Volume 4, Chapter 95 – A Body Collapsing to Ruin

“Crack~”

Just as Duan was about to unleash his power and fight against the Terran Malevolence, the massive energy accumulated in his palm collapsed without warning.

Not only that, his right hand also began visibly crumbling at an alarming rate, turning to dust and scattering on the ground.

“What, what is happening?!!”

Witnessing this scene, Duan’s expression changed drastically.

The joy and excitement that had finally appeared were once again replaced by bewilderment and terror.

Under instinctual guidance, Duan gritted his teeth and continuously tried to mobilize the spiritual power within his body to heal his collapsing right hand. However, no matter how hard Duan tried, the spiritual power within his body showed no signs of being mobilized.

Not only that, those massively enhanced spiritual powers even began rampaging unrestrained within Duan’s body together with the surging resentment power. The countless resentment entities he had previously absorbed into his body seemed to be gnawing at Duan’s flesh.

An unprecedented pain instantly struck, directly causing Duan’s face to become extremely contorted as his legs suddenly gave out and he collapsed to his knees.

This pain of being gnawed by ten thousand souls was even more unbearable than the previous attacks from the Terran Malevolence.

At the same time, Duan discovered with terror that not only his right hand, but his left hand, both legs, and even his torso and head were beginning to show cracks.

Clearly, his entire body was on the verge of collapse.

“What’s happening?! Why so suddenly…”

——”Isn’t it obvious…”——

Bai Lianyue’s indifferent voice quietly reached Duan’s ears.

Hearing this voice, Duan tremblingly looked ahead… the ground in front had already frozen, and those bandage-wrapped feet clearly came into Duan’s view. Enduring the pain and slowly raising his head, Duan looked with fear at the elf girl before him.

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As the elf girl’s cyan-silver gradient hair danced in the wind, her crimson pupils were filled with contempt, watching him as if looking at a fool.

“Trying to imitate how the elf race created evil gods is truly foolish behavior. The resentment is sufficient, but as a vessel for resentment, you… are too weak.”

“Me? Weak??”

Duan bit his lip, staring at Bai Lianyue unwillingly.

You must know, to avoid the god-creation plan from being overly dependent on Yeli, that unreliable third-generation savior, Duan had spent these years strengthening his own body specifically to dramatically increase his physical strength, making it comparable to a Divine Departure Realm savior.

In the end…

“Still not strengthened enough?”

Still too fragile, too fragile to withstand endless resentment power?

However, Duan’s muttering was directly denied by Bai Lianyue.

“Insufficient strengthening is one aspect. But even if you had strengthened enough, you still couldn’t have succeeded.”

“Wh-what? What do you mean?”

“Hmm…”

What does it mean?

It means that individuals without divine nature, no matter how much resentment they obtain, cannot become evil gods.

It’s impossible to break through to Divine Graced using this method.

Thinking this, a trace of sadness involuntarily appeared on Bai Lianyue’s exquisite face, and some unpleasant memories echoed in the evil god miss’s mind at this moment…

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Countless elves and various forest alien races, wailing miserably as they knelt below her, resolutely piercing their cores with sharp blades.

Those weren’t her memories, but memories that occasionally surfaced in her mind after Bai Lianyue fused with the Terran Malevolence.

“Sigh, forget it.”

The evil god miss sighed and disdainfully glanced at Duan.

Undoubtedly, the evil god miss was unwilling to inform him of many specific details, even though this guy was about to die.

Want to die with understanding?

No, he doesn’t deserve it.

…

On the other side, seeing the silent Terran Malevolence, Duan suddenly gritted his teeth. He obviously realized that Bai Lianyue wouldn’t say more.

Of course, Duan couldn’t just sit and wait for death. Unable to mobilize his spiritual power, Duan hurriedly used his left hand, which barely maintained its form, to pull various syringe medications from his space bracelet and inject them all into his body.

Being forced to absorb resentment for battle was something Duan had anticipated.

To prevent his body from being unable to withstand that powerful resentment, Duan had prepared many emergency medications in advance to help strengthen his body and stabilize the resentment within.

Bai Lianyue just watched with the expression of looking at a fool, silently observing Duan as he struggled with medications.

…

“Why? Why is there no effect at all?!!”

Looking at the empty vials on the ground, Duan’s spirit gradually began to collapse.

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These medications formulated by Paradise Manor’s top scientists seemed to have completely failed at this moment?!

No matter how much Duan injected or consumed, his body remained unresponsive, and the collapse rate only continued accelerating.

As Duan continued taking medications, this Ancestor of Solrog finally realized… these medications were completely useless.

The moment he realized this, Duan’s entire heart seemed shrouded in death’s aura, with emotions of despair and fear spreading like a virus through his mind.

No, this won’t do!

If this continues, I’ll die!

No! I, I can’t die!

My mission isn’t complete yet!! I haven’t become Lord Astral’s most trusted servant! I can’t just die like this! No!!

Seeing his waist completely collapsed, lying on the ground like mud, Duan couldn’t help but roar inwardly.

He had devoted a thousand years of effort, collected a thousand years of resentment…

All to create an evil god…

And now, before this ideal was achieved?! How could he just die like this?!

“Lord Astral!!! Save me!! Save me——!!!”

Using his last bit of strength, mentally completely collapsed, Duan screamed hysterically toward the sky.

“Lord Astral!! Please!! Please don’t abandon…?!!”

——”Crack——”——

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However, before he could finish shouting, an ice blade pierced through Duan’s head from top to bottom, directly causing his ghastly white eyes to lose their light.

“So noisy.”

After muttering with disgust, a cold gleam flashed in Bai Lianyue’s eyes.

Duan’s head instantly turned to ice shards, shattering across the ground.

This Ancestor of Solrog’s remaining soul was instantly surrounded by the resentment entities within his body, being gnawed and devoured bit by bit…

…

“Alright, that’s enough.”

Coldly glancing at Duan’s body being consumed by resentment, Bai Lianyue turned and walked toward the other side of Sacred Spirit Hall.

Seeing the evil god approaching, the surviving Paradise Manor members were scared out of their wits, not daring to make the slightest sound. They could only tremble in place as they watched the elf girl.

Of course, Bai Lianyue had no interest in these small fry. The evil god miss walked directly toward the wall covered with numerous black thorns.

On this wall constructed of black thorns, a beautiful woman in luxurious ceremonial dress with cream-colored long hair and an alluring figure was bound.

Although the woman’s entire body was filled with spiritual power far more fierce than ordinary peak Divine Departure Realm experts, she still couldn’t break free from the black thorns’ suppression, only able to watch helplessly as Bai Lianyue came before her.

Slowly raising her head and meeting the woman’s profound black eyes, Bai Lianyue smiled playfully:

“So next… it’s your turn, Isabelle.”

Isabelle: …