When the first spark appeared, it triggered a chain reaction like a nightmare.

Those shattered consciousness, decayed desires, insatiable thirst, and endless greed all converged together.

The nature of corruption, the order of mutation, endless indulgence, repressed murderous intent and madness, insatiable desire, illusions created by devotion and lies, and even this stagnant, twisted world that has long lost any ability to develop... all were endowed with substance and power!

When the emblem of Superior dissipated above the sky, one after another, the totems of the Great Evil continuously manifested!

Behind the light of Superior, the shadow of the Great Evil surged from the void, gathered, and took form!

Devouring endless mutations and aberrations, it manifested here.

The rotation, fusion, collision, and excitation of light and shadow, even their differentiation, defined the binary structure between them, causing this originally isolated system to be mirrored in another dimension, locking into and repelling each other, yet simultaneously completing each other!

Virtue and sin, henceforth divided!

Even with such a plan in mind, the various changes and details caught even Ji Jue, the instigator, by surprise, and he unexpectedly gained a lot!

Even in the Tower of Transformation, the Heavenly Furnace could not allow Ji Jue to do what he didn't even dare to think of at the time, but in this uncontrolled dreamscape, it was completed!

Building the framework of Superior from nothing, using it as a reflection and projection to gather the shadow of the Great Evil... who could ever have such a precious experience?!

Even if essentially all this is an illusion, aren't the reflections of illusions derived from reality?!

"Creating sin!"

Underneath the Tower of Heaven, Qi Tan Old Deng, squatting on the ground smoking, grimaced and scratched his head, nearly pulling out his hair.

This time, it was literally creating sin!

Even though he tried, tried, and tried again to lower his baseline to evaluate Ji Jue, this crazy dog just went too far, and Old Deng couldn't hold it together anymore.

Is this something you can meddle with?!

If this were to spread...

Damn, besides those indirectly involved, no one seems able to penetrate the facade, understand the essence, and spread Ji Jue's acts of madness, but if I spread it...

People would have to believe it for that to work!

As a joke, Nirvana calling you anti-social is really the joke of the year, it might even reverse the situation, turning Ji Jue into a Golden Body saint.

Besides, Ji Jue did it, do you not have a part in it?!

Let's die together, then!

From the beginning, this guy had it all figured out!

At this moment, virtue and sin are henceforth divided!

The reinforcement of Superior, the mutation of the Great Evil, like a flood, swept over the entire world, drowning everyone within it. When the sins of the past turned into reality to counter the self, who could escape?

All those linked to the Border Prison could still rely on the Paradise system to take the pressure and isolate the impact, but beyond Border Prison? What about Sky City? What is there?!

That Holy God who has been watching coldly and doesn't even care about you?!

Superior, henceforth reigns.

Great Evil, follows closely!

When the world is overlaid with a new framework and standard, under the earth-shattering changes... 'All values will be reassessed'.

In fragments of old histories before the Chaos Era, such a proverb was once circulated.

And before it, there is actually another sentence.

"——God is dead!"

In Ji Jue's laughter, Sky City's last defense shattered, the Steel Demons blessed by Superior stormed in, ravaging and sweeping clean, crushing everything in their path.

Whether wailing angels or mutated saints!

Flames, flames stretched on.

The square, the Sacred Place, the armory... scarlet or pale flames continued to rise, spread, and fill everything.

The tangible fire gradually ignited Sky City, and the invisible flames had long engulfed the entire world!

With Superior and the Great Evil rapidly expanding like a snowball, all that the former cult created rapidly fell apart, turned to ashes!

It didn't even serve 'snap' as an offering.

Boom!!!

The towering and solemn walls tore like thin paper, fissures spread, collapsed, and amidst the smoke and dust, the writhing flesh gushed out like a waterfall!

Flesh rose like mountains, rapidly ascending, continuously expanding, expanding, expanding!

A multitude of angels screamed, soaring into the air, trying to escape, but were clenched by large, fat hands and stuffed into the wide mouths within the flesh.

Hundreds of faces and large mouths roamed its surface, drooling with hunger, spitting out acid, and devouring each other madly, wailing or laughing, moaning or calling, shouting to all directions: "Come forward a little! Just a little more!"

"Closer... closer..."

"Surely you're hungry, right? Eat some, eat more!"

Amidst the erosion of mutation, the Merciful Saint finally reveals its true form!

Amidst the ruins, at the heart of the flesh mountain, the bloated, nearly unrecognizable figure continued to hold a wailing angel, tearing, chewing, devouring, sucking the flesh and blood, not even leaving a tiny bit of debris between its fingers.

Having long forgotten where it was.

Immeshed in a beautiful dream, unable to extricate itself.

"Eat, eat!! Everyone, haha, hahaha, eat together!"

He generously scooped up blood and fat filled with fangs, scattering it everywhere, dancing with joy: "Feast freely, everyone! Do not fear, do not worry, the true meaning of bliss lies here!"

"Aikonzo!!!!!!!"

A roaring voice rose from the flames, violent light erupted, the blood-soaked White Knight soared, iron wings spread, like a comet, diving down!

Amidst the roar, a large hole blasted open in the center of the flesh mountain, blood rain poured.

The crackling gun spear pierced into Aikonzo's chest, reaching deep into the bone.

But immediately, it was pulled out, and then bitten into, just like food delivered to the door, bite after bite, regardless of the lips being torn, blood dripping, swallowing the twisted gun spear into the stomach, completely lost in the act of eating.

Even forgetting the enemy who was just inches away.

Until they noticed that nearly twisted, furious face, standing in shock, and then suddenly understood.

"Ah, so that's it, are you hungry too?"

That bloated face showed a generous smile, holding up its own fat and flesh, generously offering: "Come, don't be shy, eat now!"

Yan Fei was silent, not uttering a word, only clenching the giant axe in his hand, sparks bursting forth, nearly shattering.

Coming through the air!

The axe blade cut into that smiling face, split from top to bottom!

Amidst the gush of blood, the writhing flesh turned into a giant toothed mouth, suddenly closing, biting the axe blade, greedily gnawing at his arm, chewing the steel!

Within the flesh and blood, that bloated face reappeared, as if stimulated by pain, finally waking up, or perhaps just a fleeting Spirit Light in the drowsiness!

"Haha, hahaha, I understand... you must be starving..."

On Aikonzo's face, one grotesque eye after another opened, laughing wildly: "You're here to eat me, aren't you?"

Boom!!!

Yan Fei erupted in fury, the shattered arm pierced into Aikonzo's gaping mouth, followed by...

Explosion!

Flames surged up, burning that face to ashes, along with half of Yan Fei's body.

Yet within the charred flesh, Aikonzo's face kept appearing, layer upon layer, scrambling to devour its own flesh, even scraps of steel, rambling incoherently: "So fragrant, so fragrant, such a waste... why don't you take a bite..."

"Eat?"

Yan Fei gritted his teeth, "Just for eating..."

"Ah? Why not eat?"

Aikonzo looked at him in confusion: "Isn't everyone eating? Everyone is eating... if you don't eat others, how can you survive?"

Living in this world, you will be eaten; if you don't want to be eaten, you must eat others!

Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!

Isn't this the natural order of things?!

So, Yan Fei, had nothing more to say.

He originally wanted to question this madman, whether he still remembered what he had done, what enormous sins he had committed, but now, none of it mattered.

No need to accuse, nor judge.

The flames had already been ignited; there was only one thing left to do.

"Aikonzo, people like you shouldn't..."

In the burning pain of the Soul, blood flames erupted from Yan Fei's eyes: "---Monsters like you should burn to ashes in Hell!!!"

The deepest steel, the final shackles, were completely freed!

In the broken half-body, the iron light reconvened, reconstructing the lost form, and finally, those empty five fingers, clenched around the Invisible sword hilt.

[Virtual Blessing filling begins, Blessing Chain activation complete]

---[Imitated Pan Ying], unfold!

Endless scarlet gushed forth, piercing the sky, transformed into a blazing light, held tightly in Yan Fei's hand, slashing towards the monster and demon in front!

Blood flames surged like a tide, consuming everything.

The bloated meat mountain, endless flesh, even those wailing faces, all crumbled like sand under the impact of the tide, collapsing and vanishing into nothingness.

In the end, among the countless gnawed-clean bones, there was only a shriveled figure left, covered in sores and scars, bony and hunched, barely clinging to life.

In the burning blood flames, it struggled to open its eyes.

As if waking from an endless feast-dream, or descending into a past nightmare, indistinguishable.

Hungry, so hungry, so hungry...

Too hungry, driven to madness by hunger.

Wanting to eat, anything will do, feces, dirt, leaves, dried grass, even the decaying corpse doesn't matter, please let me eat something, I beg of you...

It moaned, wailing, its crippled body wriggling with difficulty, chasing that faintly fragrant trace, crawling with all its might.

In the ruins, on a broken table, in a shattered fruit plate, half a dirt-covered, long-rotten apple.

Its eyes brightened, opening its mouth, wriggling, struggling to get closer.

Using its last ounce of strength, reaching out its hand...

Pa!

The sound of breaking echoed.

A bloody sword blade pierced through its head.

The flames spread, and the rotten apple was also, amidst sharp wails, burned to ash.

Yan Fei indifferently lowered his gaze, looking down at the monster's final ugly state, unmoved, until its last fragment of a Soul dissipated in the wind.

There was nothing left behind.

And so, he tightened his grip on the sword in his hand, turned, and walked towards the battlefield.

There were more demons, more monsters...

They must be burned, they must be killed, they must be annihilated completely!

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