The Richest Man in the DC World

The reason why the Three-Eyed Demon Pupil is hated by others is because of this ugly face besides appearance.

At such a critical juncture, they actually raised the price on the ground, doubling the originally negotiated price by fifty times.

With 50,000 dead souls of slaves, how many people did Longbao have in total.

Akorn clenched his teeth with hatred, and really wanted to raise his hand to slap the group of mice to death, but he couldn't do that. After a moment of silence, he hissed,

"Fifty thousand souls, I promise you, the premise is to take them down."

"Don't worry, my lord, I won't let you down."

The three-eyed demon boy giggled strangely, and each took out a disk and placed it on the ground. The disk was engraved with dense black runes, and it was dizzy to look at it. It seemed that the soul was about to be separated from the body and swallowed by the disk.

One of the three-eyed demon boys took out a glass bottle from his bosom, which contained fresh blood. The blood seemed to have life and could flow autonomously.

"Divine blood!"

Acorn's pupils shrank, a little unbelievable.

The three-eyed demon pupil laughed strangely, "This is not ordinary divine blood, but the original blood of His Majesty Avogadro. My lord, would you like to have a taste?"

Akorn was startled and frightened, subconsciously looked around, and growled after making sure that there was no one around,

"What are you doing, you don't want to live anymore."

"Don't worry, no one knows about this except you. Of course, you can also inform His Majesty, but I know that you will definitely not do that."

The three-eyed devil boy is full of confidence, but the facts are as he said. Akorn dare not tell the truth, but chooses to hide it. Over the years, he has been mixed with the three-eyed devil boy. He is a grasshopper on a rope, not necessarily All are prosperous, but all must be lost.

The three-eyed demon child carefully opened the bottle cap, and dripped the source blood of Avogadro, the dragon of the underworld, on the five discs respectively, nourished by the blood, and the discs erupted with a strange black-red light.

Countless black silk threads that cannot be seen by the naked eye gushed out from the disk, some penetrated into the ground, and some flew into the sky, connecting with each other and surrounding the space with a radius of several kilometers.

Akorn and the three-eyed magic pupil retreated without a trace, and didn't stop until they were out of the range of the black silk thread.

Looking at the soldiers who were fighting bravely, the three-eyed demon boy raised the corners of his mouth excitedly,

"Kill, die! The more the better, you don't die,

How can I have the ability to cast a curse. "

No matter what kind of curse there is, there is a price to pay. The stronger the curse, the greater the price. The Three-Eyed Demon Boy knows this very well, but unfortunately, others don't know.

A strange power pervades the world, taking life and depriving souls.

The blood in the soil lost its luster, and the corpse turned into dry bones without a sound, and black air gushed out from the corpse, lingering in the air.

The soldiers didn't notice this, and the three of Clark felt something was wrong, but they couldn't find the reason, they just felt disgusted instinctively.

The more corpses, the more black mist, and when there were only a thousand people around, the mist had formed and enveloped the entire world.

Akorn said in a concentrated voice, "Is it done?"

"it is ready."

The three-eyed demon pupil looked serious, "My lord, those 50,000 slaves were not wasted."

After the words fell, the five three-eyed magic pupils cast spells at the same time.

The black mist seemed to come alive, burrowing into the soldiers' bodies like poisonous insects, and screams rang out in the air.

"what is this?"

"So sad!"

"It's so itchy, ah!!"

"It hurts, someone help me."

...

There were screams one after another, and some soldiers scratched their bodies crazily, leaving bloodstains on their skin. They became crazy like madmen.

The scene became very chaotic, and the three of Clark couldn't figure out what was going on. The black mist did not attack them, but only stared at the soldiers of Longbao.

"Curse, someone is casting a curse."

The wizard who was proficient in black witchcraft was the first to react, and quickly lowered his head. When he saw the disc in the hand of the three-eyed devil boy, he was completely dazzled.

"City Lord, is it you? Why..."

"Shut up!"

Acorn said coldly, "The moment you joined Dragon Castle, your body and soul belonged to the great dragon of the underworld, His Majesty Avogadro, now, he needs you to give your life, just obediently do so. "

"Akorn, you bastard."

"what!!!!"

"I'm a ghost and I won't let you go."

The soldiers who learned the truth were only mad with hatred, their faces were distorted, their eyes were bloodshot, and they wished to tear Akorn into pieces. They never dreamed that they would be betrayed by their own people and become sacrifices.

Anger squeezed in their hearts and turned into resentment, and now they can't be relieved even if they die.

This is exactly what the three-eyed devil boy needs. The stronger the resentment, the better the effect of the curse. They wish that everyone would become ghosts.

Akorn, who planned all this, stood there expressionless, without regret or sadness, with a calm expression, as if he had done an unimportant thing.

The underworld is different from the earth, there is no benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust. If you want to live well, in addition to relying on the strong and strengthening yourself, you must also learn to betray, deceive, betray, defect, betray, murder, and plunder.

Even if you do this, you may not be able to live, just like the former city lord, such a powerful guy has become Avogadro's feces.

As for the reason, it is very simple. The great dragon of the underworld tasted the taste of smart people, and asked its people: who is the smartest in Dragon Castle, and the people all said that it was the city lord, so Avogadro called the city lord have eaten.

What a simple reason, purely desperation.

Akorn, who witnessed that scene, immediately swore in his heart that no matter what, he would not become Avogadro's feces.

Things got weird.

Diana wondered, "What are they doing?"

Clark hesitated, "Shouldn't there be internal strife?"

Ron En used his psychic ability to communicate with the soldiers. After a while, his face changed suddenly.

"It's a curse. These soldiers were betrayed by their leaders and became sacrifices to curse us."

"Go, get out of here."

Before the voice fell, he turned around and left. Unfortunately, it was already too late.

The black mist has surrounded the surroundings. It can not only block the visual perception, but also disturb people's thinking. The heads of the three are buzzing, as if they have a bad cold. They are weak and weak, and they have the urge to vomit.

The curse was formed, and after devouring the soldiers' flesh and blood, the black mist turned into a beast with teeth and claws, constantly eroding the bodies of the three of them.

Strength is disappearing, fatigue is growing little by little, and the will and soul are suffering.

Clark clutched his chest in pain, barely able to hold on.

Among the three, he has the strongest strength, speed, and defense, but the weakest magic resistance. Diana is a demigod, and Zeus's blood gives her extremely high magic resistance. Ron is a Martian, isn't he The body of flesh and blood in the usual sense also has psychic abilities, and the soul is far beyond ordinary people.

Facing the curse, both of them can support it, but Clark struggles.

"Ron, take Clark out, and I'll kill those guys."

Diana activated the teleportation ability, a flash of red light pierced through the black mist, and came to Acorn.

"Damn you!"