NIP Chapter 51 Do you even look human?
Chapter 51 Do you even look human?
"You have no good intentions whatsoever."
"You are indispensable to the human race, but you must be eliminated—evil."
"Uh...cough cough..."
The woman's throat bones cracked under the strain, and her hands frantically scratched at Ye Ren's arm, her nails breaking and bleeding profusely.
Ye Ren seemed to have a fire burning inside him, which he had to vent:
"I think I was genuinely a little angry inside."
Why am I telling you all this?
"Someone as scum as you would never understand."
"But I don't blame you."
Ye Ren's eyes deepened:
"Our ancestors made it clear long ago that Yin and Yang are inseparable, and everything has two sides."
"Where there is sunlight, there is shadow; where there is good, there is evil."
"This is the law of the world."
Ye Ren paused at this point:
"But what can you do when you run into me?"
"Since we've run into them, let's just kill them while we're at it."
The words had barely left his lips when his killing intent was made.
Ye Ren tightened his grip, preparing to crush her neck.
The woman's consciousness was already nearly blurred.
It made indistinct wails and pleas for mercy, looking as pitiful as could be.
however.
"Pfft! Pfft!"
Two chilling thuds.
The woman's two eyeballs actually popped out of their sockets!
It didn't fall off, but rather, along with the scarlet optic nerve, it hung on both sides of the cheeks like two fleshy balls.
Followed by.
Her hair began to fall out in clumps, revealing her bluish-gray scalp.
The once plump limbs seemed to have been instantly drained of moisture, rapidly shrinking and turning into a skin-and-bones desiccated corpse.
A nauseating black aura erupted from her body!
she……
It's leveled up!
Under the dual stimulation of the fear of death and intense physical pain.
She pleased the god of suffering and became a fourth-order follower of the god of suffering!
And she received her own miraculous gift—the Walker.
The price was to become this withered corpse, neither human nor ghost.
"what……"
After her advancement, she let out an inhuman roar.
That instant.
She was freed from the feeling of suffocation.
She can survive for a long time without needing such a basic physiological activity as breathing.
That withered, emaciated arm suddenly grabbed Ye Ren's wrist.
The seemingly fragile bone arm, which could break at the slightest touch, unleashed an astonishing power!
"Click click click..."
Ye Ren felt as if his wrist was being clamped by hydraulic clamps.
She actually managed to pry his fingers apart one by one!
"Thump."
The woman broke free of her restraints and landed on the ground.
She was like a spider with its spine broken, its limbs twisted and contorted in reverse as it writhed on the ground.
"It hurts...it hurts so much..."
She let out muffled moans.
Since they are no longer visible, the two eyeballs hanging beside their faces are merely decorations.
Moreover, in her current withered body, any simple movement, even just lifting a finger, would bring excruciating pain.
Ironically.
The more pain she endured, the stronger she became.
Believers are such contradictory beings.
In order to please the gods and to gain power, the body undergoes mutation.
The body, which should have been weak and in pain after the mutation, was instead strengthened beyond reason by the power bestowed by the gods.
Contradictory, and ironic.
Looking at the monster on the ground that was rapidly adapting to the power.
Ye Ren sighed softly and shook his slightly numb wrist.
"This is going to be a bit difficult to kill."
Trouble.
Because aside from the fact that the phrase "words become law" has a devastating impact derived from a large account, this is a significant advantage.
Although he now has many methods, in essence, the upper limit of the power he can draw upon is only the third tier.
What?
Isn't there a throne bro?
As mentioned earlier, lower-level believers form the foundation, requiring a large number of lower-level believers to establish a deep connection with the higher-level believers.
Only then can one harness higher-level power.
Currently, a single Throne Bro, a sixth-order believer, is unable to fully utilize the sixth-order gifts.
Unless the number of lower-level believers is increased to more than 100,000.
Moreover, within the rules of this world.
There are strict dimensional differences between each rank.
Simply put, it's a damage reduction mechanism.
When a third-tier power strikes a fourth-tier opponent, it will be significantly weakened.
Its power will be reduced by at least 70%!
This is why challenging opponents of a higher level is almost impossible in this world.
"but……"
Ye Ren's gaze sharpened as he looked at the withered woman who was trying to stand up.
"Although there are differences in quality."
"However, quantity can compensate for it!"
Since one fireball can't kill you.
What about ten shots?
What about a hundred rounds?
"I shouldn't have wasted my breath just now. It would have been much better to just kill you. I'll remember not to waste time with unnecessary words next time."
Ye Ren said in a low voice.
"boom!"
The wind howled, flames roared, thunder roared, and frost spread!
Dozens of completely different abilities miraculously merged together under Ye Ren's control.
"Let's choose a catchy name..."
Ye Ren raised his hand and pointed, and the torrent, like a celestial river flowing backward, instantly submerged the woman who had just advanced in rank.
【winter solstice】
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The continuous explosions echoed across the wasteland.
There were no screams.
Because under that density of attack, even the vocal cords were vaporized instantly.
When the smoke and dust cleared.
All that remained on the ground was a bottomless, charred crater.
As for that fourth-order Painful Believer?
Not even ashes were left.
It was completely obliterated into nothingness by this massive torrent!
Ye Ren's slightly tense shoulders relaxed:
May you be a normal person in your next life. Rest in peace.
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Ye Ren had just dealt with the fourth-tier Painful Believer, and his nerves were only slightly relaxed.
Sudden.
He twitched his nose.
An indescribably strong stench, a mixture of rot, fishy smell, and a cloyingly sweet odor.
It entered his nasal cavity without any warning.
damn it?!
"vomit……"
Ye Ren's stomach churned instantly, and he instinctively let out a dry heave.
This tastes amazing!
You've all smelled stinky socks, right?
It's like a smelly sock that's been sitting in the sewer for three days and three nights!
And they even threw a bottle of perfume on it!
The fragrance couldn't mask the stench; instead, it created an indescribable odor!
He suppressed his discomfort and followed the smell.
In the distance, two twisted figures were slowly moving through the tall grass.
It was a man and a woman.
But if it weren't for the fact that human outlines could be vaguely discerned, Ye Ren would prefer to call them two lumps of rotten flesh stuck together.
They were naked, their skin a sickly grayish-white, covered with pustules and an unknown mucus.
Even more terrifying is...
Their flesh had partially fused together, like melted candles.
The man's genitals were covered in blood, and his original reproductive organs had long since disappeared.