Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 478: Divide and eat

"Who! Who's there!"

Even though the little black boy was trembling with fear at the prospect of what was about to happen, it did not diminish his terror of the sounds that were now emanating from him.

He quickly threw back the covers and looked around, but didn't notice anything.

This inevitably sent a chill down his spine.

It's important to know that this special room is not only the cell where the little black boy is imprisoned, but also the place where the little black boy was born.

He should have had complete control over everything here. Apart from not being able to open the door and leave on his own, he could do whatever he wanted inside the special room.

There was something in this place that even he couldn't detect.

This is nothing short of a terrifying thing.

Most importantly, the little black boy felt like he had encountered this situation before.

When Charlotte was still alive, he was the voice that was crystal clear in Charlotte's ears but invisible to him; after possessing the body of the serious criminal called the widow, Charlotte had also heard a similar voice.

And now I hear it again.

The little black boy, his eyes glazed over, said, "I'm already a product of Charlotte's split personality. Can a split personality also result in a split personality...?"

He even started to suspect that he had a split personality. What the hell is going on?!

Of course, while the little black boy was bewildered and terrified, the upheaval in the entire [Demon Prison] did not stop, and was developing in an even more bizarre direction.

The criminals and guards crawling on the ground began to feel a violent tremor beneath them, even a strange undulating sensation.

It was as if some enormous creature was wriggling underground, causing the ground to change as well.

Many corridors were squeezed and twisted, and various building structures broke and collapsed under the distortion of this terrain.

This single step has already cost the lives of many criminals and prison guards.

But no matter what they did, they were unable to stand up and could only sit and wait for death to come. This was an indescribable tragedy.

Oink, inside the temple, also sensed the change in the ground beneath his feet.

As someone far more powerful than the criminals and prison guards, he was naturally able to perceive much more subtle things.

"Its blood is flowing."

"Its body is being reconstructed."

"Its heartbeat will soon be restored."

"Do you even know what kind of monster you're awakening?!"

Oink angrily rebuked the high and mighty statue.

The other party remained silent.

The robe slowly opened from the chest, revealing the bizarre sight of countless blood-red tentacles flying wildly within.

Gradually, these tentacles dug inward, and finally, as if to completely hollow out the heart and lungs of the statue, a mechanical heart emerged.

At the very top of this mechanical heart.

Oink saw the widow whose eyes had just been sparkling with the light of freedom.

If he can still be called a human being at this moment.

His head was indeed completely unharmed; not even a single eyelash had been burned by the eerie green flames. In fact, his face looked even more rosy, as if he had just taken a hot spring bath and was now full of energy.

However, aside from the head.

The widow's spine was reduced to a single, solitary column starting from her neck.

His torso, hands, and feet were all gone, leaving only his solitary spine, which resembled a key protruding from a lock, untouched by even a drop of blood.

This scene sent a shiver down Oink's spine.

He recalled the slaughterhouse in Paradise City where he had seen his fellow human beings hung up like this, their bones and flesh removed, ultimately becoming someone else's meal.

The butcher's knife in his hand rose uncontrollably.

Even the ground began to appear out of thin air with straight grooves, as if it had been cleaved out by some sharp force.

call--

The human head, spine, and key slowly opened their eyes.

In an instant, Oink's hand stopped.

Because he discovered that even though the widow had become such a grotesque and inhuman creature, her eyes still burned with the flame of pursuing freedom.

He hasn't given up yet!
But Oink couldn't understand it.

Now that things have come to this, this being, whose power is almost completely incapable of contending with him or beings like the Warden, is powerless.

How exactly do you intend to demonstrate freedom?

Does dying in humiliation count as freedom?

brush--

The next second, the human head spine key was forcefully inserted into the mechanical heart.

Those eyes, which gleamed with a hint of mockery, were completely covered by mechanical gears.

Dongdong——dongdong——

As the mechanical heart began to beat rhythmically, the temple's previously dim environment seemed to brighten considerably.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the entire temple was dimly lit because only the beam of light illuminating the statue from above existed.

But now, the dark stone pillars supporting the temple and even the stone bricks paving the ground are all beginning to show a reddish tinge.

These red threads, like capillaries in the human body, spread throughout the entire temple at an astonishing speed, pulsating rhythmically in harmony with the beating of the mechanical heart in the center.

“Butcher, of course I know what I’m doing, and I know very well what I’m awakening.”

The warden's voice came from inside the statue.

However, the content sent chills down Oink's spine.

"What I have awakened is my future!"

thump—

The only bright light in the entire eerie, blood-red temple transformed into a crimson beam and shone down with that heartbeat.

The warden's statue seemed to be bathed in a blood moon, preparing to ascend the steps to godhood.

"Mr. Charlotte failed because he did not have the time and energy to understand this divine power. He was unable to absorb it and was instead devoured by it and died."

"And I, after years of dedicated study, am confident enough to absorb the divine power that remains within it. It will cleanse my soul and bring about a qualitative change; it will reshape my body and transform it into a divine form, freeing me from the shackles of mortal beings."

"I will no longer be trapped in this iron box."

The warden's voice grew increasingly agitated.

He was once a normal being.

They even look more human than elves, lacking even those long ears.

Even the most powerful creature cannot have an almost eternal lifespan; his power only extended his lifespan by a few hundred years.

However, the Demon Prison has been established for over a thousand years, and this doesn't even include the process of the warden growing from weak to powerful.

Where did he get all that lifespan?

It's very simple, he's no longer human.

He created a special device to extract his soul and consciousness and store it inside. Then he completely abandoned his decaying physical body and lived forever inside the mechanical gears.

Although he says that flesh and blood are the prison of the soul, whenever the warden sits in meditation, he always feels that he is in a small box that is so small that he cannot move.

It was crowded and stifling.

He tried to expand the temple's size again and again.

Even though the actual area here is so vast that it almost feels like being on a plain.

The sense of crowding and suffocation in his soul has not disappeared.

Now we finally have true freedom!
Oink was right about one thing.

The warden did indeed intend to take the opportunity to refine the entire [Demon Prison], that is, Charlotte's remains, as the basis for his creation of a divine body.

In his view, the remains had been nourished by divine power for countless years and were already the best possible foundation.

As for the criminals and prison guards...

It is their honor to have become the stepping stone to their own ascension to godhood.

This is also one of the reasons why he created the "Demon Prison".

In addition to having a large number of powerful personnel to satisfy the extraction of vital energy from the area of ​​the playground, the warden also needed to ensure the vitality of the remains.

Furthermore, as they approach this final step, they must squeeze everything out of them to help themselves withstand the onslaught of divine power.

Everything is ready now, except for the final push!

This east wind is the final cleansing! The closed-eye mark of the Abyss God on the statue's forehead shines brightly. Feeling the surging aura of the Abyss God beneath its feet, and illuminated by the red moon, it seems to open its eyes slightly. You can even feel the eyelashes of its red vertical pupils trembling.

At the same time, the blood imbued with the aura of the Abyss God had completely circulated throughout every corner of the Demon Prison.

Some of the criminals and prison guards who were crawling on the ground suddenly trembled, especially those who had been possessed and locked up in cells by Wu Wang and Ryan.

They all raised their heads.

Then, creatures that looked exactly like the original body crawled out of its body, but were completely naked.

No one knows about this scene.

Because the normal criminals and prison guards outside were all lying on the ground, terrified and dared not look around.

The clones walked expressionlessly out of the cell, having returned to their original state as little black children after leaving the possessed state.

In other words, as artificial personalities, they cannot be imprisoned outside of special rooms.

Passing through the prison walls, they began to reshape themselves and burrow into the bodies of those who were free, thus ensuring that all those imprisoned were innocent.

Moreover... those elven researchers were simply too weak.

They couldn't help with what happened next.

Dwarf prison guards are the best!

Ta da da - da da da -

Gunshots began to echo throughout the prison.

Although the warden's motives were impure from the beginning, intending to use these criminals to achieve his own ends, the sacrifices he needed were people with a certain amount of power.

If a group of elves were to provide the vital energy, spiritual strength wouldn't be a problem, but what about blood and qi?
That's why he's looking for criminals from all over the world.

Because those who commit those crimes are usually quite capable.

This has led to the fact that the criminals who are imprisoned here are, in the eyes of outsiders, all of them heinous crimes, deserving to be executed on the spot several times over.

The crimes applicable to human criminal law and ethics are completely inadequate to describe what they did.

The destruction of cities or even nations in dungeons in order to obtain something that would benefit oneself.

In their view, it was all taken for granted.

There is indeed no innocent person here.

As corpses fell to the ground, these criminals, utterly terrified and unable to resist, were like sitting ducks, lying on the ground waiting for bullets to pierce their heads.

All the clones controlled by Wu Wang are cleaning up criminals with extremely high efficiency.

Doesn't the warden want sacrifices? Is he going to use the spirit and energy of the criminals as a shield?

That's something only living people would have!

As the number of criminals decreased rapidly, the warden in the temple also sensed something was amiss.

But now things have reached a critical point, and even if something goes wrong outside, he won't be able to find the time to deal with it.

It can only accelerate the process of absorbing divine power.

The eerie green on the statue was beginning to transform into a nearly tangible, even strangely viscous, scarlet mist.

Oink said coldly, "Don't forget what you promised! The lock has been opened! Please give him your final respect!"

Although she didn't understand why the widow would make such a request, Oink chose to respect it.

Hearing his reminder, the warden slowly lowered his head, his voice echoing throughout the temple—

"Of course, how could I go back on my word?"

The widow's role is to use the mechanical heart he developed to summon that divine power and fully activate it from its dormant state.

The resurrection of the remains has happened in the blink of an eye; divine power has already begun to flow with the blood and heartbeat, and the activation is actually complete.

All that remains is for you to absorb and cleanse yourself.

The widow's mission is complete.

Now is the time to give him the final respect.

dong dong dong-

The mechanical heart began to beat at an uncomfortably fast pace.

Oink could sense that the life force and consciousness of the widows, which the warden had deliberately preserved, were dissolving.

The key is being melted down.

Hurry...hurry...

Widow! What exactly do you want to show me?! Show it to me now! It's almost too late!

Oink actually felt a sense of tension at this moment.

It was as if what was melting away was not a descendant called the Widow, but his former self in his eyes.

Finally, when a skull was ejected from the gears of the mechanical heart, Oink's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died completely.

The widow's story is over.

I can no longer sense any trace of his presence or life force; all he left behind in this world is a gleaming skull.

Just as Oink was about to sigh and draw his sword.

The moment they began to stop the washing of the idol.

He heard the warden's voice coming from the statue, and even in an electronic voice, he could feel the disbelief and fear.

"who are you!"

Why are you inside me?!

"Get out! Get out! This is my evolution! No one can take it away from me!"

Oink: "?"

Has this guy finally gone completely insane?
Why is he starting to talk to himself at this stage? Has he developed a split personality?
Unexpectedly, the next second they heard another calm voice coming from the statue, and it sounded somewhat familiar.

"Your evolution? That's laughable."

"The end that destroys everything is a god in your eyes? His power, even just his aura, is not something any living being can control, let alone face the mark that has been branded upon him."

"But even destruction shouldn't be done through your hands. This is mine to begin with, and I should be the one to destroy the world!"

"Let me atone for my past mistakes and spread the end that should have been released long ago but has been trapped within me!"

The voice sounded like that of a widow.

But the tone was Charlotte's.

Oink was a little confused.

Could the widow really be a split personality of that Charlotte, or rather, Charlotte's own consciousness that was separated from her body?
Now he's trying to seize ownership of that power? How did he do that? Wasn't he just refined into a key and completely melted away?
Of course, the key point is—

Why did the widow suddenly change her mind and decide to destroy the world?

As Oink pondered these questions, he subconsciously looked at the skull that had been thrown out of the mechanical heart on the ground.

Unexpectedly, the ground was completely empty, as if the gleaming skull had never existed.

"Holy crap! This is unbelievable!"

Just as Oink felt a chill run down his spine, trying to understand what time it was, he witnessed something he thought was absolutely impossible—

Beside the mechanical heart stood a figure slowly rolling up his sleeves.

He grinned, holding the mechanical heart, and said, "To be honest, if you're only good at being awesome at the biological level, then I guess I really can't do anything about you. If I could punch half the world, I could probably beat me from the Nanshan Nursing Home to the Beihai Kindergarten."

“But I’m a little special. You want to take the activation pollution a step further and compete with me from a higher level and dimension.”

"Then I actually have a fighting chance."

"You like to eat, right? Come on, let's see who can eat more today!"

"Yuan Shen! Wake up, breakfast is ready!"

A widow! She's actually a widow!

Oink was completely dumbfounded.

Why is there still a widow here? Isn't he already dead?
Even if he didn't die, wasn't it him who was seizing the power of the gods inside the statue of the warden?
Could there be two more widows?!
The next second, Oink saw the widow standing next to the mechanical heart raise her arm.

On its wrist, a mark similar to that on the forehead of the Warden statue was revealed.

The only difference is——

The warden's eyes are closed.

The widow's eyes are open.

It was even moving its eyes...

(End of this chapter)