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Chapter 555, The Powerful Yet Obsessive Madman

"What kind of scene haven't I seen?"

"I've never seen anything like this before."

Pauses and silences.

The gaze lingered on the elderly man and the gnolls behind him.

Whenever Xiao Yang's gaze lingered on these huddled jackals, a wave of people would surge up wanting to switch professions.

Emerald green light burst forth continuously.

These guys are the cream of the crop in this world.

To be more precise, Xiao Yang has already eliminated about half of the gnolls in this region.

One broken world after another.

The world that was not broken was instead filled with towering mounds of skulls.

The slaughtered gnolls were left with only their heads; their bodies were nowhere to be found, and their souls vanished along with them.

Neither the demon lords of the abyss nor any other evil gods they worshipped were able to receive the souls of these dead gnolls.

This is a big deal.

The souls of believers are a precious resource, even to those evil gods, and something that should never be touched.

It's a pity that Xiao Yang moved too quickly and didn't travel through the Star Realm.

Even if these guys banded together and wanted to take revenge on Xiao Yang, they wouldn't be able to.

The world instinctively resists beings as vast as gods, but it cannot overcome the intrusive force of Xiao Yang.

He doesn't even invoke the supernatural powers of the world when he fights.

Simply relying on the physical body and the sea of the mind that exists in illusion.

This independence paralyzed most of the world's defense system, rendering it powerless to summon thunder to unleash ineffective lightning strikes or mobilize the surviving creatures within the world.

However, Xiao Yang's landing was itself aimed at slaughter.

In most cases, such intense chain reactions of hatred would only make things much easier for him.

His gaze kept shifting between the jackal and the old man.

Xiao Yang suddenly burst out laughing.

March forward with big strides.

They passed the old man who stood in front of the huddled jackals.

Amidst the terrified screams, someone grabbed a guy who was constantly kissing the ground.

In his Hundred-Armed Giant form, lifting this guy was no easier than lifting a chick.

Amidst sobbing sounds.

His eyes were filled with unparalleled terror.

The reason Xiao Yang could instill such fear in these guys was largely due to the fact that even their souls couldn't escape.

It is even more cruel than a demon.

Even if the soul falls into the hands of the devil, howling in endless torment and having all its essence drained, it will eventually be immersed in the river of death when the oil lamp dies out.

Countless years later, it might even be washed ashore on the abyss as a demon egg.

However, it fell into Xiao Yang's hands.

at this time.

Xiao Yang already possesses two divine artifacts that have invaded his soul.

"No! There are three!"

"Deep Blue Chant, Hundred-Armed Giant, Heroic Banner."

What's even more absurd is that the effects and soul-devouring aspects of these three artifacts are not the same.

"The Heroic Spirit Banner is Xiao Yang's comfort to those souls who remained in the Rotten Land because of the lack of death rules."

Deep Blue Chanting is a direct conversion and invasion of hostile souls.

The Hundred-Handed Giant was different; He consumed only the true name and the most essential spiritual essence.

The names were densely packed and inscribed on Xiao Yang's armor.

"The ruthless Newt."

"Great Gnoll Blood Axe".

"Ryan the Whiplash".

These names were inscribed on Xiao Yang's armor, so densely packed that other people might not understand them.

But at this moment, this newly promoted gnoll druid, whom Xiao Yang had mentioned.

However, it is indeed clear.

Behind each gnoll's name, the true spirit that was devoured manifests. The entire lives of countless gnolls, a scene so vast it's almost insane, all share the same ending.

A man wearing scarlet armor.

A pair of scarlet, indifferent eyes.

Such a scene goes beyond mere ruthlessness. For this terrified man, even a single glance was enough to leave him mesmerized, his mind reeling from a chaotic flood of memories, and in an instant, he completely lost all movement.

This scene looks familiar.

It's like your spirit has dropped to zero, falling into negative territory.

Soon, we entered the second phase.

He was shouting and yelling wildly.

"Who am I! What is this! I don't want to see! I don't want to see!"

The natural power that had just been transformed within him was instantly shattered and completely destroyed in this madness.

Xiao Yang sneered and abandoned the jackal who had gone completely mad.

It looks like a wild dog barking and howling on the ground.

Xiao Yang bent down.

A deep voice rang out.

Do you still believe in nature?

"I... I want to live! I just want to live!"

Xiao Yang's gaze fell once again on the old man who had suddenly appeared.

What does he want to say about this scene?

But for a moment, he opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Until, until a green beam of light fell from the sky.

The true god of nature has descended.

Until just now, what was standing in front of Xiao Yang was just an avatar.

As the beam of light fell, crisp, tender buds spread out as they landed.

An extremely rich natural atmosphere permeated the air.

The closer one is to God, the more perfect one becomes, especially those ancient beings who have followed their chosen path for countless years.

Her gaze fell on Xiao Yang.

"Goodness and evil are two sides of the same coin."

This is a warning and a reminder.

Although Xiao Yang felt that he was firmly on the side of kindness.

But that's just his opinion.

Many of the things he did went far beyond the bounds.

Just like now.

He would carry all the dead enemies on his back and then go into battle.

In a land of decay, this is nothing.

It was a completely rotten place; you could do whatever you wanted without any problems.

However, in all the heavens and myriad worlds...

Xiao Yang's behavior was a bit too outrageous.

"This kind of self-righteousness that disregards everything."

This kind of fanatical, obsessive sense of justice.

Clearly, no one in the evil camp would be willing to stand with Xiao Yang.

During this period, those who noticed Xiao Yang's actions were among those who were aware of them.

There were groups like the evil gods who were stationed in the astral plane, and there were also groups that gravitated towards Xiao Yang and supported him.

But a problem arose.

"Nobody likes a complete madman."

in particular.

"A powerful yet paranoid madman."

This is a well-intentioned reminder.

Did Xiao Yang heed this goodwill?
He met the gaze of the powerful god of nature before him.

Xiao Yang appeared as if he had gone deaf.

He raised the crimson slaughterer high and brought the massive, dark red axe down on the gnolls who were crawling on the ground, howling in despair.

A head detached from the body and rolled on the ground, scalding blood splattering out.

Xiao Yang's expression was icy.

He raised his head and met the gaze of the unfamiliar deity before him.

At this moment, neither side had anything more to say.