142: Are you trying to make me laugh to death?
In the military base, Liu Town was resting in his bedroom, the injuries on his face had already faded.
Liu Town couldn't help but sweep his Divine Thought across the dormitory building, and indeed saw Tang Gao lying on the bed, sleeping soundly and deeply, without any psychological burden.
"This kid has a pretty strong psychological fortitude; he hasn't reacted at all."
How could someone who seems so carefree do such vicious things?
Could this be a talent?
Liu Town was completely puzzled. He sat on the bed, took out his notebook, and began to review today's work content.
A faint curse, like a venomous snake… no, like an ant, attached itself to Liu Town's hand.
Liu Town silently looked at the highly toxic curse on the back of his hand, and question marks slowly floated above his head: "What kind of idiotic operation is this?"
I'm not saying there's a problem with me being cursed, but in this day and age, how much water has gotten into the brain of someone who uses such a low-level curse to attack an Eight-Order Great Power like me?
Liu Town watched as the highly toxic curse transformed into a small green venomous snake, trying to open its mouth wide and bite down fiercely on the back of his hand.
"Bang!"
Two fangs were broken off, and the small green venomous snake cried out in pain, wailing to the sky, letting out "Hiss hiss hiss!" sounds of agony.
Liu Town was directly amused: "Which idiot made this curse? It doesn't even have the ability to break through defenses."
Liu Town casually coiled the small green venomous snake in his palm, observing it curiously: "A Fourth-Order highly toxic curse, with a snake-like imprint. It has some quality... and it's quite fun."
Liu Town played with it for a while, having his fill of fun, before he began to cast a Spell for reverse tracking: "Heh heh, let me see who's playing a joke on me."
Tianji Art, activate!
Divination, failed!
Liu Town's expression subtly changed, sensing that something was amiss. Although he wasn't skilled in Tianji Art, he at least had some foundation in divination. An Eight-Order Great Power's reverse tracking of a Fourth-Order curse actually failed?
Liu Town didn't believe it and cast Tianji Art again.
Divination, activate!
Divination, failed!
Liu Town's face instantly darkened. In an instant, he cast hundreds of Seal Spells, sealing the small green venomous snake in his hand. At light speed, he contacted Li Venerable Gou Dan, who was eating, drinking, and having fun on the training ground:
"I've been cursed! Come help me quickly!"
A wave of earth-elemental Shrinking the Ground into Inches rippled through the room, and Li Nezha appeared with a skewer in his hand. Seeing Liu Town clutching a Fourth-Order small curse, he couldn't stop laughing.
"You're actually afraid of a Fourth-Order curse, Liu Town? Is your anti-curse study this bad?"
Liu Town directly threw the white light orb in his hand to Li Nezha: "This thing is a bit strange; I can't even divine its origin."
When it comes to experts in reverse tracking, it's naturally this troublesome kid who loves to surf the internet and furiously scold netizens' ancestors.
Li Nezha let out a light "Yi?" sound, feeling the strangeness. He pinched the orb and began to divine, only to find that all attempts failed.
Li Nezha's expression became serious: "The opponent has extremely high anti-divination capabilities; I can't track it either."
Liu Town narrowed his eyes: "This isn't right. Give me a full body examination. I suspect I'm already in trouble."
The Fourth-Order must be a disguise; the deadly problem must be somewhere I haven't noticed.
Liu Town put away his notebook and lay flat on the bed.
Li Nezha extended his hands above him, enhancing his perception, and carefully investigated. He frowned: "Something's not right. I sense a certain mark on your body, and your power is slowly weakening, measured in seconds."
Li Nezha reached out and tapped him on the abdomen. An energy halo rippled out, helping Liu Town enhance his perception.
Liu Town perceived it for a while and indeed felt his power weakening, but the amplitude was very low. At this rate, it would probably take thirty thousand years to drain his power completely.
Before that, he would have already died of old age.
Liu Town's head floated with question marks: "Is this meant to be a joke, to make me laugh myself to death?"
It's indeed hard to guard against, but... who among normal people would think of such a Spell?
Its effect is roughly equivalent to being bitten by a mosquito every day—not very damaging, but extremely insulting.
Li Nezha was originally very worried, but after checking the weakening amplitude, he almost died laughing: "If this curse were removed, you wouldn't even need to go to the hospital for treatment; you'd recover after taking a few steps."
Liu Town was utterly speechless and immediately switched to another Spell: "I'll use Bloodline Art to track it and see if it's from the same clan. Did someone specifically research this Spell to disgust me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another small green venomous snake appeared out of thin air, and in front of the two Eight-Order Great Powers, it bit fiercely on Liu Town's hand, breaking its own fangs in one go, and began to wail to the sky.
Li Nezha rolled on the floor laughing: "Hahahahaha, what kind of hilarious Spell is this!"
Liu Town complained speechlessly: "Now the opponent's Spell effect has doubled; it only needs fifteen thousand years to exhaust me. How delightful, how delightful..."
Whether I can live to that age is another matter entirely.
Immediately after, two more small green venomous snakes appeared, repeating the actions of their predecessors, successfully breaking their fangs, and beginning to wail.
Liu Town rolled his eyes, the Bloodline Art was still investigating: "Now it's seven thousand years."
Four small green venomous snakes appeared and broke their teeth.
"...Now it's three thousand five hundred years."
Eight small green venomous snakes broke their teeth.
"...Now it's one thousand seven hundred and fifty years."
The entire room was filled with the irritating "hiss hiss hiss" sounds of small green venomous snakes breaking their fangs and wailing.
Liu Town swallowed: "Now it's eighty years... The Bloodline Art only had half the effect; the answer is too vague. I feel something isn't right, Xiao Li."
Li Nezha's forehead broke out in a cold sweat: "Change your method of investigation. Use the one that senses the lifeline, find it through life and death perception. If this continues, you'll eventually be in trouble."
This idiotic Spell is incomprehensible, yet it can actually pose a threat to an Eight-Order Great Power.
What kind of bizarre move did that brain-dead person come up with?
A very brain-dead operation, but it actually works.
Liu Town was numb. He hurriedly strengthened his life and death perception, combined with Bloodline perception Art, and finally found the direction: "In the Eastern Wilderness. Come with me to see what's going on!"
"Okay, I'll go with you."
...
Destruction Magic God dug a pit, the kind that digs three and fills one, hiding himself underground.
Destruction Magic God sighed repeatedly, continuously casting curse Spells. Fortunately, his mana recovery speed was terrifying, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to sustain so many castings.
Tang Gao and the others observed from a super long distance, communicating via chat.
【Tang Gao: "Wow! You actually haven't been slapped to death yet, a miracle!】
【Violent Justice Envoy: "Awesome, awesome! A Fourth-Order counterattack killing an Eight-Order Great Power, it all depends on your operation!"】
Destruction Magic God's forehead was covered in black lines, his hands still continuously casting Spells: "The limit for a Fourth-Order Spell to curse him to death is eighty years, and these eighty years are based on him not Cultivating, not taking Medicinal Pills, and not recovering."
【Tang Gao: "Say no more, the effect of life steel has been synced to you. Now it's all up to you!"】
What else could Destruction Magic God do? He could only continue to bite the bullet and cast Spells.
After thinking for a long time, Destruction Magic God finally opened the shop and actively purchased a Divine Artifact to overcome the current difficulty.
【Staff of the Holy Angel】
【Effect】:
+400 Mana, +5 Mana Regeneration per second, +400 Spell Attack.
Each Spell cast increases Mana by 4, Cooldown 3 seconds, No Upper Limit.
3% of all Mana is converted into Spell Attack.
【Price: 300 years of Cultivation】
A fierce light flashed in Destruction Magic God's eyes. He directly chose to purchase, and at the same time, selected the Clone payment method.
In just a moment, cursing sounds came from the three Clones.
"Damn you, Destruction! You're using our Cultivation for payment!"
"Why don't you use your own!"
"You beast! My Cultivation that I just saved up!"
Although everyone possessed the effects of three Divine Artifacts, their equipment was complete, and they had countless ways to rapidly increase their Cultivation.
However, the feeling of having their Cultivation drained every time was quite exhilarating.
Destruction Magic God complained expressionlessly: "Just be a demonic Cultivator. Go eat a few people, and your Cultivation will come back."
See, the Venerable One's dark element talent, doesn't it have a use now?
"Good heavens! You actually dared to hide here! Die!"
A booming voice rang out in the sky, and a terrifying large handprint slapped down.
Destruction Magic God only had time to stick up his middle finger before he was slapped to death by the large handprint.
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