Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods! - Chapter 435

Chapter 435: Chapter435-Dahlia
After witnessing such a scene, Daniel had not expected this turn of events.

Just as he had initially judged.

Previously, the curse he had placed—unless he himself lifted it—could only be undone in one way.

That was to face death and be reborn.

By dying, the bloodline would no longer be bound by any constraints.

And then, through another form of life, revive.

It seemed that those who had chosen to enter the Doom Domain had become necro.

They continued to exist in this world in the form of necro.

So, had they evaded Daniel’s curse?

At this moment, he saw that the necro before him was emitting a vast amount of soul power.

At the same time, there was also that eerie and sinister aura of death.

Daniel watched this scene unfold, even finding himself somewhat puzzled as to what exactly was happening.

The necro before him began to emanate an overwhelming amount of soul energy.

Then, that necro lifted its head and looked at Daniel:

“It’s you!”

“I remember you! We remember you!”

“It was you! You placed the curse upon our bloodline!”

As the necro spoke, its figure and face became increasingly clear.

Daniel observed the scene with keen interest.

For him, this was a novel experience.

Because he had never seen such a thing before.

In that instant, the necro’s appearance became distinct.

Its once chaotic and indistinct consciousness had, at this moment, returned to that of a normal person.

“You recognize me?”

Daniel looked at the necro and asked.

At first, when Daniel had dragged it out from behind him, he had clearly seen that it was merely a necro.

It had no consciousness whatsoever.

Yet now, after he had pulled it out, the necro had noticed Daniel’s face.

Then, as if realizing something, a vast amount of soul energy within its body began to merge.

To Daniel, it felt as if…

Inside this necro, there had been many fragmented souls.

But at the moment it saw Daniel, all those fragmented souls fused together.

Allowing this necro to regain its own consciousness.

Even…

The female figure before him could now be called a soul entity.

“The moment I saw you, I knew!”

The woman spoke.

Daniel scrutinized her.

Now, he could even sense that a wisp of spirit flame had ignited within her.

That flame seemed to be sustaining her will.

“So… you want revenge on me?”

Daniel asked as he looked at her.

Dahlia stared at Daniel.

She said nothing.

In the end, she shook her head.

“Although… I do want to take revenge on you, I have more important matters to attend to. If… you’re still alive by then, I will come for my revenge!”

Dahlia looked at Daniel, then turned to leave.

“More important matters? What are they?”

Daniel asked as he gazed at her.

“You don’t need to know!”

Dahlia finished speaking and quickly turned to leave.

However, Daniel casually reached out and, in an instant, pulled Dahlia—who had already hidden her form—back into sight.

“Did I say you could leave?”

Daniel stared at her.

At this moment, Dahlia had never expected that just as she was about to leave, Daniel’s strange abilities would once again seize her.

Dragging her directly back.

“No one ignores my questions.”

Daniel looked down at Dahlia, who had fallen to the ground.

Dahlia gazed at him in shock.

Then, her eyes flickered with cold indifference.

“You are too arrogant! Even if you are merely an earth god rank, even if you were of high god rank, you have no right to speak such arrogant words!”

As soon as Dahlia finished speaking, her figure transformed into a streak of black wind.

Dark violet flames instantly erupted around them.

Then, countless ghostly hands emerged from the ground, reaching for Daniel!

A scene akin to an infernal hell unfolded before him.

Meanwhile, Dahlia had concealed herself to the side.

Seemingly waiting for the right moment.

Prepared to ambush Daniel at any time.

Faced with such an inescapable assault…

Daniel remained expressionless.

He stomped his foot!

Immediately, a peculiar energy ripple radiated from beneath him!

Under the effect of this energy wave, the ghostly hands and flames instantly vanished.

Even Dahlia, who was lurking within the dark mist, was shaken by the strange energy.

Falling to the ground.

“No! Impossible! I don’t believe it!”

Dahlia shouted, then immediately lunged forward again!

At that moment, a massive shadow loomed before Daniel.

A towering ghost, seemingly about to crush Daniel without mercy.

Yet Daniel merely threw an ordinary punch.

Instantly, the colossal ghost was torn apart.

“No! You… how could you be this powerful?!”

Dahlia was utterly astonished.

Because she had never expected that her attacks would be so utterly insignificant before Daniel.

Then, Daniel simply reached out.

Countless chains appeared around Dahlia, piercing through and binding her.

She had not even realized how Daniel had managed such a feat.

Even on a spiritual level, he was far more proficient than she was.

Daniel had no intention of answering Dahlia’s question.

For Dahlia, her use of soul energy was already at a highly skilled level.

Perhaps any mage, even someone like Alice, the Dream Healer, would be powerless against Dahlia.

Because very few mages could have researched soul energy to such an extent.

But Daniel was not included in that category.

Daniel’s understanding of all forms of power had already reached a mechanistic level.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to create the book Genesis.

“Speak. What is the mission you need to complete? If you tell me, perhaps I will consider sparing you.”

“This is your last chance.”

Daniel spoke as a cold killing intent enveloped Dahlia.

Her gaze flickered with struggle.

Then, she finally decided to reveal everything.

“For generations, my family has been afflicted by a curse.”

“A bloodline curse. No one in my family can become a mage.”

Although they couldn’t become mages, in such circumstances, ordinary people naturally had their own ways of survival.

For example, business and trade.

Even in Storm City, they could still get by.

In the past, Dahlia never thought it was a problem.

Until she found her family’s old records.

Only then did she realize—

Originally, her family had been able to become mages.

But because they had angered a powerful being, they were forced to flee to Storm City.

And from then on, all their descendants were cursed.

None of them could become mages.

None of them could learn magic.

If one has never seen the light, how can one know the agony of darkness?

For Dahlia…

The words in those records—the descriptions of learning magic, of becoming a mage—were a form of torment.

Why…

Why couldn’t she become a mage?

Why had her ancestors once been able to, but not her?

She wanted to know if there was any way to remove the bloodline curse.

Once such a thought took root, it could never be stopped.

That idea continued to grow within Dahlia’s mind.

She began searching.

Searching for a way to break the curse within her bloodline.

Relentlessly searching.

Even trying various methods.

But in the end…

The bloodline curse remained completely unaffected.

This curse was unimaginably powerful.

Everyone in her family knew this.

The elders—

They had once struggled in vain, failing at every attempt.

So, they had finally accepted reality.

They never actively told their descendants about it.

But they recorded it.