Chapter 295

Lin Cheng had no mood at all to waste words with Jackal right now; the ground below was still erupting in constant warfare, and although there was plenty of time, there was no need to delay.

He was a perfectionist.

Since he was about to get what he wanted, why delay?

Wait...

Suddenly, as he looked at Jackal, a thought surfaced in Lin Cheng's mind.

'Perhaps, he can help me pass some things out.'

'At the very least, after the war is over, those fellows at the Mingfuzhi Sect can make their move.'

Seeing Blackbeard suddenly flash a cold, ghostly look, Jackal's body stiffened abruptly, and a cold glint flashed through his eyes as he looked at Blackbeard.

Then, in the next instant, his curse technique activated on its own, and he lunged violently toward Blackbeard.

With a sweep of his right hand, a violent explosion blasted across Blackbeard's body.

"Boom—!"

The energy from the blast spread outward, and the underground passage shook violently.

Seeing that his curse technique had landed, a look of joy immediately appeared on Jackal's face, but before he could be happy for a few seconds, the smile on his face froze completely.

Only because, within his field of vision, as the smoke cleared, Blackbeard still stood before him perfectly intact; that sudden strike hadn't even so much as damaged the other's clothes.

As if unable to believe it, several more explosions rained down.

But the result was no exception.

"How is this possible? My curse technique actually had no effect at all!"

Staring at the unscathed Blackbeard slowly walking toward him, a look of horror flashed through Jackal's eyes, and he turned to retreat.

But just at the moment he prepared to retreat, Jackal discovered that his curse power could no longer be activated.

At the same time, a thick black mist coiled around his body,

The instant it touched the black mist, Jackal could feel his body sinking continuously, while the curse power within him kept draining away.

"What's going on with my curse power?"

Buzz buzz buzz—!

Jackal tried several times to activate his curse technique, but the result was the same—it vanished into the black mist.

A few seconds later, Jackal realized this wasn't his own problem, but that there was something fishy about the black mist coiling around him.

And just as Jackal was trapped by the black mist, Blackbeard had already drawn very close to him.

"I don't want to keep wasting words. I'll give you one last chance—give me your answer."

Boom—!

The black mist, like a venomous serpent, coiled around Jackal's body; under its powerful devouring energy, Jackal was now a bloody, mangled mess.

However... Jackal did not show any sign of pain.

On the contrary, his earlier panicked look had vanished, replaced by a manic expression.

"Kill me."

Unable to use his curse power to escape, Jackal couldn't even kill himself, but he showed no fear of this.

As long as the Hell Core existed, his soul could revive quickly after death.

Given this, how could Lin Cheng, who was controlling Blackbeard, possibly not know their plan?

"Kill you? You're thinking of dying quickly so you can return to the Mingfuzhi Sect and revive through the Hell Core, aren't you?"

Hearing Jackal's words, Lin Cheng let out a cold laugh.

"The Mingfuzhi Sect? The Hell Core?"

The moment the words fell, Jackal, hearing Blackbeard's words, narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of extreme danger passing through them, and asked Lin Cheng with a solemn expression.

After all, he had never once mentioned the Mingfuzhi Sect, let alone the existence of the Hell Core.

One must remember that the other party was merely an otherworlder who had only recently arrived in this world from the Grand Line—where had he learned all this information?

"'Because your soul has already told me."

"Could an organization that has existed for nearly four hundred years really not even know of the existence of the Great Will?"

"The Great Will? What is that?"

Hearing this, Jackal immediately froze on the spot.

Clearly, Jackal was completely unfamiliar with this term, with not the slightest impression of it.

Seeing this, Lin Cheng, who was controlling Blackbeard, directly switched into con-artist mode.

"Did you really think why we came to this world? You can't even guess that—how laughable."

"Not only have you occupied the main world, but your history even has gaps in it. You don't even know of the omniscient and omnipotent Great Will—how truly pitiful."

"Omniscient and omnipotent?"

What on earth is this?

Jackal was a madman, not an intelligent-type demon.

(PS: Got any spare money?) The reason the Underworld King sent him was merely to take advantage of the outbreak of war to steal information on Fis.

What nonsense about a Great Will?

"Why ask so much? You're a dead man walking anyway."

However, clearly this time Lin Cheng did not intend to keep talking, because the more he said, the more he would give away.

The more mysterious something is, the harder it is to guess the truth behind the mystery.

Right now, he was merely using Jackal's mouth to pass the message along to the Underworld King.

As for what the other party would think next, that was for the Underworld King to imagine on his own.

As he spoke, the black mist continued to spread, and in the blink of an eye it was about to completely submerge the top of Jackal's head.

"No good, I have to find a way to kill myself."

Seeing the ghostly glint flickering in Blackbeard's eyes, Jackal also quickly realized what kind of disposal he might suffer.

With a vicious glint in his gaze, Jackal punched straight through his own skull in one strike.

Bang—!

Green blood instantly gushed forth.