Chapter 1650: Cain vs Sorcerer
Chapter 1650: Cain vs Sorcerer
“Hahahahahah!”
Cain threw his head back in laughter, the sound echoing across the scorched battlefield. A moment later, he shook his head and flashed an amused, almost silly smile.
“Of course, I’m kidding,” he said, voice laced with mockery. “If you really want a reason… it’s simple. Killing you will make me stronger. And since you’re vile, ancient, and solitary, I doubt anyone would care—much less seek vengeance in your name.”
The Sorcerer’s eyes twitched at the words, fury bubbling beneath his aged, cracked skin. Was this child truly mocking him—he, who had lived for millions of years, ruled a vast underground network, and inspired fear in the hearts of an entire continent? And yet now, he was being spoken to as if he were a mere animal about to be slaughtered.
“You little brat! You know nothing of this world!” the Sorcerer roared, his voice thunderous with indignation.
A pulse of black energy erupted from his body, shooting into the sky and forming a towering pillar of shadow and death. The heavens trembled as the cursed energy spread, suffused with decay and malevolence so potent that it would have turned anyone beneath the Divine Transcendence Rank into a pull of putrified blood.
“I will teach you the price of offending your elders!”
In the next instant, he pointed a withered finger at Cain, and a surge of soul energy exploded outward like a shockwave.
Cain flinched, a flicker of discomfort twitching across his face as a searing sensation danced across his skin. In less than a second his gaze sharpened, and his eyes, now glowing faintly, swept over his body.
“So the information was right after all,” he muttered, half to himself. “You really are a master of curses. This is the infamous Soulbrand Hex, isn’t it?”
He looked up, calm and composed. “With that mark on me, any wounds you inflict will dig deeper, last longer, and resist healing. Clever trick, but this type of spell places a heavy pressure on your soul.”