Bab 1270: The Hell Forge Ritual

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

"Similarly, it's just a matter of a thought if I want you and your moths dead. There's really no need to think there's a purpose behind everything. You and your moths are weak and petty, like a bunch of annoying bugs. If you really want to survive in this world, you should stop doing stupid stuff and overestimating yourself. It will only speed up your destruction!" Houndman said.

Houndman's eyes glittered after finishing the sentence. The Dreadful Curse Hell Hound that was in tune with his thoughts immediately let out a deadly breath at the moths blocking its path!

The deadly breath landed on the blue moths and soon corroded them away while applying a foul stench to them. They slowly fell onto the surface of the pond like nasal mucus...