529 The Curse

Within the icy winds, the group had already distanced themselves from Su Xue Er and from the area of the lake of blood.

But they didn't retreat right away.

The 7-8 demonized candidates all placed their hands on the masculine bald man's own.

They gave him all the Soul Points they had collected.

The bald man smirked at the lake of blood.

At this point, he was no longer afraid of the Blood Giant.

Because the Soul Points of 8 people collected together was enough to fulfill [Kindling]'s requirements.

"Pretty girl, a soft flower like yourself is better off being trampled to death"

The bald man was speaking to Su Xue Er.

He appeared incredibly mesmerized, as if thinking about something.

"Astaroth, finish them" Su Xue Er said in disgust.

The Blood Giant began his attack.

Every step he took left a deep footprint on the frozen wasteland.

The bald man's expression changed.