There's a skull dungeon attached to my basement

This silence was broken by a constant stream of curses popping up above Xiao Yang's head.

[Weakness, Exhaustion, Despair, Life Drain, Sorrow, Sadness, Madness]

A series of curses began to pop up rapidly, appearing above Xiao Yang's head.

At this moment, Xiao Yang finally felt a bit more gratified; this battle was finally starting to resemble something.

Among the dense array of curses, a large portion related to mental aspects faded and disappeared naturally after a brief appearance.

[Exhaustion, Despair, Sorrow, Sadness, Madness]

Like a flash in the pan.

These were all curses related to the soul and spirit, and even if they were attached to Xiao Yang, they wouldn't be effective for long.

Xiao Yang didn't have this ability before.

Although Xiao Yang used to be able to resist mental attacks and could rely on the Sea of Mind to cleanse his soul and dispel curses and negativity during moments of wavering,

such an ability only took effect when entering a wavering state and delving into the Sea of Mind. But now, even if Xiao Yang didn't enter a wavering state, he seemed to be able to resist these curses against the soul and spirit.

Xiao Yang guessed that this might be related to the two points of divinity carried by the Evil God Devourer profession; the essence of his soul had likely been elevated.

The group of things Xiao Yang was facing, with the combination of cursed souls, Cursed Skeletons, and Cursed Phantoms, was actually very troublesome.

These guys were in a strange cluster state. In this short period, the cursed soul died once again, and then it lived again.

This cursed soul seemed to be able to constantly be reborn on these Cursed Skeletons and Cursed Phantoms. Not only that, but these Cursed Skeletons and Cursed Phantoms could also be reborn on this cursed soul.

Not only did it come back to life, but in the scorching heat of the Sub-Dragon Flames, a black spot appeared on it amidst the echoing screams. Immediately afterward, this black spot detached, and a Cursed Skeleton that Xiao Yang had knocked down once again slowly crawled up.

The main feature of this group of guys was mutual resurrection. Although their direct combat power wasn't strong, the constantly added curses and this mutual resurrection ability were disgusting enough.

Ordinary people would really have a hard time dealing with this chaotic group of demons, but unfortunately, they encountered Xiao Yang, a guy who was even stranger in various senses.

[Weakness, Life Drain]

These two curses constantly deducted health and reduced damage, and they could also be stacked continuously, but they seemed to have a limit and couldn't be stacked infinitely.

Eventually, the two curses stacked to the limit.

[Weakness: Reduces Strength by 20 points]

[Life Drain: Loses 40 Health every 5 seconds]

Xiao Yang was indeed temporarily unable to deal with this group of mutually resurrecting guys with his own power, nor could he completely resist the damage they inflicted on him.

But how should I put it? This kind of attack was like a mosquito sucking blood.

For Xiao Yang, the threat wasn't great; he could leave this battle at any time. It was more of a, the damage wasn't high, but the insult was extremely strong kind of thing.

His mental strength was steadily declining, reaching 60 points.

If he let them continue, Xiao Yang would have to grow hands. That wouldn't be good; if he really grew hands, the situation wouldn't look good.

Xiao Yang realized that he now had to deliberately hold back even when dealing with battles of this level. Unknowingly, this Lord BOSS didn't count for much to him anymore.

Now, if the Mountain Giant Dragon appeared in front of Xiao Yang now, he felt that he could defeat it openly this time.

Looking back suddenly, the once-cautious and powerful enemy seemed to be nothing more than this.

He had become stronger. Realizing this, Xiao Yang lost the interest in cautiously dealing with this battle.

Unexpectedly, even when suppressed by the Eye of Eternal Slumber, with its health constantly dropping and its soul collapsing, the cursed soul still didn't die and continued to manifest.

Such a process was extremely painful for it, a desperate wail. During this process, Xiao Yang discovered the real reason why this cursed soul could be reborn endlessly.

Once again, it disintegrated. This time, it disintegrated even more thoroughly. Dense figures appeared in front of Xiao Yang.

This cursed thing wasn't just one soul, but a group of souls, a gathering of dense figures.

Countless faces, countless figures, changing frantically, until finally stabilizing, that pale blue figure once again took the lead, desperately raising its head and wailing in pain under the gaze of the Eye of Eternal Slumber.

"Julie! Julie!"

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If he wasn't mistaken, this guy was probably the mad scientist that Valentine used as a test subject: Landon Marx.

His ritual, ritual?

Suddenly, Xiao Yang's thoughts stuttered on this word. Not long after, this stutter was corrected.

His Evil God summoning ritual was probably successful, but also unsuccessful.

Successful in that Valentine successfully summoned the Evil God's descent not long after, unsuccessful in that Landon Marx didn't get everything he wanted, and his experiment ultimately failed.

And he was also dragged into a long and desperate curse.

Those poor guys he used as test subjects turned into curses, dragging him into this endless torment.

Xiao Yang didn't sympathize with this guy. Although he was also a pawn in Valentine's hands, judging from the souls who had undergone his experiments and wanted to curse him at all costs, and the situation in the few secret laboratories he found,

this guy was definitely not innocent.

In the end, he was just paying the price for his actions.

But this distorted infighting also had to be stopped.

The curses left by the many souls in extreme resentment had instead become ropes that bound themselves.

Watching the dense figures gathered together under the suppression of the Eye of Eternal Slumber, sharing the pain, and wailing endlessly,

Xiao Yang shook his head.

The mad Landon Marx was lucky; the figure he craved had always been here. Those resentful souls were also lucky, because the Eye of Eternal Slumber in the sky was precisely the power of the Goddess of Rest.

Xiao Yang turned around, his gaze falling on the transparent glass jar behind him. A glimmer of light from the Eye of Eternal Slumber fell on the pale corpse in the glass jar, declaring that it was not just an empty shell.

All of this entanglement was about to end; this was the choice Xiao Yang made for them.

Waving his fist, Xiao Yang heavily punched the glass jar in front of him, amidst the crazed roars of the cursed soul behind him.

If you were to ask why he did this, Xiao Yang's answer would be that he was still too kind!

"Rest in peace! All of you, go and rest in peace!"