The Curse of the Demoness

"Brush!"

The deep, Greatsword drew a sharp arc in the air, severing the spider silk that had been spreading out. The silk fell onto the ice, twitching slightly, and remained stained with burning Black Flame for a long time before finally going out.

"According to Tracy's memories, this is her mother, Sequence 3 Demoness Demigod, 'The White Saint' Katarina Pelle." M's ethereal figure appeared on the ice, explaining to Luther, "Her charm abilities are extremely high; she can inflict Petrification, Black Flame, and Curse through her webs and hair."

She is also particularly skilled in Mirror magic, able to cast various spells using Mirror over a very large area.

Mirror?

Through Luther visor, Luze glanced down at his feet. The smooth, crystalline ice faithfully reflected his image—and that of the White Robe Demoness holding an ice spike, smiling at him.

"Swish! Swish!"

The ice spike then pierced through the mirror and shot into reality, viciously striking Luther's body.

"Snap!"

Fortunately, his black armor absorbed almost all of the impact, but it also shattered instantly as a result.

"Splash."

In the next instant, Luther did not hesitate to remove the remaining shadow armor from his body and separate the Degeneration will in his mind, mixing it with the dissolved shadow to create Filth, dark, Degeneration, Distortion Monster.

"The Fallen Shadow!"

"Roar--"

As soon as the ferocious Monster appeared, it locked onto the "White Saint" Katarina inside the ice mirror, roared, and pounced on her, covering the ice surface like liquid.

"Hiss."

The ice began to Corrosion, and a woman's scream seemed to faintly escape, but silence returned after a moment. Not long after, another ice crystal rose up, and in the Mirror, Katarina, in a white robe, was smiling at Luther.

She appeared completely unharmed, showing no signs of being Corrosion by the Fallen Shadow.

"Hehe, Sequence 3 Demoness of Unaging, not bad at all."

Medici's soft chuckle echoed within Luther's body as he gazed at Katarina with amusement, lost in thought.

"Shut up."

Luther said coldly.

He had already encountered several Sequence 3 Beyonders. These included Prince Grove, the "Chaos Hunter" from the Royal Family, Arn Kottman, the "Sea King" from the Church of Storms, and the "White Saint" before him. Without exception, these Sequence 3 Beyonders had all exerted immense pressure on him.

However, he is not invincible, especially after promotion to Sequence 4.

"Boom!"

A large shadow beneath Luther covered the ice surface, and large clusters of blue flames radiated from his body, scorching away the invisible, resilient spider silk. At the same time, he began to summon the Tide within his mind, allowing the illusory seawater to fill his Spirit Body and bestow corresponding authority upon it.

Suddenly, the once clear sky darkened, and thick, leaden-gray clouds filled the view. Luther's body accumulated a violent pressure, echoing the heavy sky and causing the entire sea to tremble.

"Storm's" "Cataclysmic Interrer"!

"Click!"

Countless deafening bolts of lightning crashed down in an instant, bombarding the thick, hard ice stretching for nearly a hundred meters. The aftershocks transformed into countless electric snakes, leaping across the ice surface. The White Robe Demoness, who had just emerged from the mirror, was engulfed in endless, blazing white light.

The ice was trembling, and not just because of the lightning. Beneath the ice, waves surged one after another, and unseen currents surged, accumulating power.

"Click!"

Suddenly, cracks appeared on the ice surface. Under the combined effects of Lightning Strike from above and deep-sea waves, even the thick ice could not withstand the force! The cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire ice surface in a short time.

Finally, the waves surged up from the crack, the deep blue-black seawater towering up and churning the ice. Accompanied by lightning and Gale, the smooth ice surface was completely turned into a mess!

A piece of ice crystal was lifted by the wind and drifted to Luther's front. The invisible fluctuations were difficult to discern against the chaotic background. Luther, who was controlling the Storm, felt a warning from his Spirituality instincts. He twisted his body, and a dagger pierced the air and passed by him.

"Puff!"

Blood splattered as Katarina, gripping her dagger, swiftly dodged the attack.

Luther's black Greatsword only cut off some of her hair, and the lightning that fell like rain only struck behind her.

The Sequence 3 "Demoness of Unaging" landed Feather Fall, raised her dagger, and turned to look at Luther. Her eyes held an incomparably alluring light, and she opened her mouth, sticking out her crimson tongue.

Luther watched as she deftly reached for the dagger, licking up the blade and collecting all the blood she had left on it. Soon, she spat out a red flower from her mouth, and at the same time, she began to chant incantations.

She's Curse me!

As an expert himself, Luther could easily see through the other party's intentions. While manipulating Thunder to bombard Katarina, he used his hand as a knife to slice off a long strip of Flesh from the wound, chanting the incantation to guide the Curse, using this Flesh as a substitute for himself.

"Hehe."

However, upon seeing Luther's actions, Katarina merely smiled alluringly, her light and captivating laughter unable to be drowned out by the thunder. As she continued to mutter incantations, the vibrant flower burst into a blazing inferno of black flames!

"Boom!"

Luther's body was immediately engulfed in flames, and the Flesh that had taken the Curse upon him had no effect whatsoever.

The Sequence 3 Demoness of Unaging is an expert in Curse; ordinary antidotes are completely ineffective against her!

Damn it.

Luther was scorched by flames, the destructive Black Flame damaging his body, and terrible pain filled his mind. The Curse of the High Sequence Demoness was extremely powerful, and his pain was unbearable. His skin cracked, his bright red muscles turned into charcoal, and his blood instantly vaporized.

But this pain also aroused his ferocious nature. He lay on the ice, stretched out his charred hand, and grabbed a large clump of black stuff.

--That's the hair that Luther cut off when Katarina attacked at close range!

Curse me?

Luther clutched the clump of hair, his face Distortion pain.

Let's see who can withstand the Curse!

He viciously bit into the Demoness's glossy hair and pulled a crystal-clear white bone spur from his bosom.

"Pain"!

Sensing the strange fluctuations emanating from the severed rib, Katarina's expression changed slightly, as if she intended to retaliate, but it was too late.

"Puff!"

Luther gripped his ribs tightly and plunged them into his abdomen. His body's sensitivity increased dramatically in an instant, amplifying the pain. Intense stimulation surged through his nerves into his brain, exploding with signals that filled his mind!

"Aaaaaah!"

A high-pitched scream came from afar, and the once holy White Saint's face Distortion as she felt unprecedented pain.

Luther's Curse was far more terrifying than the one she had inflicted on Luther!