My Pet Beast is really not an Evil God-Chapter 430 - 164: The King of Curses, Beast of Heavenly Disaster! Seeking Emptiness By Subtraction! (Requesting Monthly Tickets) _4

Chapter 430: Chapter 164: The King of Curses, Beast of Heavenly Disaster! Seeking Emptiness By Subtraction! (Requesting Monthly Tickets) _4

The words were barely out of his mouth when his eyes lost their light. He collapsed on the ground, suffocating completely. His body began to expand and whiten at a visible pace, with a massive flow of water still gushing out, soaking the ground.

This scene elicited looks of terror from everyone present. Several people couldn’t hold back their cries:

"Father!"

"Husband!"

"Big Brother!"

"... "

"Olivia!"

Witnessing his own son die in front of him, Edward Whitehair’s eyes flared wide open in fury. A spark ignited from his heart, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply, the air twisting along with it.

Boom!

Scorching flames immediately enveloped his body, turning him into a black charred figure wreathed in fire. The wild grass at his feet started to rapidly wither and turn into ashes, and the ground underneath also began to burn fiercely.

"It’s so hot!"

Quite a few members of the Negative Monarch Society also felt the heat and pressure, compelling them to step back, their eyes burning.

Is this the power of the Burning Curse Beast?

As a descendant of the Cursed God General Family, Edward Whitehair himself was obviously a Curse Binder. He had merged with a Cursed Beast, using his heart as the cost and his binding technique passed down through generations.

He controlled the Burning Curse, his own rage as its fuel, transforming into a fire demon, incinerating all its enemies!

The legendary Cursed Divine General of Catastrophe was said to possess a special Cursed Beast. Wherever it went, it left scorched earth behind, as if a drought disaster had descended.

"I will kill you!"

Edward Whitehair roared, the flames on his body flaring up, transforming into a dozen horned fire serpents that bit towards Benjamin Harris from all directions, blocking all escape routes.

Boom!

The fire serpents hit Benjamin Harris, causing a massive explosion and heat wave that stirred up billowing black smoke, burning everything.

"Did it work?"

Edward Whitehair looked exhilarated, and his family behind him just as excited, seeing a glimmer of hope.

Swoosh!

However, the next moment, heavy rain suddenly fell all around them. As it met Edward Whitehair’s burning form, each drop evaporated instantly, transforming into a large amount of water vapor.

"Not good!"

Edward Whitehair reacted quickly, attempting to retreat, but it was a split second too late. The fog in front of him suddenly condensed into a large hand, grabbing him and lifting him mid-air.

"Aahhhh!"

Then, he was left to the rainy onslaught on his body, extinguishing the flames bit by bit, causing him to emit agonized screams. He soon returned to his previous form, but now he was charred all over, in a state of utter misery.

"Descendant of the former Cursed God General, so your combat consciousness has degraded to this level, thinking to confront my Drowning Curse with a Burning Curse.

No surprise though, living these many years, you’ve become nothing but a high-level Curse Binder. Not even a Curse Binder Master are you capable of being. You only know how to dress in fancy clothes and maintain so-called high society connections. These indulgent and extravagant pleasures of life have corroded your will. It’s indeed a waste of a magnificent Cursed Beast."

Benjamin Harris’s calm voice cut in. The black smoke cleared to reveal him standing unscathed.

He was surrounded by a dark shield of flowing water. A pale ghostly shadow, like a monkey, vaguely floated around him. It was reminiscent of a water ghost from a folk tale, yearning to pull lives into the water, have them die for it, so that it could be reborn.

It was the Drowning Cursed Beast he controlled!

It could drown any life!

"It’s over!"

Seeing this scene, everyone wore expressions of despair, while members of the Negative Monarch Society were filled with worship.

Edward Whitehair dropped his head, his voice desolate:

"Just kill me."

"On the path towards the correct way, there will always be obstacles. Ordinary folks get troubled, but for me, I prefer to clear them away!"

Benjamin Harris said with a smile, his gaze sweeping past Edward Whitehair, stopping briefly on a dignified woman in the crowd behind him, he then added:

"This must be your eldest daughter-in-law. A true lady of noble descent indeed. A pity..."

As the words fell, the elegant woman covered her mouth, spewing out a large amount of black water, and began to replay the scene of her eldest son drowning.

"No, no, no!"

At this moment, Edward Whitehair howled in anger, filled with regret. Why did he fear the power of the Cursed Beast before, and was afraid that it would affect his lifespan, so he dared not master it further?

As a result, he could only be at the mercy of others.

Compared to the power of the curse,

Weakness is the greatest sin!

But his roar and curses, for Benjamin Harris, were nothing. His gaze continued to fix on Edward Whitehair’s second son, repeating the process of drowning.

"Hehe..."

The Drowning Beast behind Benjamin Harris, which resembled a water monkey, began to stir with excitement. The power of the curse, with the increase in the number of drownings, continued to strengthen.

If it could drown the entire kingdom, it might have the potential to become the new King of Curses!

Watching his cherished relatives die one by one before his eyes, Edward Whitehair’s heart was like being twisted by a knife, and his spirit was close to collapse.

Especially as he saw Benjamin Harris’s gaze fall on his youngest son and granddaughter, he fully understood that if he did not speak up, the entire family would be buried here.

Should he preserve the ancestral teachings? Or protect his family?

He looked at his granddaughter, whose mouth overflowed with black water, and made a decision. He rasped,

"Spare them... I can tell you how to open the [Earth Curse Coffin]!"

After saying these words, Edward Whitehair’s face grew even older, a sense of exhaustion pervading him.

Because he knew that even if he told his opponent how to unseal the seal, it was not certain that his entire family could survive.

But he dared not gamble any longer!

"If you had said this earlier, wouldn’t more people be alive? You’re so old and you still don’t understand!"

Benjamin Harris withdrew the Drowning Curse, a warm smile appearing on his face. It seemed as though the person who had just killed mercilessly had not been him.

Then, he let go of Edward Whitehair and allowed him to start unlocking this special [Earth Curse Coffin].

Edward Whitehair did not play tricks, nor did he dare to. He obediently followed the ancient lineage, found the sealing node, and unsealed it.

The ceremony could only be initiated with a curse binder master as a sacrifice. The old man had originally prepared himself for this sacrifice.

However, unexpectedly, a curse binder master from the Negative Monarch Society volunteered and fanatically sacrificed himself.

This fully activated the curse technique ceremony!

Boom!

The whole valley began to tremble. The earth cracked in front of Benjamin Harris, and accompanied by a huge roar, the [Earth Curse Coffin] rose from the ground. It was actually...

A complete burial site!

But unlike what one would imagine a huge graveyard to be, it seemed...

Thin!

However, Benjamin Harris did not think much about it. Looking at this huge Earth Coffin, he muttered,

"The Cursed Beast, revered as [Disaster], is right in front of me. Once I acquire it, neither the Kingdom nor the White Orthodox Church will be able to stop me. Only then will I be able to continue with my plan and become the eternal King of Curses!"

Just thinking about that future made Benjamin Harris’s body tremble with excitement.

However, just as he was about to enter the [Earth Curse Coffin], a voice suddenly sounded,

"Arriving to unseal it only when it’s almost over. You’ve really outdone yourself!"

The voice was calm, yet it contained unspeakable anger!

Upon hearing this voice, Benjamin Harris’s pupils contracted dramatically, and everyone widened their eyes, unable to help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Were there... actually people alive in here?

Is it the Curse Deity General?

Or is it some evil entitiy that has been sealed?