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On the foreign affairs officer's side, after getting a response from his immediate superior, his face obviously improved a lot.

However, the mysterious curse would fall every once in a while, and the foreign affairs officer's heart was pounding with fear.

He had no idea whether the opponent would give him a big blow if the marks on his body continued to pile up.

"Fortunately, there are immortal priests coming. As long as we survive this period of time, that guy will surely stop!"

This kind of spell that spans countless spaces must cost a lot to cast.

Although the foreign affairs officer is now extremely miserable, he believes that the situation of the person who took action is not much better!

"Hehe... I have a group of priests and warlocks waiting here, what can you use to fight me?!"

But as he was talking, the death mark was printed on his body again.

Puff——

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the surrounding professionals hurriedly used various means to stabilize the foreign affairs officer's blood as much as possible.

But it is a 100-level strongman. Even if its own strength is not very good, its total blood volume is now approaching the nine-digit mark. How can these priests lift it?

Unless it masters the ability to recover blood in percentage, otherwise it will not be able to withstand the attack of the curse seal and will die here sooner or later.

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The fairy-level strongman is very fast. It crosses several super teleportation arrays and arrives at the foreign affairs officer in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, it is close, otherwise with the strength of the foreign affairs officer, it is not sure how long it can hold on.

However, when the fairy-level priest walked into the space prop and looked at the foreign affairs officer who began to exude death, it frowned and looked very ugly.

In its perception, the foreign affairs officer's blood has been lost by more than half.

But it was clearly told before that the state was stable, just a short moment, how could it fall to this point now?

The immortal priest saw a pool of pus and blood on the ground. The corners of the foreign affairs officer's clothes were soaked with blood. He was listless and his eyes were distracted, as if he had suffered some extremely terrifying skill attack.

"What's going on?!" The immortal priest first used the healing skill on the foreign affairs officer.

The other party's blood began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the originally turbid eyes slowly refocused.

Seeing the visitor, the foreign affairs officer instantly became energetic. Just as it was about to thank him, it spurted out a mouthful of old blood again.

"Ahem... this damn curse!"

The immortal priest waved his staff, and green fluorescent light fell on the other party, and the blood steadily increased.

The healing technique it mastered had long been tempered to the level of divine skills. It was just a small matter to restore blood.

But when the immortal priest tried to purify the death curse on the foreign affairs officer, his expression was obviously stunned.

It looked at its staff, which was covered with the halo of purification, but no matter how it purified the death curse, it didn't change at all!

"Impossible, my purification is at level 9, how can I not erase even a small curse?"

It was very surprised. Just as the immortal priest was about to try another method, the death curse appeared out of thin air and was imprinted on the foreign affairs officer's chest at an extremely fast speed.

Puff——

At the same time as the curse appeared, two black flames appeared out of thin air around it, burning the foreign affairs officer crazily, causing it to scream in pain, but it could not stop its own blood from further deteriorating.

"One more time! One more time!"

"What one time?! Explain it to me clearly!" Seeing the foreign affairs officer's horrified expression, the immortal priest shouted coldly.

"One more time... One more time, the curse will explode... I feel like I can't bear it!"

The foreign affairs officer looked miserable. Although the immortal priest came to rescue him, he had a feeling that he could not stop the next curse explosion.

"Hmph! With me here, how can I let you fall so easily?"

"Even if you die, I will use the resurrection spell to pull you up!"

The immortal priest said no more words, and cast several healing spells on the foreign affairs officer. It wanted to see who could kill people under its nose!

But soon, the curse came again, and this time the power was several times greater than before.

Boom--

A strong curse breath exploded on the foreign affairs officer, and the black flames wrapped around its body. The immortal priest's expression did not change, and he still released skills at his own pace.

But what it didn't expect was that when the curse burst out, a heart-pounding breath also surged out of the black flames.

BOOM! !

-10,732,287! ! -12,654,487! !

-10,732,287! ! -10,732,287! ! -10,732,287! ! -10,732,287! ! -10,732,287! ! ...

-16,697,759! !

The Foreign Affairs Officer was suffering from numerous injuries, and the damage that had been restored to nearly 80% by the Immortal Priest was reduced to 100%.Qi and blood collapsed instantly.

In just a blink of an eye, a living 100-level warrior was completely cursed to death by this curse, leaving behind a skeleton that was burned to ash.

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back. They looked terrified and couldn't help but look around at the exit of this space prop.

These people were obviously scared!

Not to mention them, even the city lord and the fairy-level priest frowned!

Too crazy!

Who did this foreign affairs officer offend that he was willing to curse him to death at the cost of damaging his origin!

In their opinion, the consumption of continuously casting such a powerful spell would never be less than the damage suffered by the foreign affairs officer.

If there is no endless hatred, ordinary sorcerers will never kill like this!

The fairy-level priest opened and closed his mouth slightly, emitting silent syllables, and the staff in his hand circled the black and gray skeleton, with dots of starlight flashing, and fell on the body of the foreign affairs officer.

The foreign affairs officer, who had been completely dead, miraculously re-condensed his body and revived again in the envious eyes of the surrounding professionals.

The foreign affairs officer sat up suddenly, breathing heavily, and his face was covered with sweat.

His memory was obviously still stuck in the moment before his death. The shadow of death that could not be stopped in any way was suffocating him.

"You can't waste time here any longer, otherwise you will still be unable to avoid the fate of being cursed by that unknown person!"

The immortal priest did not give everyone time to react. With a light wave of his left hand, he put the foreign affairs officer into his space prop.

Then, he hurried to the central star field of the Nether Abyss.

Now that he has faked his death and escaped, the foreign affairs officer should not be in danger for a while.

After all, when the target dies, the sorcerer will also lose the ability to sense the target. If he wants to curse again, he needs to prepare complex materials and cumbersome rituals again.

Moreover, in the other party's mind, the foreign affairs officer has been completely cursed by him, and there is no need to continue to attack!

The immortal priest was thinking this, and when he stepped into the teleportation array and his body disappeared at that moment, he vaguely saw a death curse coming again as if from a distant land.