Curses could actually stack!
The terror this Vicious Ghost displayed far surpassed the claw marks from before.
It posed a genuine threat to Jiang Qiao!
"Mr. Jiang!"
Shen Boxia shouted.
He wanted to step forward and help.
But he simply could not get close to Jiang Qiao. Though they were clearly only a few meters apart, it was as if they were separated by the ends of the earth, existing in entirely different dimensions.
He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Qiao's figure blurred, like a reflection standing in water.
It could be scattered by ripples at any moment.
"Damn."
"This stupid fucking Vicious Ghost can stack curses too."
Jiang Qiao's body became increasingly transparent.
Gray Light flickered wildly in his eyes. Light and shadow alternated across his body as he was repeatedly torn between erasure and restoration.
He could feel it.
Every three seconds, the curse doubled in strength.
If it kept stacking like this, it would only take three or four more times to reach the limit of what he could recover from. He would inevitably be killed on the spot.
The curse surged again.
Three seconds.
It doubled again.
"Stove Fire" swirled around Jiang Qiao, constantly burning away the curse, while his power of "restoration" was pushed to its limit. But his body's healing had already slowed completely.
Three seconds.
It surged once more.
This time.
Jiang Qiao's entire body blurred until only an outline remained, like a faded old photograph.
His recovery had completely failed.
If it happened one more time.
His body would vanish entirely!
Meanwhile.
The Half-Burnt Corpse had completely crawled out of the stone tablet. Its charred body was entirely hollow, devoid of bones or organs. It tilted its head, its empty eye sockets fixed on Jiang Qiao.
Then.
It slowly extended a