Dude, my main account is Chaos God?

Those intact or bursting eyeballs, and those swollen heads.

At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Ye Ren.

The other believers of the gods watched the scene with smiles, waiting for the show to begin.

Ye Ren, expressionless, repeated the sentence once more:

"Get out of the way."

"Hey……"

One of the 10,000-eyed believers let out a strange laugh, and his darting eye suddenly froze.

The countless eyes on his head contracted slightly, their pupils flashing with an eerie light.

He is activating his gift—[Spying]

He wanted to see just who this reckless brat was.

however.

next moment.

"puff--!!"

A dull thud.

The pupils of the 10,000-eyed believer who was spying suddenly dilated.

Then, his disproportionately large head exploded like a watermelon stuffed with firecrackers!

Red, white, and yellow.

Eyeballs, brain matter, and mangled flesh splattered everywhere in an instant.

It splashed its own companions and the omniscient believer all over their faces and bodies.

"Well?!"

This scene did not deter others.

This only fueled the curiosity of these madmen.

"What happened?"

"Let me see what's going on!"

"Well--!?"

And so, one believer after another tried to spy on it.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

One after another, explosions echoed through the streets.

It's like setting off firecrackers.

One head after another exploded, and headless corpses fell one after another.

In less than a few seconds.

The once congested intersection was now only littered with the remains of headless corpses.

The ground was stained with a shocking red and white color.

Ye Ren lowered his eyes, his face expressionless.

He strode across the mess, his shoes making a "smack" sound as they stepped on the sticky liquid.

His figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Until then.

The expressions of the other believers who had been joking and watching the show finally changed.

They were mad, they were insane.

But they're not fools.

The All-Seeing and the Omniscient believers suddenly died collectively.

That sudden headshot was clearly related to the young man who was passing by.

Fear and silence spread through the crowd.

Not long after.

Law enforcement officers arrived at the scene.

Their expressions changed slightly as they looked at the headless corpses and the mess on the ground.

The leader of the law-abiding members randomly grabbed a believer who was watching the commotion by the roadside, and after learning what had happened, he frowned.

"What kind of blessing is this...?"

He looked at the corpse on the ground, lost in thought.

"Could they be high-ranking believers from other cities?"

He murmured to himself, then waved his hand:

"Clean it up and report this to your superiors."

"Things have been rather unsettled in the city lately; we can't let these unforeseen circumstances affect the plans set up above..."

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Ye Ren wandered around the inner city.

Finally, it stopped at the entrance of an alleyway in the bar street.

【Paradise Bar】

The nightlife was just beginning, with deafening heavy metal music blaring from inside.

He came here not to relax, but because he felt that bars, being a melting pot of all sorts of people, were a good place to gather intelligence.

Isn't that how it's always written in novels?

Bar = Intelligence Hub

That makes sense, given the extreme scarcity of entertainment options in this day and age.

Electronic devices that were once indispensable, such as computers and mobile phones, are now basically scrap metal.

Satellites were destroyed, base stations were paralyzed, and networks and signals became a thing of the past.

Moreover, most of the high-precision equipment was destroyed in the early stages of the disaster.

The few remaining factories are mostly producing food, weapons, and other necessities day and night.

Who has the time or inclination to make mobile phones?

Ye Ren ignored the octopus-like security guard at the entrance and stepped into the bar.

First look.

He then saw the enormous human-shaped chandelier hanging in the center of the ceiling.

That was a monk suffering under the god of suffering.

He was naked, his limbs pierced by iron hooks, and he was hanging in mid-air.

His body was covered with hundreds of transparent holes.

Multicolored lights radiated through the holes in his flesh, illuminating the entire bar in a bizarre and surreal way.

The monk was actually trembling slightly, completely absorbed in the rhythm of the music.

Ye Ren: "..."

It's hard.

His fist hardened again.

He kept a straight face, forcing himself to ignore the disheartening scene, and walked straight ahead.

The bar was a mixed bag.

Some creatures, covered in tentacles, were caressing each other; others peeled off their own skin to wear as clothes.

There were even a few pleasure believers whose bodies were covered in festering sores and oozing pus, who swayed their hips and came closer to Ye Ren, wanting to have a deeper conversation with him.

"roll!"

A blue-white arc of electricity erupted from Ye Ren's body.

"Sizzle—!"

One hundred thousand volts sent it away.

The believers, their bodies charred black, collapsed to the ground, convulsing, yet emitting groans that were hard to decipher as to whether they were in pain or pleasure.

Ye Ren sat down at the bar counter.

The bartenders here are followers of Dionysus.

The upper body depicts a rather beautiful woman with wavy blonde hair.

She was wearing a revealing low-cut dress, showing off her deep cleavage.

But when Ye Ren's gaze shifted downwards...

However, they discovered that her lower body had developed a strange, woody appearance.

It was like a giant oak barrel, growing directly below her waist.

And right in front of that barrel, there was even a brass-colored valve.

"Hey~ handsome guy~"

The bartender winked at Ye Ren, his voice sweet and cloying:

"What would you like to order?"

Ye Ren glanced at the valve on her lower body that was directly facing him, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

"Don't tell me that the drinks you mix are all..."

"What else?"

The woman looked surprised, and even puffed out her chest with a hint of pride. "These are all fine vintage wines that have been carefully brewed inside me for a long time!"

"Both the taste and flavor are top-notch!"

Ye Ren: "..."

He took a deep breath and felt a dull ache in his stomach again.

"Do you have any wine that has undergone normal fermentation?"

"It's not wine produced from people, animals, or any other living thing."

"Snapped!"

The woman slammed her hand on the table, her charming smile vanishing instantly, replaced by an angry expression.

"Are you here to cause trouble?!"

"You actually complain about the wine I painstakingly brewed?!"

When she got angry, her voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

In an instant.

Many of the believers who were drinking and chatting in the bar turned their gazes toward them.

His eyes were unfriendly.

Ye Ren looked at her expressionlessly:

"First of all, I don't want to cause conflict."

Secondly, I am very unhappy right now.

I'm really unhappy.

Before the bartender could speak, a burst of snickers came from behind Ye Ren.

"Oh?"

This group of believers was a bunch of reckless people who had no real work to do, lived in constant fear, and had no idea what tomorrow would bring.

Under the combined stimulation of alcohol and divine power, who would consider so many consequences?