The More Curses I Have on Me, the Stronger I Am

Abstract Fun ArticlesCollection of Gods and MenPure Love Harem On the blood-soaked altar, dozens of cultists knelt on the ground and cheered to the giant monster in the center: "Master Evil, we have finally summoned you! Each of us is willing to sacrifice ten years of life in exchange for the bastard who hates us the most..." "Chaji Dio cast the most terrifying curse, right?" "How do you know?" The demon yawned tiredly: "People are cursing him all over the world, and we are overwhelmed. And I also have a grudge against him. If you want to mess with him, I can give you a 40% discount. If you sacrifice two more years of life, I will put two curses on him. " "Only two? With so few, your demon premium is too serious. At least twenty are enough." As he spoke, Chaji took off the black robe that he had snatched from the cultist, and his figure quickly expanded. Countless tentacles sprouted from the face, wrapped around the demon's throat, and pressed it to the floor: "You are not allowed to operate with integrity! If you want a curse, do it quickly. The number of curses on me is not enough now."