"So, by your reasoning, there's nothing we can do?" Seth frowned.
"No." Hugh gazed down at the city beneath his feet, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. "To stall for time, all we need to do is seize what he cares about most."
"You mean this city?"
"Exactly. Doesn't he want to save this city? As long as we keep it under threat and force him to protect it, he won't have time to cause us trouble. Once he kills himself, we can easily take over the city."
"Then how do we force him to act?"
"Amon."
Hugh's gaze fell upon a corner of the shattered city. A stream of black liquid had already seeped into Fengdu Law, tracing something beyond the dragon vein. Faintly, an evil aura began to spread.
Suddenly, the black liquid seemed to sense something. It transformed into a human shape and looked up at the sky.
He heard Hugh's voice.
"A curse that attracts beasts?" he murmured. "What a... hassle."
After hesitating for a moment, he still raised the black scepter in his hand and traced through the void above his head.
A sinister, eerie aura surged from the scepter, quickly forming a curse mark.
Amon watched the mark. Once he had confirmed that there were no mistakes, he nodded and lightly tapped it with a finger.
The curse mark drifted through the air for a moment before seeping into the void and vanishing without a trace.
"It's done. Don't disturb me while I work."
Amon muttered to himself, then lowered his head again and continued completing a curse hundreds of times more complicated than that mark, preparing for his National Destiny Curse ritual.
On a dim street.
Bang!
A soft sound rang out. A small cloud of blood mist burst from Zhou