The King's Battle (I)

Ian's tactic was simple: test as many curses as possible on this man until one of them worked. Blood Demon God Watarris was more than happy to enjoy this sumptuous feast. Thus, Ian's battle entered a strange state within seconds. He kept teleporting around his opponent, dodging his blood spears while casting curses at him.

However, Watarris suddenly had an ominous premonition. Instead of devouring those curses, he chose to evade them.

"Too late." Ian sneered and activated his Gluttony Curse. Watarris immediately felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. More precisely, it was an uncontrollable hunger.

As the desire to devour everything in sight overcame his reason, his eyes turned blood-red. However, he was a Demon God, after all. Over the years, he had invaded countless worlds and dimensions, which meant his willpower was strong enough to control himself. Unfortunately, the pain in his stomach did not stop.

Watarris fixed him with the furious gaze of a starving predator. If looks could kill, Ian would have been pierced countless times by now. Watarris exhaled to calm himself, then raised his hand and condensed a blood spear before instantly teleporting in front of Ian.

Ian's shield appeared automatically, but it was utterly useless. Watarris's spear tore it apart, absorbing all its energy in the process. Ian reacted quickly, using his Haki to kick the spear away from his heart. However, even from that brief contact, he could still feel his stamina being drained.

The Vampire's ability to absorb all energy and strength, Ian analyzed. He raised his staff and fired a surge of pure kinetic energy. Watarris's blood spear transformed into a shield and easily neutralized the attack.

Conventional attacks are useless, Ian thought, changing tactics. The Origin Runes of his home planet were famous for their supreme control and