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305: Is this some kind of abyssal demon? I've never heard of such a thing before!

The Devouring Curse Demon Marshal dared not delay either, hastily replying:

"Lord of Curses... His Majesty, the Lord of Curses' true plan is... is to hold the final stage of the 'Myriad Curses Corrosion Realm' ritual!"

"He... He wants to gather the resentment, hatred, fear, and all other negative energy accumulated in this world over ten thousand years, and condense it into a 'World-Ending Curse Seal' capable of eroding the Origin of the world!"

"As long as... as long as the ritual succeeds, the Lord of Curses will be able to fully control the authority of negativity in this world."

"He can not only significantly enhance his own strength, but he can also remotely curse the strong of this world through the Law of Curses... and might even find a way to target you!"

"Furthermore, it will significantly weaken the world barrier, opening a passage for... for the subsequent arrival of the Abyssal army!"

Chen Nian heard this, and a flash of realization crossed his eyes.

So that was it.

The Lord of Curses wanted to condense authority, enhance his strength, and then find a way to deal with him.

This was consistent with the usual style of these Abyssal Overlords—if they couldn't beat someone, they would hide and brew up a big move.

He gave a contemptuous smile and said:

"So, that's why you made such a big scene, using this Abyssal Stronghold and the lives of thousands of Demonic Evils as bait."

"Just to lure the tiger away from the mountain, delay time, and ensure your master's ritual can be completed smoothly?"

The Devouring Curse Demon Marshal replied hastily, his voice filled with a sobbing tone: "Yes... yes, Your Majesty, you have keen insight!"

"Originally, according to the original plan, we should have been more covert and proceeded step by step..."

"But because His Majesty the Skeleton Monarch... no, that trash Skeleton Monarch had his Abyssal Stronghold in Jiangyuan City destroyed by you."

"Even the 'eye of the monarch' was forced to be cut off, making all the Dominators feel a huge threat!"

"His Majesty the Lord of Curses judged that you would certainly not let go of any opportunity to clear out Abyssal forces, and you seem to have some method to track us."

"The Lord of Curses was worried that his ritual would also be exposed, so he took a risky move."

"He deliberately leaked a trace of this Abyssal Stronghold's aura and set up this bait, wanting to trap you here, or at least delay enough time!"

He paused, and continued to say while trembling:

"The 'Myriad Curses Binding God Array' on this altar was also personally set up by the Lord of Curses... I originally thought it could at least trap you for a while... I didn't expect..."

The Devouring Curse Demon Marshal didn't dare to continue, but the meaning was already very clear—he didn't expect that it wouldn't even trap him for a second, it was shattered directly.

Chen Nian sneered.

These Abyssal guys are really willing to pay a price.

Using an Abyssal Stronghold that had been operated for many years, thousands of elite Demonic Evils, and even an Abyssal Demon Marshal as bait.

Just to buy a little time.

It seems that the 'Myriad Curses Corrosion Realm' ritual is indeed extremely important to the Lord of Curses.

Chen Nian heard this, gave a contemptuous smile, and continued to ask:

"Heh, a good calculation indeed."

"Then where is your Lord of Curses currently performing the real ritual?"

The Devouring Curse Demon Marshal dared not conceal it and hastily replied:

"In the Soul Burial Valley! It is located in the depths of the Soul Burial Valley in the northwest direction! That is one of the nodes with the most concentrated negative energy in this world!"

"And within a radius of a thousand miles around the Soul Burial Valley, His Majesty the Lord of Curses has also set up a large number of similar interference strongholds and energy bait to prevent you from affecting the ritual."

Hearing this, Chen Nian was very satisfied.

This guy was quite cooperative, there were no scenes of him preferring death to surrender.

It saved him from wasting more time using some little methods to torture the Soul.

"Very good."

Chen Nian nodded, and the force under his feet relaxed slightly.

He took out his personal terminal and directly dialed Sun Li's encrypted communication.

The communication was connected almost instantly, and Sun Li's respectful yet urgent voice came from the other side:

"Mr. Chen! How is the situation on your side?"

"We detected an extremely intense energy explosion in the Yunling Mountain Range!"

Chen Nian's tone was flat, and he explained the situation concisely:

"I've already dealt with it here."

"However, this is just an Abyssal Stronghold; it's bait."

"The real target is the Lord of Curses; he is performing a ritual called 'Myriad Curses Corrosion Realm' in the Soul Burial Valley."

"Additionally, there are a large number of interference strongholds around the Soul Burial Valley; you'd better notify the local Spiritual Energy Bureau to be prepared."

As he spoke, Chen Nian reached out his terminal to the mouth of the Devouring Curse Demon Marshal and ordered:

"Report all the stronghold coordinates you know, one by one, clearly."

The Devouring Curse Demon Marshal dared not delay, enduring the humiliation and fear.

He quickly reported the precise spatial coordinates and Abyssal Stronghold locations one by one.

...

...

On the other end of the personal terminal.

Inside the office of the Donghai City Psionic Bureau.

Sun Li, as well as several experts from the 'Candle Dragon' department, were all holding their breath and listening.

When they clearly heard a voice full of evil, hoarseness, and clearly non-human.

Reporting the crucial Abyssal Stronghold coordinates so humbly and cooperatively.

They were all stunned!

The conference room was deathly silent, and a pin drop could be heard!

They couldn't believe their ears!

Is... is this really an Abyssal Demon that has always been cruel and tyrannical, viewing humans as ants, and preferring death to surrender?

At this moment, how does he look like a frightened child, answering whatever is asked, and reporting coordinates when told to?

This huge contrast simply shattered their worldview!

Sun Li was so excited that his hands were trembling slightly.

While quickly recording, he reported to the General Bureau through the internal channel.

Coordinating with local Spiritual Energy Bureaus to take immediate action, conducting the highest-level secret monitoring and reconnaissance on these coordinates.

But strictly forbidding them from alerting the enemy.

When the Devouring Curse Demon Marshal finished reporting the last stronghold tremblingly, the scene fell into a deathly silence again.

He humbly raised his head, looked at Chen Nian with hope, and asked with a trembling voice:

"Gr... Great One... This small one... this small one has already said everything I know..."

"Please... please spare my life, I guarantee... I will never step into this world again!"

However, Chen Nian just slowly put away his personal terminal.

He lowered his head, looking at the begging Devouring Curse Demon Marshal at his feet, and a hook of extreme contempt curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Spare your life?"

Chen Nian seemed to have heard something funny and shook his head gently.

"When did I ever say I would let you go?"

Hearing this, the pupils of the Devouring Curse Demon Marshal shrank to the size of a needle tip.

The blood on his face instantly drained, leaving only expressions of terror and despair.

However, Chen Nian didn't give him any chance to react at all.

He raised his hand and slapped down!

"Puchi—!!!!"

A muffled sound!

The extremely hard head of the Devouring Curse Demon Marshal, which was enough to withstand missile bombardment, exploded with a bang!

Red, white, broken bone, rotten flesh... mixed together, splashing out in a radial pattern!

The powerful force even shook his headless corpse into the ground, causing spiderweb-like cracks to spread around it!

[Ding! Killed 8th Tier Demon 'Devouring Curse Demon Marshal', obtained 49521 points!]

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