At that time, he thought he would never use it, even if corpses lay everywhere and rivers of blood flowed, he was unwilling to take that step.
But now... he watched insect corpses wailing in the fire, watching everything he painstakingly built collapse in the flames.
Perhaps this was what she meant by "the last resort."
"I have no choice... but to use it."
He slowly bowed his head, forehead resting on the Divine Chain, as if praying, but in fact, it was a descent into depravity.
It was no longer a plea to the gods, but an opening of a portal to the Abyss.
The Forbidden Curse was then recited in a low voice: "The passing of a heartbeat, the nesting of blood. Oh Goddess, forgive my desecration of your womb."
In an instant, the air seemed hollowed out.
The surrounding sounds, heat waves, even the roaring flames froze in that moment, leaving only the depths beneath the earth.
