Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

A series of dull, rapid popping sounds, like firecrackers being set off during a festival, resounded throughout the entire neighborhood.

Blood, bits of flesh, bone fragments...

There are also various indescribable internal organs and tissues.

In an instant, it was blown into a cloud of blood mist and minced meat!

Red rain poured down.

The surrounding walls, the ground, and even Old Wei, who was still standing there in a daze, were all stained with a thick layer of blood.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood.

Ye Ren simply stood at the top of the stairs.

The hem of her clothes was slightly dirty.

The acidic blood, strong enough to melt steel, and the sharp bone fragments.

When they came within a meter of his body, they were annihilated by an invisible force and turned into nothingness.

Even though it's just a small one.

But given his status, the power of the Lord of Flesh and Blood could not taint him in the slightest.

Wei Zheng: "..."

Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.

Wei Zheng stood there blankly, his mind a complete blank, with only a continuous buzzing in his ears.

"Damn it..." Wei Zheng uttered an almost inaudible sound.

The air was thick with the scalding, nauseating smell of blood, mixed with the acrid odor of entrails being exploded.

The taste was simply indescribable!

Have you ever had popcorn?

It has nothing to do with that; it's mainly to pad the word count.

In short, the warm liquid slid down his cheeks.

The man instinctively reached out and touched his hand, which was covered in sticky blood and tiny bits of flesh.

"Damn it, it even got into my mouth."

After spitting twice.

He tried hard to recall the scene, attempting to make the memory clearer.

At that time, all the flesh-and-blood believers were rushing towards the child, but what about the child?

He simply uttered two words.

[a second]

then……

And that was the end of it.

Wei Zheng struggled to look away from his bloodied hands and subconsciously exhaled a breath of air.

"This is truly a depiction of hell."

The ground was covered with a thick layer of minced meat, uneven in shape.

The old city gate was covered in splattered blood, with some unrecognizable tissue fragments hanging on it.

Even on a streetlamp not far away, a section of intestine was hanging, still twitching slightly.

If those cooks who worship the god of gluttony were to see this...

They would definitely be excitedly clamoring for a pot of authentic braised pork intestines.

"But how is that possible?" The middle-aged man's expression became somewhat conflicted and twisted, his brows furrowing together in a frown.

These are the humans who have been blessed by the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

It has long since shed the fragility of the human body.

Regardless of which direction they evolve in, they will inevitably acquire a common fundamental characteristic—[super-fast regeneration]

This regenerative ability is outrageously powerful!

In the early stages of the cataclysm, Wei Zheng personally witnessed many flesh-and-blood believers being blown apart by the army with high-explosive grenades, leaving them with only an arm.

But just a few minutes later, the arm began to writhe wildly on the ground and grew back into a complete body!

He had also heard of it.

High-ranking flesh-and-blood believers, even if only a little biological tissue remains, as long as the cells are intact.

It can be perfectly revived in a very short time!

They are immortal monsters, walking grotesque natural disasters!

Completely killing flesh and blood believers is not an easy task. Only by suppressing the level of believers can other higher-level believers kill lower-level flesh and blood believers.

In situations where they are of equal strength, the Flesh Cultists are virtually impossible to kill.

But now?

Uncle Wei stared at Ye Ren, but the boy only moved his mouth slightly.

In an instant, dozens of flesh and blood believers who were likely at the second level were completely annihilated!

"Could he really be a chosen one of the gods?" the uncle murmured.

……

Meanwhile, in the wilderness far from the city of order.

A group of bizarrely shaped flesh-and-blood believers are rushing madly toward the City of Order.

They are not running on two legs in the traditional sense.

Instead, it uses its various flesh-and-blood mutations to traverse the wilderness at a speed far exceeding that of ordinary reason.

The man's lower body had transformed into eight enormous, fleshy spider legs.

They traversed the rugged mountain terrain as if it were flat ground, each jump covering a distance of tens of meters.

The woman's body became as sticky as a mollusk, constantly shooting long, fleshy tentacles from her arms, which stuck to distant rocks or trees.

Then it suddenly contracts, pulling itself over like a cannonball.

Some people even developed two huge, jet-like growths on their backs.

It continuously ejected large amounts of blood and gas backward, creating a powerful propulsive force that propelled it along the ground at high speed, leaving a long trail of blood.

They were a group of several dozen people.

At the center of the crowd was a woman who appeared to be relatively normal.

She wore a pure white sacrificial robe, standing out starkly against the blood and filth of the others.

Suddenly, she shuddered and stopped in her tracks.

Beneath her clothes at the chest, flesh began to surge violently, and a delicate, bud-like fleshy growth slowly emerged from her collarbone.

The petals opened slightly, as if receiving some kind of message.

Different evolutionary branches also exist among the Flesh and Blood Cult.

She is a relatively rare "connection anchor".

They can communicate remotely with other followers through the psionic network built by the Lord of Flesh and Blood.

A moment later, the flower bud shrank back, and the woman's expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"What's wrong, Xiaoya?" The man in spider form stopped and asked in a deep voice.

The woman raised her head, revealing her exquisite features.

She has an oval face, a high nose, long hair cascading down her back, and skin so smooth that her pores are almost invisible.

In terms of appearance, she has almost reached the pinnacle.

It's so beautiful it looks like it was generated by AI.

She hesitated before speaking, her brows slightly furrowed:

"The followers within the City of Order have found a being who appears to be the Holy Son, but..."

"But what?"

"They were all dead, in an instant!"

"What?!"

The surrounding flesh-and-blood believers stopped and stirred.

"They're all dead? How is that possible!"

"Could it be that the warden of the City of Order has made a move?"

"I wonder how the Holy Son is doing..."

The "holy son" they were referring to was naturally Ye Ren.

But this is actually a huge misunderstanding.

Previously, the Blood Slaughter Society held a large-scale sacrificial ceremony in an attempt to communicate with the Lord of Flesh and Blood, and Ye Ren created a secondary account based on their ritual.

That's how this world came to be anchored.

This led the Flesh Cult members to mistakenly believe that the Lord of Flesh had sent down an avatar, causing them to go mad!

"Speed ​​up!" The saintess's voice rose sharply.

"We must get to the City of Order as soon as possible! To protect the Holy Son!"

"Praise be to flesh and blood! Praise be to the Holy Son!"

All the flesh-and-blood believers shouted in unison, and then, at an even faster speed than before, they transformed into streaks of blood and disappeared into the end of the wilderness.