Under the effect of the Curse object, the nearby evil spirits suffered from this racially targeted curse. To curse an entire race required an imnse amount of power, or a power that was sufficiently special, ordinary tools could not function at all.
Eileena had educated Zheng Yichen about this information, but the witch in the forest was also very cautious in her statents. She had said that this information was based on the premise of her own understanding, and there might be even more unique thods beyond her knowledge.
To curse a race required great power, but if the scope could be adjusted, it would be a more efficient way to harness power. The curse could precisely descend upon every locked-on target without affecting the surrounding flora.
Unless the curse also carried aggressive effects that could affect reality, or if a leakage of power caused the surrounding environnt to be impacted.
The mocking evil spirits nearby were all within the influence range of the Curse artifact; their laughter gradually turned to roars. As their rage and the curse transmitted chaotically, all the nearby evil spirits beca arsonists.
The Flas of Rage burned from the inside out, and so weaker evil spirits burned themselves to ashes in their fury, while the stronger ones could endure. They accused Zheng Yichen of stealing the Great Evil God’s power and rushed at him furiously, attempting to tear Zheng Yichen to pieces.
However, the closer they got to the silhouette Evil Spirit holding the Curse artifact, the stronger the curse they bore, and the faster they burned.
In the eyes of the ordinary people in the city, friends and family around them inexplicably burst into flas... Fear was further boiling within the city.
Zheng Yichen slightly grinned. Honestly, this was his first experience of such a situation, where the city was erupting with massive demonic thoughts due to terror, and an abnormal ntal power enveloped the sky, turning it dark with heavy clouds.
Yet in such an environnt, no new evil spirits or ntal Aberration creatures erged, as all that power was monopolized and divided by the high-rank evil spirits ruling the city.
A gigantic hand stretched down from the sky as if a supre deity was passing judgnt upon mortals. This hand was then ignited by a ghastly green fla, and piercing laughter could be heard in the sky, the silhouette Evil Spirit raising the Curse artifact high in delight.
Dark red flas infiltrated the ghostly green Hellfire, forcing the arm’s owner to abandon it. The giant arm had not hit the ground before it was consud completely, and the silhouette Evil Spirit bore clearer traces of embers, beginning to gain a more solid presence, like a charred human figure.
Elsewhere, a figure emitting silver light darted swiftly, bursting any ntal Aberration creatures that had not been completely ignited as it passed.
Although the alien-shaped Heroic Spirit could not hide its form, it managed to carry out efficient slaughter like an actual alien, its attacks fatally effective against both ntal Aberration creatures and evil spirits, even though these beings had no conventional vulnerabilities.
Zheng Yichen noticed that the white ball on the motorcycle was also growing restless, yearning for the distant Evil Spirit fountain. It seed attracted by many things there and was approaching the Evil Spirit fountain. However, the city’s law enforcent and evil spirits erging from the Evil Spirit fountain and ntal Aberration creatures ford waves to intercept it.
Evil spirits and bewildered humans ford a battle line, ’united’ in their fight against the devil who sought to destroy their city.
Zheng Yichen glanced at the other artifacts in the motorcycle. Besides the Curse artifact, there were also blessing artifacts crafted by Katrina. Zheng Yichen had collected too many materials left by Supre Demons, and those materials would take the witches ages to use up with daily experints.
When making these artifacts, the witches were particularly generous, and the blessing and Curse artifacts even included enough consumables.
Those consumables should have all been used to create permanent blessing or Curse artifacts.
He did not touch the blessing artifacts; using them could perhaps break the enchantnt temporarily, allowing the fighting forces to recover their senses, but once normalcy was restored they would inevitably be ’turned’ by the evil spirits and die even faster.
There were too many evil spirits blocking his path in front of him; the evil spirits from Hell seed inexhaustible, abnormally zealous. The curse of the silhouette Evil Spirit’s Curse artifact was so widely distributed that its power was waning.
The silver light alien shape was also forced back, roaring at the evil spirits and ntal Aberration creatures in its path. The fierce appearance of the silver light alien shape emitted a roar that wasn’t piercing but instead had an uplifting effect...
The situation seed unfavorable, and Zheng Yichen summoned a new Heroic Spirit, an octahedral ice block.
After this Heroic Spirit appeared, the smile on the silhouette Heroic Spirit’s face turned into an angry crescent for eyes and mouth.
A chilling frost aura spread out, which, upon touching ordinary people, did not affect them much, only making their bodies stiffen and difficult to move.
For the Evil Spirits, however, the effect was significant. These Evil Spirits were already under the curse of the Flas of Rage; due to their large numbers, the curse of the Flas of Rage imbuing them was not strong and would need enough ti to take full effect, yet this curse had already agitated the Evil Spirits.
Considering that the Evil Spirits were inherently linked to chaos and disorder, this ant they faced double restraint. The Evil Spirits in front did not ignite but quickly turned into ice blocks, which flew up and crashed to the ground, shattering into broken ice chips.
The Evil Spirits on the ground did not shatter, but they had fallen into an eternal freeze for them.
Zheng Yichen looked up at the sky, where more than a dozen gazes were watching him. Narrowing his eyes, he stared at the sky, where thermal vision helped him spot where those eyes were.
But those were probably not the Evil Spirits’ actual bodies, like the arms from before; they were just extensions of the Evil Spirits’ bodies. Destroying them would not inflict much damage on the Evil Spirits, at most causing them to lose so power.
The key was that Evil Spirit fountain, after all.
With the path cleared by the ice and fire spirits, there was no longer any obstacle in Zheng Yichen’s way. He personally enjoyed this feeling of fighting with minions; both the Heroic Spirits and the Evil Spirits had been enhanced by his soul control ability, allowing them to unleash greater destructive power.
Arriving at the Evil Spirit fountain, Zheng Yichen looked at the kiloter-long crack and twitched slightly at the corner of his eye. He had learned from Alice that the Evil Spirits exiled to Hell could not appear in the Mortal Realm and even the ans to open a portal to Hell was unheard of by her.
She had heard of so lunatics who scread daily about wanting to accomplish such a thing, but so far none had succeeded.
It seed a hole had been opened in the City of Evil Spirits, probably the work of the Boundary Breakers, or maybe not, but Zheng Yichen decided to attribute it to the Boundary Breakers. When it ca to the apocalypse, no matter what factor caused it, the Boundary Breakers would bear half the bla.
The other half would depend on the situation to see if it could be pinned on them!
Zheng Yichen waved his fishing rod, and fiery clouds appeared in the sky. A teor fire rain completely covered the area, and the falling Hellfire killed a large number of Evil Spirits, but the flas were swept away by the fountain.
The Flas of Rage of the silhouette Evil Spirits seed to have lost effect too... There were just too many Evil Spirits appearing, and the power they passively emitted distorted the environnt.
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Zheng Yichen was montarily flummoxed. The Evil Spirit fountain was like a high-pressure water cannon, spewing out Evil Spirits and ntal Aberration creatures as if it wanted to drain Hell dry.
His attacks were effective, but for every ten thousand Evil Spirits he destroyed, the next mont ten tis that number would spring up. The Evil Spirits squeezed inside did not need Zheng Yichen to attack; they started wailing miserably on their own.
So Evil Spirits were utterly crushed as they were ejected.
The more Evil Spirits that were spewed out, the greater the number that got crushed, and the accumulation of power in the environnt made even Zheng Yichen feel a strong discomfort. This horde of Evil Spirits was up to no good, creating a massive and endless operation; the Evil Spirit fountain had matured too much, so much so that it seed to have been waiting specifically for Zheng Yichen to arrive before it activated.
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