Sure enough, a pure man like me stood out wherever he went, as bright and conspicuous as a firefly in the night—and drew plenty of hatred!
It was obvious that I had been Mr. Luo's biggest concern from the very beginning. He'd been on guard against me the whole time.
So after gaining complete control over the Mad Spirit in his hands, he didn't give me another chance to sit back and watch.
"Are you sure you don't want to think it over? You two don't look like you've fallen out yet."
Heh!
Mr. Luo merely sneered, completely unaffected by Fu Qian's nonsense.
The next moment, gray curtains appeared in every direction around Fu Qian, all pressing in on him at once.
It had absorbed the ability pretty quickly.
It seemed that after eating the priest's doll just now, the Mad Spirit had already absorbed its abilities.
At the same time, a basketball-sized green fireball took shape in Mr. Luo's hand.
Within just a few seconds, its color deepened rapidly until it was as black as ink.
The power of the aging curse?
Fu Qian caught a hint of something familiar from it.
Mr. Luo hadn't been bluffing. He had such a high degree of control over the Mad Spirit that he could freely combine their abilities.
The next moment, Mr. Luo pushed both hands forward, sending the black fireball slowly toward Fu Qian.
Everything in its path withered and corroded.
The fireball wasn't particularly fast, so it wouldn't have been hard to dodge.
Unfortunately, the gray curtains compressed the space and slowed his movements, making it much harder to evade.
This was the strategy the dolls had used against the Mad Spirit earlier. It was quite effective against agile targets.
But Fu Qian hadn't planned to dodge in the