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Chapter 1865 Erosion (I got angry because I ate too many peanuts)

When will the world end?

For most people, they have never thought about this problem. Even if they have thought about it, in their opinion, there should be some signs.

But sometimes, the world is destroyed without any warning.

Just like now.

Duanmu Huai walked on the road, his hands in his pockets, humming a song. All around him, the smooth road remained the same, but everything else had changed. The houses were covered in flesh and blood, and the wires stretched in the air had become twisted and looked like internal organs. The sky was bright red, and the whole world seemed to have become the interior of a giant creature.

This reminded Duanmu Huai of an animation he had seen before that anthropomorphized cells in the human body. In that animation, cells in the human body worked and lived in a similar way to humans, providing nutrients to the body and maintaining the survival of the human body. And now the world is like the real version of that animation.

On both sides of the street, you can see wriggling pieces of flesh, some big and some small, with blood-red eyes and dark holes on them. Like shelled snails, they wriggle, condense, and fuse on the ground. Duanmu Huai doesn't know what the world looks like in their eyes, but it's definitely not the same form as what he sees.

But he doesn't care about such trivial matters.

Because he has found his goal.

"ah---!"

A piercing scream resounded through the sky, startling a flock of birds. They flapped their featherless wings, made piercing screams, and spewed out turbid green mucus from their mouths, circling in the air. However, Duanmu Huai only raised his eyebrows at this sound and continued to walk forward.

This voice has been heard since he performed the ritual to summon the Son of the Black Goat to this world and eroded everything here. It is obvious that it is in great pain and anxious. Its voice resounds throughout the world, and wherever Duanmu Huai goes, he can hear this cry.

So he traveled through mountains and rivers, crossed the blood-red ocean, walked through the land covered with thick fungal carpet, and got closer and closer to the sound.

During this process, Duanmu Huai witnessed with his own eyes the demise of humanity in this world.

It was not a demonic invasion, nor a corrupt plague, but a kind of symbiosis - the black goat of myriad living creatures, the source of all life in the entire universe. Everything came from its body and will return to its body.

People began to change.

Their bodies were distorted, their cognition was modified, and everything around them gradually changed. Even the inorganic creations were covered with blood and flesh, becoming a part of life. Duanmu Huai saw with his own eyes how the bodies of those humans changed - it was not like the contamination of the plague, but more like a transformation at the genetic level.

Everything that was used to fix the original form was dissolved, including the bones that supported the body, the muscles and internal organs that formed it, and the skin that maintained the appearance. The parts that should have been distinct were mixed together again, like melted candles. What's more terrible is that during this process, people are still awake and conscious.

They will not turn into zombies, nor will they change their minds and worship the heresy of evil gods like those who believe in them. They only have two choices - either accept the reality and suffer unbearable pain, or go crazy and become part of the supreme outer god.

In fact, only a very small number of people can hold on to the end. Even if most people can hold on, they can only hold on until their bodies are not completely mutated. Some of them choose to commit suicide, but this is also ineffective. Even after death, their bodies will still be twisted and mutated. This is not a virus, not some kind of... threat, it is just a part of life, and its goal is very simple.

Breed.

"ah-----!"

The screams rang out again, Duanmu Huai raised his head and looked ahead.

"The Eldar Death God hasn't been born yet? Could it be a difficult birth? This obsessed evil creature won't die of hemorrhage on the stage due to difficult birth, will it?"

If that's the case, then I don't have to do it myself.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Huai also smiled coldly. The reason why he chose Shab-Niggurath as the summoning target was very simple, that is, as one of the most powerful Outer Gods, Shab-Niggurath was relatively simple. It was only responsible for reproduction and didn't care about anything else.

On the other hand, if Duanmu Huai summoned Yog-Sothoth or Nyarlathotep, and if they got in touch with the Treacherous Trickster, then... Damn, these guys alone are enough to be a headache, and if they were to work together to commit evil, it would be a waste of life.

Okay, it’s almost time to get there.

Duanmu Huai continued forward, he crossed the silent streets and came to a luxurious building, which was also covered with flesh and blood, and turned into a twisted and weird shape. Only some magnificent decorations barely remained on the surface, showing the remnants of its owner. Well, it can be imagined that the pervert should be here, eating hot pot and singing, enjoying the perverted fun while waiting for a duel with himself.

Who would have thought that Duanmu Huai was so unethical as to put poison in the food—no, he put a drug to induce labor!
"ah-------!!!"

From the speaker covered in flesh and blood, a piercing scream was heard again. The sound was so sharp that a mortal would probably explode on the spot just by hearing the sound. However, Duanmu Huai just shook his ears and then clenched the hammer in his hand.

"Open the door, the court is in emergency!"

Duanmu Huai roared angrily, then kicked the door open and rushed into the building!
"Boom!"

The originally heavy wooden door made a dull sound like a steak when Duanmu Huai kicked it. Duanmu Huai kicked the door open and walked in. Looking forward, it seemed that this place used to be a big theater, but now, the surrounding stands have been completely destroyed. On the stage in the middle, Duanmu Huai could see a young, handsome man lying on the ground in pain. His abdomen was bulging high, as if he was pregnant. And on the inside of the bulging belly, you can see hands and feet extending out of it, and even a face stuck to it.

However, the man's belly was like a piece of extremely tough plastic cloth. No matter how hard the man struggled, he had no intention of letting the other person out.

Seeing this scene, Duanmu Huai also clasped his hands.

"Congratulations, brave man. Congratulations, brave man. You are pregnant! And it's a big fat boy!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's voice, the young man shuddered and glared at him fiercely, while Duanmu Huai just chuckled.

"Don't be anxious, brave man, don't get upset. Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about the baby in your belly..."

"you-----!"

At this moment, the obsessed evil was staring at Duanmu Huai with its eyes wide open and extremely angry. It wished it could pounce on him and tear Duanmu Huai apart, eat his flesh and drink his blood!

Among the evil gods at present, the one with the highest hatred towards Duanmu Huai is actually Chiceng Zhiba.

If it were the rage of tyranny, neither the obsessive evil would hate it so much, because the fighting and slaughter represented by the rage of tyranny would also bring joy.

However, Duanmu Huai is different. He is the God of Destruction. Everything will be destroyed in his hands. There is no happiness, no sadness, no hatred, no anger, no fear, no emotions. Everything will be completely swallowed up, burned, and then disappeared. Therefore, although Tyrannical Fury and Duanmu Huai have fought the most times, the one who wants to kill him the most is Obsessed Evil.

There is no happiness, no pain, everything is nothingness - even emptiness cannot be felt. For those who pursue sensory stimulation and all extreme emotions, there is nothing they hate more than destruction.

When it first came to this world, the Obsessed Evil liked it very much, because it could feel the desires of the humans in this world surging like flames. So it tried every possible way to make these humans realize their desires and give them feedback.

In this way, the obsessed evil can use these human emotions to not only suppress but even control the Eldar Death God and use it for his own purposes!
Things were going smoothly at first, but then, things changed.

The human emotions that originally surged towards him gradually began to change. The original complex emotions that challenged the limit of desire were distorted and changed into pure pain and indescribable ignorance, as well as the ensuing desire to reproduce!
Because of this, the Obsessed Evil felt extremely painful at this moment. The endless stream of human emotions entered the Obsessed Evil's body like oxytocin, trying to force it to expel the Eldar Death God as soon as possible. But the Obsessed Evil struggled to support it, after all, it also knew very well that once the Eldar Death God was born, its own power would drop significantly!
The reason is very simple. The Obsessive Evil was born from the elves. It can be said that the souls of the elves are the most important part of its power. However, the birth of the Eldar God of Death means the demise of the elves. Just like a fetus absorbs nutrients from the mother in the body, the Eldar God of Death will take away most of the elves' souls. In this way, the power of the Obsessive Evil will become extremely weak.

Of course, everything has its pros and cons. If the Obsessive Evil can escape this disaster, then it will become even more powerful. Because strictly speaking, the Obsessive Evil is still an Eldar god. But if it excludes the Eldar soul, then it will become a pure conceptual god.

However...Duanmu Huai obviously won't give it this opportunity.

"It looks like your delivery isn't going well."

Duanmu Huai strode towards the center of the stage, a hint of bloodthirsty coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Then I'll do something good..."

As Duanmu Huai spoke, a chainsaw sword condensed from shadows appeared in his hand, making a roar and a hum.

"Let me give you a cesarean section without anesthesia!"