The Lord of Hell

Chapter 3541 Enlargement

Chapter 3541 Enlargement

Seth's words caused Iron Tree and the others to curse him again? This guy, Xisorn, really never learns his lesson. Even after all this, he still needs to curse? It's just ridiculous.

“Seth, you’re right. Sithon will fail immediately after using the curse.”

Poseidon agreed wholeheartedly, saying, "Therefore, we must escape the moment He fails. At that time, you must help us stop Barbara and Kara, otherwise we will probably have a hard time escaping smoothly."

Poseidon spoke without any politeness, after all, they had already signed a contract that they would give a wisp of their soul to the King of Negation when they left this small world.

Since I've already paid, there's no need to be too polite. I'm the customer, and the customer is king.

"Don't worry, now that I've taken your money, I certainly won't let you down."

Seth laughed, "It's good that he's dead. He doesn't have to get involved in this world's mess anymore. He can focus on preparing for the next world. I heard that the middleman has created a big situation. It must be very interesting."

"The next world?"

Poseidon and the others exchanged glances, all thinking the same thing—to gather intelligence. While they were still on their side, they should gather as much intelligence as possible. In the next world, they would probably be staunch subordinates of the King of Superpowers, and then they wouldn't have the same convenient conditions as they did now.

After giving his instructions to Poseidon and the other two, Set began to communicate telepathically with Death, telling them that Sithon was preparing to use the curse again, and that they were planning to escape and use Death as cannon fodder.

"He's just a believer, it doesn't matter if he's cannon fodder, but Seth, you've been so kind, you must have gotten a lot of good stuff, right?"

Death laughed, saying that it was a good thing that Seth informed Him in time, as He could immediately withdraw His consciousness—He didn't care about His followers, as He had plenty of them, but His consciousness definitely needed to be withdrawn, as every bit used was precious.

Seth knew that Death was demanding something in return, and he said irritably, "The King of Negativity promised to give me a batch of Negativity leaders, and I'll give you half of them later."

"alright."

Death nodded, looked at Sithon, and shook his head, saying, "Next, let's see how Sithon dies? Uh, as allies, isn't it a bit inappropriate for us to watch him make a fool of himself like this?"

"It's really not a good idea; you should watch it while drinking coffee."

Seth said in a serious tone, and Death couldn't help but laugh. It's no wonder that the two of them were so heartless. It's just that Xisorn went too far. He knew that using curses would cause problems, but he kept using curses. Who cares about the life or death of such an ally?

Sithon, of course, was unaware that Death and Set were preparing to laugh at him. He quietly activated the altar, preparing to sacrifice all the orcs to strengthen the curse.

The reason why Xithon chose to use the curse was not only because the curse would be most effective at this time, but also because he wanted to prove himself. How could the great demon god Xithon fail as soon as he used the curse?

Sisorn said, "What I have lost, I must take back with my own hands."

As Sithon sacrificed himself, the villainous orcs fighting desperately below fell one after another with screams, their souls forcibly stripped away by the altar.

The human soldiers and the righteous orcs were astonished by what they saw. What was going on? How could all the enemies have died on their own while the fighting was going on?

Having obtained a large number of souls, the altar shone brightly. Xisone sensed it and sighed. Although he had obtained a lot of souls, it was not enough to summon the Great Demon God.

Of course, Xisorn had anticipated this situation. After all, he had activated the altar too early, not enough people had died, and he had used such a clever method as sacrificing his own people.

"Let's give it our all one last time. I refuse to believe I can't beat a mere Superwoman."

Xisorn roared inwardly, and then the altar exploded, a cloud of black energy transforming into the shape of a skull, which swiftly rushed towards Kara's direction.

Kara had been watching the altar closely. After all, the altar was shining brightly when the orc died, and anyone could tell something was wrong. She glared at the black mist, and space distorted. The black mist, uh, the black mist simply dissipated.

"No, we've fallen for their trap."

Kara realized something was wrong immediately, but it was too late. A blurry black mist appeared behind her, disappeared straight into her body.

"Hmph, you're too naive to try and outmaneuver me."

Sithon scoffed. As an old silver coin, he was quite adept at using such petty tricks as feints.

After the black energy entered Kara's body, it immediately entered Kara's new head, which then began to emit black energy. All the love that Kara had previously channeled into her was suppressed.

Then, Kara's new mind began to rebel against Kara, even trying to control her, which caused the number of eyes around her to decrease by half, and the remaining half also became unstable.

Xisorn, who had been fleeing in a sorry state, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He opened his arms, and endless negative energy surrounded him, quickly forming a black skull that enveloped him.

This black skull serves two purposes: one is to break the seal within Sithon's body, restoring his self-healing ability, which is extremely important to Sithon, since self-healing is his most crucial ability.

The other is to erode Kara's mind and abilities, gradually driving her into madness. At the same time, her abilities will be interfered with, making them unusable or greatly reduced in power.

Of course, for the latter to work, Kara must be enveloped in a skull, but for now, Sithon intends to restore his own healing ability first, otherwise he is not confident.

Although Kara didn't know the purpose of the Sithon skull, she sensed danger. While fighting the other head, she hurriedly asked Andrew, "Mr. Wang, how can we deal with this out-of-control head?"

"The power of one person is limited, but the power of a group of people is limitless. As long as you shout that sentence, you can use the power of countless humans to forcibly suppress the new head and even restore it to normal."

Andrew laughed, and Kara was speechless. Mr. Wang's perverse sense of humor was just as it always had, unchanged.

"Can't I just not shout? It's so embarrassing."

Kara said, "Besides, wasn't the purpose of using the ultimate move to get those people to lend me their superpowers? Why was it able to suppress that new head?"

A new mind cannot be dealt with simply by brute force; its primary nature is evil intent. Brute force can only shatter it, but it will immediately revive because it is a curse.

Kara previously controlled the new head and took the opportunity to learn a lot about curses. The most powerful aspect of a curse is not its power, but its inability to be removed and its ability to regenerate continuously. Unless the key is found, there is no way to break it.

"The people's worship and recognition of you, as well as their own good intentions, are the best means to deal with evil thoughts."

Andrew laughed and said, "All you have to do is shout that sentence."