611, it finally arrived.

"Great Master Alfaria, your humble servant offers you absolute loyalty,"

When Village Chief Puton learned the true name of the man before him, he struggled to maintain humility and prevent even the slightest hint of emotion from surfacing in his heart.

Knowing the true name, coupled with certain targeted information, a curse could be cast.

The man called Alfaria was not very powerful, at least without the help of the Demon Spirit, he would be completely unable to resist the curse.

If he took action himself, the man would die a terrible death.

Village Chief Puton gained some confidence.

He looked at the man before him and said in a very flattering tone, "Master, can you now ask the Demon Spirit to stay away from me?"

The Demon Spirit referred to the dark shadow.

The sharp Dagger had been pressed against the back of Puton's head, and with any carelessness, it could pierce through, lifting off his skull.

He had no control over his own life or death.