Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 3401: Curse

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The invading spiritual body’s strength was not high in itself, but it was extremely special. When it was resisted by its own psychic force, it did not cause any conflict or strangulation; instead, it simply dissolved.

The ratio of its dissolution against his own mental strength was astonishingly one to one hundred!

Fortunately, his mental strength was strong enough, and his sea of consciousness was even more terrifying.

He mobilized a massive amount of mental strength, wildly flooding to overwhelm the invading psychic force!

Soon, as the external invading strength gradually weakened, it was quickly worn down by his mental strength in the sea of consciousness until less than one-thousandth remained.

But strangely, the last bit of mental strength left was extremely difficult to dissolve, as if it had taken root in his sea of consciousness.

Outside, Pena looked at Fang Heng, who was cursed by the God of Decay, her eyes filled with surprise.

Ineffective?

The spirit curse attack from the five Kings of Gods of the Endless Domain was actually ineffective against him?

On the other side, the seven avatars of Kels were rapidly aging!

They needed to extract mental strength to support the descent of the God of Decay.

After the mental strength was fully extracted, the next to be drawn would be their vitality!

The seven rapidly aged in appearance within moments.

Kels was greatly astonished.

How could this be?

Why was the God’s strength consumed like this?

Why couldn’t it affect him?

Once the God’s will descent began, unless the opponent’s spirit and soul power were completely destroyed or devoured, they simply could not stop on their own.

Kels could only watch helplessly as his life was quickly devoured.

Whoosh!

Fang Heng suddenly opened his eyes.

He still did not fully understand the way that special strength worked, and the last bit of strength could not be handled in the short term.

But it was not a big problem.

Kels was now a skeleton; his deeply sunken eye sockets held lifeless gray eyes staring fixedly at Fang Heng with disbelief.

He had foreseen his death, yet Fang Heng stood there as if nothing had happened.

Why had the will of the God of Decay not completely killed him?

"Outsider! You will forever bear the imprint of my Lord! Wailing in decay and rot until reduced to dust!"

"Bang!"

As Kels finished speaking, his body could no longer endure and exploded into a cloud of ash.

The remaining six avatars were already withered and speechless; one after another, their bodies shattered after Kels.

"Tch..."

Fang Heng let out a disdainful hum.

The Kings of Gods of the Endless Domain did have some tricks.

One was an unknown form of energy that could disrupt domain abilities, and the other was a special spiritual energy that invaded the sea of consciousness.

Very strange.

Especially that psychic force.

If that attack’s strength increased by a few hundred times, it would be difficult for him to handle.

Maybe the two were the same thing?

Fang Heng pondered and slowly turned his gaze toward the shadow at the corner.

The shadow quickly condensed into Pena’s figure.

"Fang Heng."

Pena looked Fang Heng over, showing admiration in her eyes. "You are indeed powerful. I didn’t expect this generation of the Ouroboros Beetle King to evolve so perfectly, able to resist the curse’s effects."

"But you have already gotten into big trouble. The God of Decay has locked onto you. You disrupted his business at the auction house and killed his seven avatars. I’m afraid he won’t let you go easily."

"Oh? Locked on?" Fang Heng looked at Pena. "You mean the thing left in my sea of consciousness?"

"That’s right."

Fang Heng asked, "Can you help me remove it?"

"With my power, I still can’t. This strength is not just tracking; as long as the God of Decay exists, this strength will also exist. He will always be in your sea of consciousness, constantly wearing down your psychic force. I don’t know how long you can endure."

Fang Heng frowned and closed his eyes again to sense his sea of consciousness.

The invading strength in the sea of consciousness had been ground down to the extreme, leaving only a tiny seed.

But as Pena said, this seed had already taken root in his sea of consciousness and was continuously generating psychic force to damage it.

But Pena was slightly wrong.

The power the seed released was too weak.

Compared to his sea of consciousness, it was like throwing a grain of salt into the endless galaxy.

Once the seed released its power, it was instantly dissolved by his terrifying mental strength.

Almost useless.

Still, it was very irritating.

And he did not know if this seed would play a role later in the battle with the God of Decay.

Fang Heng lifted his head and asked, "You told me all this, do you have any suggestions?"

"Smart. I do have something to discuss with you, but not now. I need to ask my lord’s permission first."

Pena raised her hand lightly and tossed a stone to Fang Heng.

"I suggest you leave first. The seven avatars were only the first batch of pursuers. Soon, a second wave will come. With your current state, I’m afraid the God of Decay’s will has possessed his believers and followers to chase after you. Then I won’t be able to help."

"Pa!"

Fang Heng raised his hand and caught the stone, glancing sideways at the metal door behind him.

More than twenty minutes had passed.

Zane should have finished moving the materials.

Should he stay longer and wait for the God of Decay’s next batch of pursuers?

"I will contact you. Maybe then I’ll tell you how to eliminate the Chaos Seed."

"Hm? Chaos Seed?"

Pena smiled slightly and slowly transformed into a shadow, disappearing completely.

Fang Heng looked at the stone in his hand and shook his head lightly.

Forget it, no rush.

Anyway, the things belonging to the Seed of Ouroboros were already in hand.

He would return first.

He would study the seed in the sea of consciousness before making a decision.

Zane had once been an Evil God, so he should know something about that.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Heng entered the secondary space projection and sped toward the outside of the auction house.

...

At a levitation island on the periphery of the Endless Domain.

With the believers chanting loudly, Zane descended again in the center of the magic array.

After more than ten trips, he finally teleported all the loot taken from the auction house.

"Hehe! A great haul!"

Zane grinned and casually picked up a broken disc containing Evil God power, beginning to absorb it to restore the damaged power.

Xia Xi carefully inspected the box holding the fused severed limb containing the Seed of Ouroboros.

Seven hours later.

Fang Heng flew in from afar and returned to the floating land.

"Brother Fang Heng."

Zane was condensing Evil God power and sensed Fang Heng’s return, immediately standing to greet him. "Hehe, I knew those normal believers wouldn’t be a match for you. Come see, this time we had a big haul."

"Not bad."

Fang Heng glanced at the scattered boxes on the ground and nodded lightly. He asked, "The Endless Domain is very strange compared to the outside world. My domain power failed when fighting their believers. Do you know why?"