Chapter 361

"Because I'm serious now!"

Garo tore off his black robe, revealing a brown Venomsteel Plate underneath. It was crawling with many poisonous creatures.

Everyone assumed Garo's strength lay in combat prowess. But as a witch doctor, his specialty was actually in curses and hexes. Close-quarter combat was, in actuality, his weakness.

"Now this is my true power! Repent for your earlier disrespect! You've already missed your chance for a painless death!"

Garo snapped his fingers, and immediately, dark clouds gathered in the sky.

Ordinary witch doctors relied on blood sacrifices and rituals to invoke their powers. Each curse required a significant setup time. But with the Venomsteel Plate, Garo could cast curses anytime, anywhere, at will!

His swollen face twisted into a sinister grin as he screamed, "Go to hell!"

This was the first time someone had slapped him away in such a manner. The blow had enraged him thoroughly. He was determined to tear the limbs off this young upstart with