Paradise of Demonic Gods

Kacha kacha sounds kept on coming from the ground around Fang Xingjian as a formless power seemed to brush past the viscous yet dried blood, leaving trails of one-inch long marks on the ground.

Fang Xingjian looked coldly at Jura as if he was looking at a pile of dead flesh.

He said coldly,"These commoners were all killed by you?"

"Hehehehe." The shorty’s face broke into an expression which seemed like he was lingering on a great memory. He merely said,"They are all gifts presented to god. Pain, desperation, and sadness... These are the only gifts which we can present to our god."

He then licked his lips and said,"Warrior of the Empire, how do you wish to die? Is it for me to cut off your meat piece by piece, eating you up?

"Or is it for me to put you into a pot of oil to fry you up?" He circled around Fang Xingjian with a gaze of a crazy maniac.

"Or would you like to have it slow? For me to dismember you? To tear off your legs first?"

Fang Xingjian merely asked coldly,"Which faction of Mages do you guys belong to? You are able to offer pain as a sacrifice in exchange for the evil god’s power?"

"To think that you would dare to address our god as the evil god! This is really a heinous crime!" The shorty’s expression turned into that of fury."Unforgivable! This is unforgivable! I shall pull out your tongue and feed it to the dogs later!"

He then continuously plunged the kitchen knife into his own body. As his flesh was slashed time and time again, his expression became increasingly excited.

"God, please pardon his ignorance."

This shorty was clearly the Interrogating Officer in this base. He was in charge of torturing the abducted commoners, offering their pain as sacrifices for the evil god to activate black magic.

They would then use the remaining corpses and consciousness to create modified warriors who were like the Gray Knights.

This was the black magic which the Gray Robed Mages had.

Although Fang Xingjian was unaware of the entire procedure, he could guess that that the shorty’s actions were definitely related to black magic. Back when he was in the Demonic City, he had also heard that a small portion of the means used in black magic was extremely brutal. They deployed extremely bloody and vicious means in exchange for power from the evil god.

However, he had not expected to see it here.

His voice was like Siberia’s cold wind as he said,"One final question. Are you afraid of pain?"

Just as the shorty went into a short daze, over 20 streams of Ether Sword Ripples slashed through his body, causing fresh blood to splurt out in that instant, as if a red firework had exploded.

"It’s useless, it’s useless."

The shorty’s body had been sliced into several tens of pieces, but amidst Fang Xingjian’s slightly surprised gaze, the shorty’s body gradually merged together, once again reassembling to form his original appearance.

Seeing Fang Xingjian’s slightly surprised gaze, the shorty’s broke into a terrifying smile."This is the power that our god has given us. We have been blessed with immortalized bodies. Heretics, feel the god’s terror for yourself!"

With that, he swelled up, and his exterior skin was torn apart. He expanded to become a gray worm that was three meters tall, six meters long, and covered in many arms.

All the fats on the worm’s body trembled as he laughed maniacally,"Are you afraid?

"Are you petrified?

"Will you resist?

"Or escape?

"Facing an enemy that you can’t kill, how on earth are you planning..."

With a light swoosh, sword light swept through the worm’s body. A loud explosive sound rang out as the huge worm was sliced into two vertically.

In the next moment, the Zenith Light Sword Formation was activated. A light sword swept out and heated up the worm’s flesh into charcoal.

"Ahhhh!" A terrified cry came out from the huge worm’s body as the worm, which had been split into two, dashed out. The charred parts broke off like the worm was molting. The worm then frantically engulfed the corpses nearby, infecting the cells from those corpses, transforming them, and turning them into a part of himself.

"It’s useless. Do you think that you’ll be able to burn us with heat? That is just wishful thinking!" As the huge worm sensed that his injuries were recovering, he laughed out loud.

Fang Xingjian looked at the huge worm as it continuously engulfed the flesh around it. Then he let out a cold snort and fully activated his Zenith Light Sword Formation. Six light spots expanded at the same time, turning into six light swords pointed at the huge worm.

The full prowess of the light swords, which had a shooting range of over 20 kilometers, was now fully activated. How terrifying was this prowess?

Particularly, when the Zenith Light Sword Formation shot out light... At light speed, there was no way for the huge worm to dodge the shots from the Zenith Light Sword Formation.

Everywhere the light swords passed by, regardless of whether it was steel, corpses, or walls, they were all split into two and struck against the huge worm’s body, heating up and slicing it at a crazy rate.

Even the temperature of the air continued to rise. Wherever the light swords brushed by, the huge worm’s body would instantly be turned into charcoal, then it would swell up and be sliced opened. From there, new flesh would be turned to charcoal again.

Simultaneously, blood continued to evaporate under the high temperatures. When the light swords cut through the worm’s brain, even his brain started to boil up and burn.

At the very start, the huge worm could still hang on and continue molting and engulfing corpses to replenish his own flesh. However, very soon after, his regeneration ability was no longer capable of matching up to the rate of destruction caused by Fang Xingjian’s Zenith Light Sword Formation.

The huge worm collapsed, twisting and struggling crazily on the ground as it cried out in agony.

Fang Xingjian walked over to the huge worm, who had a large area of his body continuously being turned into charcoal, and then said coldly,"Seems like you’re still afraid of pain."

These monsters could reassemble and cut their own bodies. However, burns would destroy the entire cells and was not something they could be resistant to.

Furthermore, compared to being slashed by blades, the pain caused by fire, the pain from one’s body being scalded, vaporized, and turned into charcoal, was 100 or even 1,000 times worse.

Very quickly, the terrible cries turned into pleas.

"Stop!

"Please stop!

"I beg of you!"

Fang Xingjian let out a cold laugh and said,"Where has your god gone?"

The Zenith Light Sword Formation was activated at full prowess, and light swelled up, encompassing almost the entire remains of the worm’s corpse. When the light gradually dissipated, there was only the half-melted ground, which was like lava, left behind.

However, at the next moment, Fang Xingjian’s smile disappeared as a loud rumble rang out from his left.

A man with a lion’s head dashed forth till he was ten meters away to the left of Fang Xingjian. His claws came forth like huge axes and collided fiercely against Ether Sword Ripples. Then with a loud boom, the man with a lion’s head was sent flying.

Fang Xingjian stood there motionless. He looked coldly as the man with a lion’s head dashed over but was sent back by Ether Sword Ripples.

The level 6 Universal Sword Dominance Lunisolar mental cultivation method provided Fang Xingjian with a strength that was three times stronger than his own. Right now, with a strength attribute of 182 points, how terrifying would his strength be after it was multiplied by three?

The man with a lion’s head was sent flying, and he clashed into the wall, sinking deeply into it. Then with a loud cry, it spewed out a large mouthful of blood.

With that one attack, all the bones in his body had shattered, and all his organs had turned into minced meat.

He looked at Fang Xingjian in slight disbelief, clenched his teeth, and said,"What on earth is this strength of yours?"

Fang Xingjian walked slowly up to him and said nonchalantly,"What on earth are you?"

Seeing that the man with lion’s head still wanted to struggle, Fang Xingjian sent his Zenith Light Sword Formation shooting toward the man with a lion’s head. Unable to dodge the light speed attack, the blood-curdling cries of the man with a lion’s head rang out incessantly throughout the hall.