The Rise of the Urban God

CHAPTER 267

Ulmer didn’t enter the house that night. Instead, he flew high into the sky and reached the clouds.

There were so many of them, and all of them were pouring the rain down, which wasn’t a good sign.

“This doesn’t look natural at all,” he was saying, and a lightning bolt came down at him. He deflected it aside, as it wasn’t actually a lightning bolt but some kind of a demon that had disguised as a lightning.

Ulmer didn’t realize that until he looked at his left hand, which had a burnt mark on it. His left hand began to crumble slowly.

“Hahaha,” the demonic lightning streaked through the sky around him in a circular fashion. “Once you’re bitten by my curse, nobody on earth can save you. Only death awaits you.”

Ulmer cut his hand off near the forearm and then regrew the lost arm with ease.

The demonic lightning was shocked by it. It came flying at his face this time, but Ulmer grabbed it.

“H-How is this possible?” the demonic lightning was shocked. “How can you grab me when I’m in my ligh