Vol 3 Chapter 77: Please choose the right goal... Try harder!

What, what's going on? !
Standing in place, the leader of the ‘their’ who was looking forward to Jason’s death, staring at Jason, who was running farther and farther and more energetic, stayed in place.
The curse went wrong?
He thought subconsciously.
Then, immediately shook his head.
impossible!
As one of his cards, this curse is absolutely impossible to go wrong!
Moreover, it is not the first time that he has cast this ‘curse’ which is claimed to be capable of killing gods.
About 300 years ago, he used this curse to kill a figure known as a "demigod" at the time.
The other party discovered his trace in that era and regarded him as a demon.
The strength is naturally good.
But the brain is not so good.
Obviously he has sent a kind invitation, hoping to take charge of that era with the other party, but the other party is still yelling, and his sense of honor does not allow him to share the innocent words with him.
Then, after he pretended to surrender and cast a curse on the fool in secret, the other party immediately trembled and supported his body with a long sword to not fall to the ground, but in the end his whole body ulcerated, collapsed into blood foam, and disappeared into the air.
He witnessed the entire process of casting the spell.
He also remembered the changes in his body.
But at this moment, the changes in his body are no different from before.
But... why didn't Jason die? !
Is it? !
Is it a pseudonym? !
The leader of ‘their’ thought of the only possibility.
However, he has used the power of the organization to investigate Jason's origins clearly. Jason should indeed be called Jason Guess.
unless……
There are artificial fakes!
Someone arranged it all!
This person is...
"Losha 11!"
The ‘their’ leader gritted his teeth and growled.
That's right!
It's Lothar 11!
Except for this person, none of the people who knew Jason had the ability to do similar things!
Lothar 11 must have known everything about ‘Mandeling Town’, so he only came here a few years ago, he began to pretend, and he began to make careful arrangements.
Waiting for the moment I appear!
Cold sweat!
It appeared densely on the forehead of the leader of ‘them’.
The night breeze blew.
Shady and chilly.
The leader ‘they’ has seen too many people in the millennia.
But no one can be so gloomy, weird, and... good at disguising like Lothar 11.
He observed Lothar 11 more than once by various means.
The other party looked like a waste of no ambition and endless waves.
But everything in front of him made him feel the burning pain on his cheeks.
Perhaps when he observed the other party, the other party had already discovered all this.
Then, count it.
When I think of observing the other person, I am completely under the "observation" of the other person.
The leader of ‘their’ breathed quickly.
But soon, he calmed down.
really……
Is it worthy of Lothar's son?
The leader felt relieved again at the thought of the person who made him fearful.
It seems all right.
But it does not mean that he will stop.
In other words, by now, it can't stop.
After the plan started, everything was no longer up to him.
It can only be success or failure.
If he succeeds, he will truly have power.
Failure, everything turned to dust.
Do not!
I can succeed!
I will succeed!
The leader of ‘their’ almost hypnotized himself.
In the distance, Jason, who was still releasing flames at the leader of'them', suddenly felt a light in his hands.
I saw that one arm and one leg of the complete body without a head disappeared.
It seems to be a thousand years of weathering.
After a little touch, it turned into dust.
The price of the curse!
The curse is not cast out of thin air.
Not only need to know the spells, procedures, and complete the ritual, but also need to pay a price.
Ordinary curses are replaced by other items.
Most of them are the flesh and blood of animals, but in order to complete this fierce curse, you must use your own flesh and blood, and even affect your own blood.
What will happen, with the mysterious knowledge that Jason has mastered, it is still impossible to know.
But there is one thing, he is clear.
Take advantage of his illness to kill him!
This is one of the most important knowledge he learned in "The City That Never Sleeps".
Perhaps it cannot be accepted by the knights.
But he is a "postman"!
Yi!
It's another short picture repetition.
[Protection from Evil] The force field is directly stimulated and acts on the body in the hand.
When he just returned to the ‘room’ again, Jason used his time to add two more [Protection from Evil].
It's not that you don't want to fill it up all.
But time does not allow.
Even if he uses the time limit, he is still incapable.
Hum!
The air vibrated, and Jason could clearly feel the trembling of the body he was carrying.
effective!
Without hesitation, Jason took another blow.
This time the effect is even more outstanding.
Jason could clearly hear the slight cracking of some internal organs in his hand.
Immediately, Jason was ready to release the third strike [Protection from Evil].
And at this moment--
"The spear that runs through the night!"
"Stained with the blood of God!"
"The moon fell for it!"
"The star is destroyed!"
"In the name of your existence... to those who I know-the person whose real name is ‘Losha 11’, eternal sleep!"
The vicious curse appeared again.
Only, this time, the leader of ‘their’ chose Lothar 11!
Jason paused.
He turned around.
There was a sharp coldness in the eyes behind the mask.
Cold as frost.
As sharp as a sword as a sword.
Lothar 11 is a kind guy.
There is no ambition.
There is no harm.
It is a person who wants to live in peace and stability to grow old.
He is very friendly to him and has no utilitarianism, just looking for someone to confide in the distress of life.
Just like... a friend.
Yes!
friend!
Whenever a person is alone, Jason will also involuntarily recall the summer nights in his hometown, the roadside barbecue stalls, chatting with him, skewered, and drinking friends.
There is no fixed topic for chatting, or happy things or upsetting things.
The skewers are basically fixed, with 20 mutton skewers, 10 garlic meat, 10 Wangjing waist, two chicken wings, roasted eggplant and fried clams.
The wine that is stepping on the box is preferably Wusu, otherwise snowflakes are also fine, naturally it should be iced.
In the summer night breeze, the icy cold ice wine and the aroma of barbecued meat mixed with cumin and chili are really a treat.
But isn't it the most enjoyable thing to be with your friends?
But Jason knew very well that he could not go back.
Even if he returned to his hometown.
I can't go back to such a day.
It is not the so-called feeling of alienation from friends caused by the change of mood after the change of strength.
Shit!
Such a thing will never happen.
Such a thing is just the groan of a hypocritical person.
I can't help my own mood, no matter how strong it is, it's just a walking dead.
What Jason is worried about...
time!
He didn't know, it was a long time since he returned.
Is his friend still...alive.
It has been a hundred years.
Therefore, he cherishes everyone whom he regards as a friend.
Although he is used to being indifferent and silent, it does not mean that he will be indifferent to approved friends.
Rarely, anger appeared in Jason's heart.
Although it was suppressed the next moment.
But the leader of ‘their’ caught it.
"Angry?"
"Weak?"
"Wait for the bad news!"
The other party sneered and satirized Jason.
The other party wanted to anger Jason.
The other party hoped that Jason would drop the body in his hand and rush over.
But Jason did not.
!
In the deep repetition of the picture, the [protection from evil] fell on this body.
Then, the second, third, fourth...
From the third time, if Jason didn't cast it once, death would appear once.
However, Jason had no idea to stop.
He now has almost 600 lives.
Enough to kill the in front of you!
In fact it is the same.
When Jason continued to cast [Protection from Evil], the leader of ‘their’ changed his face, and rushed towards Jason like crazy, but before he took a step, the leader froze in place.
puff!
The new body that had just been shaped was so shattered.
It's like a soap bubble.
Only the remaining head was suspended in the air, his eyes widened, his face was hideous, and his face kept beating.
Jason didn't know what happened.
He just stared at the other person, playing [Protection from Evil] again and again.
...
On a still river.
A small boat moved forward steadily.
Lothar was sitting on the bow, Lothar 1 was shaking the oar, and at the feet of the young man was a skeleton in a brown linen robe.
It is different from the pale whiteness of ordinary skeletons.
The bones of this skeleton have a jade color.
But the ferocious remains.
Especially the fire of the soul in the eye sockets spit out, as if to burn Lothar 1's soles.
But Lothar 1 only exerted a slight force on the soles of his feet, and the skeleton again crawled there motionless, and the soul fire in his eye sockets became dim, as if to extinguish at any time.
"The Blasphemer!"
"The Blasphemer!"
"You have no forgiveness!"
Even if someone stepped on it, the skeleton still clamored.
Then Lothar 1 broke its rib.
Suddenly, the skeleton became quiet.
And when Lothar 1 broke its other rib, the skeleton began to beg for mercy.
"do not do that!"
"I'm just a poor ferryman."
"I just follow orders."
The skeleton shouted.
"People who follow orders will not set such a vicious trap!"
"The ferryman will not regard money as fate!"
Lothar 1 said with a smile.
"rule!"
"These are all rules!"
"I must obey!"
Skeleton murmured.
"You...huh?"
Just as Lothar 1 was about to say something, his face suddenly became serious, which made the skeleton under his feet shiver constantly.
If Lothar 11, who was smiling before, was like a butcher sharpening his swords, then at this time Lothar 1 with a serious face has become a volcano about to erupt.
"Ah!"
"What a courage!"
"Dare to want my brother to do it!"
Lothar 1 said with a chuckle.
But such a smile, there is no smile.
Only left, cold.
Bonely cold.
Then he grabbed the skeleton under his feet.
"It's time for you to redeem!"
"Go and die instead of my brother!"
"This is your pleasure!"
Lothar 1 who said this mobilized hundreds of seeds in Lothar 11, allowing these seeds to quickly complete a special order and complete a not simple ritual.
Transfer!
The curse power that had begun to appear on Lothar 11 was transferred to the skeleton in Lothar 1's hands.
Suddenly, the jade-like skeleton became bleak.
Black spots appeared on its body.
"Killing God! Killing God! Killing God!"
It shouted again and again.
Some power hidden in its body began to counter such a curse.
And follow the power of the curse, spread to the source of the curse.
However, this skeleton is finished.
Snapped!
After a crisp sound, it turned into an ordinary decayed skeleton and left with the wind.
"what?"
Lothar 1 keenly perceives such a change, a little surprised.
"They can be called gods, and they naturally have a place where they excel-but they have more time to learn and accumulate more knowledge than we do."
Lothar, who was sitting on the bow, said lightly without looking back.
"Understood, my father."
Lothar 1 answered.
He knew it was his father reminding himself.
After that, Lothar closed his eyes again and rested.
Did not say a word.
As for Lothar 11, his little son?
Lothar believed that his eldest son would take care of his younger brother.
...
Cough, cough!
Lothar 11 suddenly felt itchy in her throat.
Unable to bear it, he coughed lightly several times.
Then, a mouthful of thick sputum appeared in his mouth.
Taking out the tissue and spitting thick sputum on it, Lothar 11 couldn't help but sigh that he was upset, and told him to stay up late, drink more water, and drink less.
He threw the tissues in the trash.
Lothar 11 knocked on the table.
"carry on."
He said so.
He had no idea what happened.
He just thought it was time to take care of his body.
At least I have to soak some wolfberries in a thermos.
...
!
Tenth [Protection from Evil]!
With the spread of the special force field, Jason has been grasped by Jason, and the body of the leader of ‘their’ is completely shattered.
It broke directly into pieces.
However, the moment it landed, it was broken into slag.
"Ah!"
At this moment, the leader of ‘their’ screamed like never before.
pain.
miserable.
Anyone who hears this shout can feel the pain.
And, more importantly, the ‘altar’ in the distance began to collapse.
Click!
Amid the clear sound, a crack was on the'altar'.
Involuntarily, all the ‘fathers’ of the ‘Hundred Great Families’ who were fighting stopped ~ EbookFREE.me~ they looked at the split altar.
One by one, his eyes widened.
"This?!"
Unbelievable in his eyes.
However, the crack continued to grow.
Click, click!
In the end, the altar collapsed.
"how come?"
"How is this possible?"
The ‘fathers’ of the ‘Hundred Big Families’ who were still fighting hard just now have become lost one by one.
However, it only lasted a few seconds.
Everyone's eyes were staring fiercely at the leader of the ‘their’ who was still screaming.
"You are the culprit!"
One of the ‘parents’ of the ‘Hundred Big Clan’ scolded it.
"It's you who made us kill each other!"
The rest of the people spoke.
Then, another encirclement appeared.
And the leader of ‘their’ is still screaming.
"Ahhhhh!"
"God, God's punishment?!"
"Why is it punished by God?!"
He yelled in disbelief.
He is looking for a solution.
But the difference between the sky and the other powers made him unable to change everything.
Do not!
and also!
Thinking of something, he stopped crying.
Although all the arrangements have been disrupted, it is better to try desperately than to wait and die!
Thinking of this, he launched the last step of the ceremony.
Hera on the top of the pit,'inspiration' kept ringing.
Danger!
Danger!
Waves of warnings made her tremble.
"Get out of there..."
But before the words were finished, Hera's voice stopped abruptly.
because--
The bottom of the pit was already empty.
Everyone disappeared without a trace under her eyelids.
(End of this chapter)