When the plot-skips players into the game world-Chapter 445 - 346 Wolfram Drenched in Sweat

——Unable to curse.

——Target not found.

Prince Wolfram the Giant felt sweat drench his back.

His strongest curse, the "Three Sins," was completely ineffective, and that alone put him under great pressure—it was the curse he used to intimidate and punish the traitors within the Noble Red who disobeyed him.

It was the only curse in his possession that could cause direct death without requiring direct contact with the victim’s medium because it was actually a ritual. Rather than a curse, it would be more accurate to say that it brought down a Celestial Marshal to deliver a punch to your marked enemy. It just so happened that this power took effect in the form of a curse.

But now he had been weakened by that damned Aiwass—if he were to fight like this, he would be at a disadvantage instead.

Prince Wolfram could no longer afford to lose face. Like a gambler red in the eye, unwilling to take a hit for nothing... he thought about turning the tables, necessitating the sacrifice of something more.

Yes, he had deceived the Penalty Demon.

He had claimed to use a curse that didn’t require a price—but such a thing didn’t exist. Cursing Sorcerers must also bathe in curses, and the medium could greatly reduce this process. But without a suitable medium... the power of ritual was needed to establish a connection.

Then he would have to pay the price himself.

Yet, when he drove the curse-entwined nail into his own palm, using the third power level "Arch-Enemy Curse," he continued to search for a long time and still couldn’t find Aiwass. He could sense that Aiwass existed, but the power of the curse couldn’t stick to him. It was as if he had set up some kind of curse repelling barrier.

Considering that Aiwass was indeed a priest of the third energy level, it wasn’t impossible for him to perform such a sacred ritual.

So Wolfram upped the stakes further.

To increase penetrativity, he used the fourth energy level curse—"Nightmare Technique." This curse could attach itself to a person’s will from the Dream Realm, startling them awake out of nowhere, with the user choosing the trigger timing. Though not very powerful, it could turn the tide at a critical moment.

The price paid was the tearing of his intestines.

To enhance the effect of the curse, he also piled on the human materials he had previously acquired.

——The result was even worse this time; his consciousness wandered aimlessly in the Dream Realm, unable to locate Aiwass at all.

It was as if he had suddenly entered another world.

He refused to believe in defeat and used the fifth power level "Crimson Dancing Shoes." He drove two glowing hot iron nails into his feet, gave offerings to the Shadowy Celestial Marshal from the realm of shadows, and with intense loathing, recalled the name and info of the enemy. By possessing the concept of "revenge," the Shadowy Celestial Marshal could deliver this curse to the enemy.

It could latch onto the feet, making every contact with the ground feel increasingly intense, unbearable, and even capable of tearing apart one’s spirit with its violent heat. It felt as though one was dancing on hot irons, where continuous dancing was necessary to keep calm.

This curse was not lethal, and it could be remedied with something as simple as "sitting down." Based on the principle of "equivalence" in curses, the difficulty of releasing this curse was lower, and its penetration was very strong, quickly regenerating once lifted. A queen consort from Star Antimony had once been inflicted with this curse and suffered for a full two or three months before being completely cured.

Even the royal family of Star Antimony couldn’t fully evade this curse.

You can’t possibly ward this one off as well, can you!

——Ah, indeed he could.

Wolfram’s mana had burned away nearly half, his organs were damaged, his feet nearly crippled, yet the curses were still utterly ineffective. The ultimate effect was to leave his spirit even more languished.

It was as though he had successfully cursed himself.

"Deserving of Jacob’s grandson..."

Wolfram muttered bitterly, finding a reasonable explanation, "That old man must have kept secrets..."

——My teacher never taught me how to evade curses!

A priest of the third energy level, completely resisting the curse of a fifth-level wizard—does that make any sense?

Prince Wolfram thought of countless methods, yet he couldn’t figure out how Aiwass had intercepted those curses. Although he had ways to deflect them—if he knew in advance about an intended curse. He could prepare the corresponding counter-spell in advance, eliminating the curse or its root cause at the first opportunity.

But you can’t possibly predict my every move, can you?

Or could this be an effect of the "Book of Law"?

However, if the effect of the Book of Law was just to evade curses... this would somewhat disappoint Wolfram.

According to the information Wolfram had received, the Book of Law contained powers involving Celestial Marshals.

——Since it involved the power of Celestial Marshals and was left by the great wizard Jacob, it must surely be a Fallen Celestial Marshal or Serpent Celestial Marshal. Either way, it could allow the Bear Celestial Marshal to advance further.

It was said that the Crowned Celestial Marshal transcended to the Supreme Heaven with the help of a Celestial Marshal who had transcended the Path. So why couldn’t the Bear Celestial Marshal transcend back?

"...Can’t afford to waste any more time."

He looked at the sky, feeling the need to enter the village.

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Previously, he had helped the Penalty Demon analyze the barrier surrounding the village. Its essence was to lure people in the forest at dusk to Eagle Cape Village; thus, no matter when one entered the forest or the village, it would always be dusk. It was just a matter of sequence.

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If he missed this time, he wouldn’t be able to get in.

He had no interest in the so-called Wild Hunt King. He could also see that the Penalty Demon was simply trying to deceive him into confronting the Wild Hunt King.

But he was not as foolish as his kin. The many years of contemplation in the gloomy prison had made him one of the few Giants with meticulous minds.

Even so, he remained prideful. If he determined a place to be dangerous, he would not avoid it; instead, he’d prepare and then tread over it directly, crushing any obstacles!

Hiding from danger was never a sure escape. One might dodge temporarily, but not indefinitely.

Only [Strength] could grant him true safety!

Wolfram held this belief steadfastly. He was a devout follower of the Supreme Heaven.

He wasn’t afraid of the Penalty Demon’s schemes because he had a way to escape.

The life-saving abilities of a great wizard were extremely strong, and the Bound One possessed powerful vitality.

...Even though he had lost half of his life due to a botched curse, it wasn’t significant.

It wasn’t like the Wild Hunt King was going to chase and attack him; it was just a diversion. A fifth power level Penalty Demon, plus a fifth power level great wizard doubling as a fourth power level Bound One, against a third power level priest doubling as a Demon Scholar... and at most, a fourth or fifth power level Butterfly Form Fire Attribute Illusion Demon.

What great wizards were least afraid of was such pure attribute enemies. The more straightforward the enemy, the easier it was to counter.

It might be difficult for a Demon Incarnation to use a Flame Nullification Barrier, but it was effortless for a great wizard. He could also upgrade it, forcibly elevating it to fifth power level to resist the opponent’s firepower.

According to the Penalty Demon, his Flame Nullification Barrier could significantly weaken the enemy’s attack but not completely nullify it. So, just upgrading it by one level should suffice.

Therefore, after bolstering himself with the states of [Flame Nullification Barrier], [Superior Storm Resistance], [Superior Negative Energy Resistance], [Mirror Body], [Curse Resistance], [Insight First Chance], [Dispel Resistance], [Valiant Armor], [Petrified Epidermis], and [Surging Strength], Wolfram timed his entry into the forest.

—— The curse might be ineffective against you, and you may figure out a way to break the ritual.

But can you withstand the physical attacks launched by that fourth power level giant!?

He even prepared [Superior Storm Resistance] and [Superior Negative Energy Resistance] for the Penalty Demon and the undead.

The former was to prevent treacherous attacks from teammates.

The latter was to cope with an excessive number of the Wild Hunt King’s followers.

Though he had [Curse Resistance] to be exempt from the curse auras that the Wild Hunt King might bestow upon him, and had [Valiant Armor], [Petrified Epidermis], [Surging Strength], [Insight First Chance] to resist the physical attacks that the Wild Hunt King might initiate against him, the Wild Hunt King was ultimately an undead, and its minions possessed negative energy attacks.

Such chilly attacks that combined earth and Darkness attributes were hard for living beings to resist. Even a fifth power level great wizard would be wary.

And [Dispel Resistance] was to prevent Aiwass from removing the enhancements granted by his rituals.

Once those priests reached a high level, they loved to dispel on sight. Very cunning. Although Aiwass was still young and might not possess the battle methods of seasoned priests, Dispel Resistance would make it harder for their dispel to be effective.

In that moment, Wolfram, cloaked in ritually manifested shimmering steel mirror armor, was shining with a dazzling white light in the dim forest. His body wrapped in dark red radiance, flowing with electric light and black luster, his muscles expanded, and his entire being turned a shade of grayish white.

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And as Wolfram charged towards the end of the forest...

He felt he had entered into a barrier—his own barrier rubbed against it, emitting a sharp noise, proof that he had entered someone else’s barrier.

That meant he had entered Eagle Cape Village!

The Giant Prince looked up to see Dark Clouds billowing in the sky.

The howling storm was approaching from every direction, and the sky had completely darkened. It was difficult to discern whether it was dusk or night, as the Dark Clouds completely obscured the sky.

It was like a divine punishment—Penalty Demons wielding long halberds flying in the air, a dazzling white lightning bolt rising like a pillar, connecting them to the thunderclouds above, visibly expanding the clouds at an observable pace.

Seeing this, Wolfram understood the Penalty Demon’s thought process.

Although he didn’t know what preparations or traps were in place—

Anyway, just attack everywhere, and it would be fine!

In the next instant, a dense flurry of lightning storms, with a momentum as if to annihilate everything, fell indiscriminately!

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