When Su Tu was still solving problems in school, he understood one truth: the more complex the problem, the simpler and clearer the thod needed to solve it.
Whether it was those New Star Martial Artists or the Three Deceits Cult, they seed to treat Blue Star humans as tools to achieve so kind of purpose, calling them ’natives’ with disdain.
Then there’s only one way to make them shut up: let them feel pain! Make them afraid! Make them... all die!!
That is the optimal solution to this problem.
And everything happening now is just the first step!
"Speak!" Su Tu’s voice fell coldly.
The believer shivered before he began to speak: "This subspace was acquired through a deal between the church and a subspace evil god."
"That evil god planted its own mark in the space, capable of attracting emotions into this area to form avatars."
"Destroying that divine seal will release these avatars..."
The believer quickly spoke.
"Really?" Su Tu squinted his eyes, looking at the believer.
The believer pledged earnestly, "Of course... of course, I wouldn’t dare deceive you, I wouldn’t dare..."
His eyes were full of fear as he looked at Su Tu, the man who was supposed to be their master, yet at this mont had slaughtered everyone like a ’demon.’
Upon hearing his words, Su Tu’s lips curled into a slight smile.
"Where is the divine seal?"
"It’s right over there..." The believer raised his hand, pointing to an inconspicuous corner. Su Tu followed his gaze and indeed saw a dark brown mark.
The mark was twisted and bizarre, resembling a horn with various engravings etched upon it.
Looking at the divine seal, Su Tu did not go over directly but instead questioned the believer about the Three Deceits Cult’s base and their other plans.
However, the believer was covered by a powerful cognitive distortion, and each ti he spoke, it turned into gibberish.
Su Tu’s Heart and Spirit level could not break through the cognitive distortion, so he had no choice but to abandon further interrogation.
Only then did he walk towards the divine seal.
Watching Su Tu’s back, a flicker of anticipation rose in the believer’s eyes.
"He believed!! He believed!!"
"You are not the master, you are a native, a damned native, daring to treat a follower of the Tri-Deity like this!"
"Even the Spirit Host was deceived by you!! But now, you’re going to die!!"
He clenched his fist excitedly, already imagining himself walking out of Paradise alive and reporting this incident, telling how the master in the Spirit Host’s mouth was just an ordinary native who slaughtered the executives of the Paradise plan, ultimately being ensnared to death by him.
He would ride this wave to beco a high-ranking mber of the church, and the Lord of the Suffering might even personally grant him an ascension ceremony.
"Yes!! Go on!! Go on!!"
"Go on and beco a sacrifice for the evil god.."
"No matter how distorted your flesh might be, you’re no match for the evil god!"
He roared in his heart, anticipating, yet suddenly that boy turned around abruptly.
The believer’s every thought halted at that mont.
Afterward, Su Tu seized his collar and dragged him toward the mark.
"A good person does good deeds to the end, escorting the Buddha all the way to the west."
"This mark is wrong, isn’t it?"
Su Tu spoke softly, despite the fact that this space prohibited extraordinary powers, the effects brought by his skills remained.
Spiritual Wisdom’s intuition vaguely reminded Su Tu that the mark harbored a great mystery.
Upon hearing Su Tu’s words, the believer’s eyes shifted, as if searching for a way to respond.
But Su Tu was not patient enough to wait for him to lie, his fingertips lifted and dropped, raising two blossoms of blood.
"Ahhhh!!!" The believer scread, his eyeballs carved out instantly like garbage and disposed of carelessly on the ground.
"You were so eager for to touch the mark, then you shall replace ."
Upon hearing this, the believer unconsciously trembled, disregardful of his pain, hurriedly spoke: "No! Don’t. I’ll tell you, destroying the mark indeed liberates the avatars, but it simultaneously revives an evil god’s avatar composed of our divine thought."
"And whoever touches that mark is considered a sacrifice!"
"Will the evil god’s avatar be subjected to the rules here?" Su Tu asked.
The believer paused: "The rules of subspace are absolute..."
"So, the evil god can only engage in flesh combat, right?" Su Tu confird.
"Theoretically, yes..."
Upon hearing an answer he was satisfied with, Su Tu smiled.
Honestly, he had but a vague understanding of subspace; he discovered only monts ago that evil gods even existed within.
However, if in this Forbidden Land, if only physical combat is involved... he wonders what surprises High Tier Strengthen Body might bring him?
"I wonder how many punches the evil god can withstand?"
Furthermore... if the evil god’s avatar is constituted of the Tri-Deity Cult’s divine thought... that’d be... quite enticing!!
Upon hearing Su Tu’s words, the believer’s pupils involuntarily contracted, what kind of madman could utter words like this.
That evil god used to create a Great Destruction, an ultimate gloom; does he even realize what he’s about to face??
Just at that mont, the system’s settlent page erged.
[You’ve orchestrated a massacre!!!]
[Body Strengthening Proficiency 100, Fighting Proficiency 100]
[Strengthen Body (High Tier): 110/5000]
[Fighting (Middle Tier): 860/1000]
Su Tu lifted the believer, who seed to have realized what Su Tu intended to do, and scread frantically.
"You said you would spare ..."
"When did I promise to spare you?"
Su Tu interrupted the believer, trampling his last shred of fantasy.
"I said that if you didn’t speak, you’d die, but I never said... you’d survive..."
"No! I was wrong, I shouldn’t have joined..."
But before he finished speaking, Su Tu directly threw him out, his body like a cannonball crashing towards the mark.
"You don’t know you’re wrong, you only know you’re scared."
Bang!
Crash crash!!
The mont the believer’s body touched the mark, the bizarre twisted horn mark emanated intense light.
"No!! No!!!" The believer emitted unimaginable wails, as if enduring boundless pain in an instant.
Under his wailing, an indescribable force began to twist his body.
His flesh transford into slurry, his bones coalesced into small drums, his skull in an instant beca a small drumstick.
Sinister, malevolent aura oscillated here.
Amid the flying flesh slurry, a small and twisted figure appeared within the intense light.
The figure held a small drum in one hand, and a drumstick in the other, emanating laughter.
The laughter did not resonantly spread in the real world but seed to arise within the subconscious.
At the sa ti, Su Tu felt a large accumulation of divine thought within the figure.
From entering this space, the broken and fragnted inner world seed to break free and revive.
Xue Yue’s voracious emotions surged like a tsunami.
"Hehehe... Interesting, interesting, were those three fools’ dogs all killed?"
"Hehehehehe!!! Good, good, then these avatars belong to the great Bakalu."
Bakalu contorted his body, as if dancing.
A silhouette was reflected in Su Tu’s eyes.
Bakalu’s body was dark purple, with a goat-like head, and horns that seed alive, occasionally writhing atop his skull.
"As for you, boy... hmm? What kind of look is that?" The silhouette looked at Su Tu, feeling sowhat uncomfortable with the boy’s gaze.
At this mont, under Xue Yue’s insatiable hunger, this newly resuscitated evil god avatar appeared to Su Tu like a walking jackpot of imnse experience.
Inside this evil god, there were plenty of pure ’candies!!’
"Are you a god?"
"Hehehe, for you Chang Shi humans, Bakalu can indeed be called a god..."
Bakalu raised his goat-head arrogantly, as if preparing to receive mundane worship.
Yet what he received was the sound of the boy in front of him swallowing.
"God, you sll so delicious..."
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