, the undead was merely a race cursed with the trait of immortality. Theoretically speaking, it was possible to use other curses to interrupt the undead race’s immortality curse and thus bring them death.
Naturally, Grandar was well aware of it too.
As soon as he noticed the curse on his arm, he attempted to sear them with his crimson flames, but it wasn’t very effective. The curse was like a parasite; it swiftly absorbed the giant’s mana to strengthen itself and proliferate. It was nigh impossible to fully eradicate it once it latched on.
Flooding Death cackled loudly at the sight, mocking Roel and the others for their ignorance.
The failure to defeat the enemy in a single strike and instead getting afflicted with the curse placed Roel in a highly disadvantageous position.
Flooding Death had noticed that, and it had no plans of letting Roel catch a breather. It gathered a flood of curses and sent them down on Roel like a rain of black worms.
Roel’s Crown Origin Attributed trembled intensely against the swiftly approaching plagu
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