Unexpectedly, Chen Yi stood up amid the sea of fire and tore off the pitch-black Chains.
Soul-targeting curses could indeed kill people, but only if the gap between the two sides was not too great.
Chen Yi's soul had already broken through to a new level in the previous world. Even these Chains formed through special means—
—were far from strong enough for Chen Yi.
The moment Chen Yi's soul pulled taut, the Chains let out an unpleasant screech.
Many sections even warped out of shape.
Wails echoed through the area.
"Spare me!"
"I was wrong!"
"I was only working for someone else..."
The reason these Chains formed from curses were so bizarre was that they contained portions of those players' souls!
Chen Yi's expression did not change in the face of their pleas.
If they wanted to kill others, they had to be prepared to be killed themselves.
They were already Tier 4. They should not be so naive.
Flames formed from his mind spread along the Chains, continuously burning them.
As if they had heard a familiar voice, the newly born obsessions around them rushed into the sea of fire like moths to a flame.
Before long, not even scraps remained in the flames.
At the same time, several Curse Squad players inside the deep pit's Protective Shield suddenly burst into Silver Flame.
A scholar had once stated that the form of the soul could affect the body.
Very soon, only a small pile of Copper Coins remained where they had stood.
Dynasty's attack was not over yet.
As the curse targeting his True Name took effect, Chen Yi seemed to hear someone calling his name.
But after a momentary lapse in focus, he recovered.
In a game long ago, Chen Yi had once served as the God