Chapter 502.2: Absolute Trust (2)
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Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 502.2: Absolute Trust (2)

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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