Curse-based superpowers can be roughly divided into three categories: sacrificial, necromancy, and divine.
Each of the three has its own advantages, with the strongest being the divine type, which directly communicates energy with the gods to issue curses, often making it the most cruel.
No one wants to provoke any god-like curse-type superpowered individual.
If you dare to mess with him, he'll curse your entire family and ancestors for eighteen generations. He's extremely vile and very difficult to break.
Legend has it that a third-tier empire offended a high priest with the power of divine curses, and as a result, the high priest spent two years cursing the entire country, turning a glorious empire into a dead city within two years.
It wasn't people who died, it was the atmosphere.
Suppressed, somber.
There isn't a single normal person in there, neither in appearance nor in mind.
However, Princess Quan is different; her soul is different from that of ordinary people, making her immune to all divine curses.
This is also why Quan Zhan and his group didn't rely on curse-type ability users to kill her in her previous life.
No one can afford the equivalent of a sacrifice.
The effect of undead is negligible.
Deities are useless.
I wonder what kind of curse the Pope of this Plague God Church is.
Quan Ji had almost recovered her energy, so she looted all the corpses here and burned them all in one last fire.
To be honest, Kwon Ji is quite adept at making a quick buck from the dead and then destroying the evidence.
This was a good haul. Quan Ji found a level two Wind Orb on the Blue-Patterned Cultist's wand, which she can give to Priest Feng Xi as a gift when she gets back.
Jewels, divided into five levels, are energy mediums existing in this world. When inlaid on weapons, they can give the weapons attribute energy and have various unexpected amplification effects.
After finishing everything, Quan Ji picked up her sword and headed towards the basement deep inside the church.
This is where her people are imprisoned.
The Plague God Pope is right here.
A large door was locked.
Quan Ji exerted her strength and cleaved open the door in front of her with a single, clean stroke.
The next second, a hellish scene appeared before me.
One iron cage after another was filled with people, who were filled with grief and pain, their voices hoarse, and their faces full of despair.
Some of them look fairly normal.
Some of them were purple all over, bloated like balls, covered in sores, with empty, lifeless eyes, resembling a disgusting tumor about to explode.
nausea.
They saw Kwon Ji and shouted in a chaotic manner.
"Save us...please save us!"
The anger in Quan Ji's eyes was reignited.
So this is how the process of raising Gu poison works.
Oh.
These are all residents of her Holy Glory Empire, her subjects, the people of Princess Quan!
A chilling aura, comparable to ten-thousand-year-old ice, swirled around Quan Ji.
Quan Ji gripped her sword tightly, the tip striking the ground as she stepped into the basement, the sword making a crisp sound.
Suddenly, a light array condensed on the ground beneath Quan Ji's feet. The pattern was ferocious, depicting a two-headed vicious dog with flames blazing over its body, instantly igniting the ground.
Hahahaha!
"I borrow the power of the Plague God and in the name of the Plague God to curse this woman so that her body will rot and she will explode and die within a day!"
A frenzied voice came from a gaunt old man dressed in a black papal robe not far away. The old man's face was covered with various spots, making him look very strange.
A light array suddenly rose up, covering Quan Ji's entire body.
The old man glared at Quan Ji with rage, “Did you really think one person could wipe out my Plague God Church? A little Martial King as nourishment for a plague gu, hahaha, what a huge profit!”
"I haven't used a divine curse in a long time. Soon, your body will be covered in festering sores, nourishing the Gu worms. In just one day, the Gu worms will burst your body, and then you will... boom! explode!"
So, Quan Ji crossed her arms over her chest, a smile playing on her lips, looking calm and composed.
The scene remained frozen for half a minute.
Princess Quan is still unharmed.
The Pope gradually realized that something seemed amiss.
"You... how come your ulcers haven't festered yet?!"
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