Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

Instead, he tore off his left arm and pulled out a stark white forearm bone.

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The woman's situation was even more appalling.

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But even so.

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"Uh...ah...love...me..."

"vomit!!"

Ye Ren, who had just stopped gagging, broke down instantly upon seeing this scene, clutching his knees and vomiting violently again.

This time, I really threw up.

"This world of ditches..."

Ye Ren wiped the sour liquid from the corner of his mouth, veins bulging on his forehead, his eyes filled with disgust and discomfort.

He suppressed the urge to burn those two disgusting things to ashes.

They could only watch helplessly as the two people, maintaining this deformed posture, slowly moved towards them.

Just as they passed by Ye Ren not far away.

The woman's head suddenly turned slightly, and her previously cloudy and unfocused eyes seemed to regain a moment of clarity.

She looked at Ye Ren, her lips moving with difficulty:

"Help...help...me..."

The voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, a desperate plea.

Ye Ren was slightly taken aback.

But the next moment.

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The woman's eyes glazed over instantly, her consciousness once again overwhelmed by that distorted perception, and she began to utter unconscious sounds again.

"A follower of the god of pleasure...?"

Ye Ren closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed the turmoil in his heart.

"How pathetic."

"Then I'll give you a way out."

He raised his hand.

"boom!"

A ball of crimson flame, three or four meters high, shot up from in front of him in an instant, transforming into a fire dragon that roared and pounced on the conjoined, rotting flesh.

however.

Just as the flames were about to engulf the two of them.

The man, who was incoherent, suddenly seemed to experience a brief moment of lucidity before death, unleashing astonishing power.

He suddenly and violently pushed the woman in his arms away!

"Rip—"

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of flesh being torn apart.

Their skin, which had been fused together, was forcibly torn apart, and blood splattered everywhere.

The woman let out a piercing scream and rolled to the side.

The man, however, faced the raging flames alone.

"roar--!"

The flames instantly engulfed the man.

He twisted and struggled in the flames, emitting mournful howls that were not human.

Ye Ren watched this scene with a complicated expression.

"What a distorted love..."

Would you rather be burned to death than not push the other person away at the last moment?

Even if this love has become so distorted.

"The pain will subside soon, so get some rest."

Ye Ren said in a low voice, then increased the intensity of the flames.

To minimize his suffering, we should perform a physical ritual to help him pass on to the afterlife as soon as possible.

soon.

The man's wails gradually weakened and eventually disappeared completely.

His body rapidly carbonized under the high temperature, eventually turning into a cloud of ashes that drifted away in the wind.

"May you rest in peace."

Ye Ren said softly.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the woman who had rolled to the side, half-dead.

She escaped unharmed because she was pushed away, suffering only minor injuries.

But without the support of her other half, she was now lying unconscious on the ground, her hands flailing wildly in the air, as if searching for something.

"Ah...ah..."

She let out a mournful cry.

Ye Ren looked away, refusing to gaze at her bizarre and pitiful body.

"Poor thing."

"It's not your fault, it's all the fault of this treacherous world and those gods who arbitrarily intervene in human affairs."

"rest in peace……"

Ye Ren raised his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow.

however.

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Ren's voice abruptly stopped.

Because the moment he looked away.

The woman, who was originally on the verge of death, suddenly sprang up from the ground with incredible speed and angle!

Something had appeared in her hand without her noticing.

That's the broken forearm bone from that man!

"Pfft!"

A dull thud as flesh was struck.

That stark white bone, like a sharp dagger, pierced directly into Ye Ren's abdomen!

"Hmm!"

An indescribable, excruciating pain struck instantly, Ye Ren's pupils contracted sharply, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"grass"

He instinctively kicked out, sending the woman flying.

At the same time, a ball of flame landed on her.

"Aaaaaah!!"

The woman let out a piercing wail as her body was engulfed in flames.

But she completely ignored the burning sensation of the flames.

She screamed in agony as she frantically crawled toward the spot where the man had turned to ashes.

"Love...love..."

She reached out her hand from the flames, trying to touch the pile of ashes.

But halfway there, her body was burned to a crisp.

Even so, her hand stubbornly pointed in that direction until it was completely reduced to ashes.

"grass……"

Ye Ren clutched his injured abdomen, veins bulging on his forehead.

Blood gushed out from between his fingers, and he couldn't stop it no matter what he did.

"What is this...?"

He could feel a strange force swirling around the wound, preventing the flesh from healing.

"No... this isn't ordinary physical damage..."

"This is... the power of a higher dimension?!"

Ye Ren gritted his teeth, uttering the most vulgar Chinese curses as he forcefully gripped the bone stuck in his stomach.

"Pfft!"

With a muffled thud, the bone was pulled out.

Fresh blood gushed out.

Ye Ren's hands were trembling.

But he ignored the pain and stared intently at the bone in his hand.

The once pristine white forearm bone rapidly weathered and deformed after being separated from his body.

At last.

In his trembling hands, it turned into a dull, grayish-white feather.

Ye Ren's fist instantly hardened.

"Who the hell is messing with me this time?!"

He could clearly sense that the life force of his little trumpet was rapidly slipping away.

The power attached to that feather is frantically destroying the body's vitality.

"Damn it..."

Ye Ren was very unwilling to die like this.

Because once the alt account dies, it takes time for the main account to create a new alt account.

It means we have to start all over again.

All previously recruited believers and established connections must be nullified.

"I was careless..."

Ye Ren lay down on the ground with difficulty, trying to make himself more comfortable.

He clutched his stomach, a bitter smile on his face:

"I underestimated this world of trenches..."

"I miscalculated..."

Consciousness began to rapidly fade.

Darkness surged in like a tide.

Just when Ye Ren thought he was going to have to delete his account and start over.