In other words, this Great Demon God was stronger than Chthon—much stronger. Otherwise, Chthon would not have treated him as his final Trump Card.
"Although Magic Runes are Black Magic, at their core, they are still an application of rules and energy. They can be treated as an Ability."
Andrew smiled faintly and unleashed his Ability-interference power. The Magic Runes' growth rate rapidly slowed, but they did not stop.
This meant Andrew's energy was inferior to the Great Demon God's. That was normal. The Great Demon God wielded Divine Power, while Andrew possessed only the Power of ability. At this stage, he was certainly no match for the other side.
"King of Abilities, how dare a mere mortal compare himself to a god like me?"
The Great Demon God roared as black qi surged from his body. The Magic Runes' corrosion accelerated, and Andrew's Ability seemed unable to withstand it.
"Mortal? God? Heh. Great Demon God, I know where you came from. One day, I will join forces with the Mechanical Demon King and make you perish completely."
Andrew sneered. The skull that had previously Devoured the Curse suddenly transformed into a stream of black qi and plunged into the Great Demon God's chest. A Skeleton Pattern immediately appeared there.
The Great Demon God instinctively sensed that something was wrong. A section of his chest split open, and the Skeleton Pattern, along with a mass of energy-formed flesh, fell downward.
The next second, the Skeleton Pattern vanished and reappeared on the left side of the Great Demon God's chest. Andrew said, "Great Demon God, once a Curse sticks to you, it is not so easy to get rid of."
"A Curse? You actually dare use a Curse in front of me?"
The Great Demon God roared furiously. To him, this