Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

As Wu Heng spoke, his left fingernail suddenly grew three inches, carving a string of incantations on his chest. Grayish-white flames erupted from the wound, burning Ron's entire church to ashes.

Ron and Jeff, who were completely unaware at the door, were reduced to ashes before they could even utter a scream.

Three hateful laughs came from the flames; they were the voices of Satan, Lucifer, and the goat-man devil.

Wu Heng stood still.

With a mere glance, the surroundings changed. The burned-out church and Ron and Jeff at the entrance reappeared, still engrossed in their conversation.

The burning just now was real, but the environment and people there had been silently pulled into the dream realm by Wu Heng long ago. What was burned was only a layer of the dream.

The reality was not harmed.

All of this is within Wu Heng's control. If he wants to reflect it onto reality, then reality will suffer. If he doesn't want to, it's all just an illusion, representing the Goat Man's struggle with his "hypocritical" traits, which is futile.

Just as Wu Heng left the church, the devil's maze of the goat-man devil reappeared before him. With each turn, his body would develop more goat-like features.

When he reached the exit, he found that outside the door was Satan's black pool, at the bottom of which were countless melting "selves".

After struggling to surface, these figures stood on Lucifer's judgment platform, with Lucifer's three-part face appearing beside them, seemingly ready to conduct the trial.

"Trial? How ridiculous."

"Even after I devoured its original form, it still dares to think about such things. It's utterly absurd." Wu Heng waved his hand, and the dream before him shattered once more.

The three traits are becoming increasingly intertwined, which is a good thing for Wu Heng.

Various strange phenomena kept appearing before Wu Heng. These three traits all contained the will of Satan and others, and their existence was a symbol of "traits".

What Wu Heng had to do was remove the will within it and forcibly take over it. This kind of behavior was unimaginable for ordinary hell-level beings.

In many hellish perceptions, traits are unique and cannot be merged.

At this moment, images of angels with halos, demons covered in scales, and mutated monsters kept appearing before Wu Heng's eyes, or more often than not, a superposition of the three. The ground in front of him was constantly cracking open.

The twisted ravines formed lines of text, which were automatically emerging passages from the Book of Revelation, but the handwriting was constantly distorted and deformed.

"Echizen-kun, what can I do to help you?" Naoko's worried voice came again from her manic traits.

She could also sense the "manic" trait constantly at work; Wu Heng was using it to suppress the three traits belonging to the goat-man demons.

Suddenly, needles appeared on Wu Heng's head, but they all melted into molten iron three centimeters away from his skin.

Wu Heng's calm voice came through: "It's useless. You were useless when you were alive, and you're even less capable of doing it now that you're dead!"

"Even if you combine your powers, you cannot interfere with my Hellish Will, because I control far more Hellish-level power. Everything is just for plunder; otherwise, it would have ended long ago!"

As Wu Heng spoke, the surroundings gradually fell silent, as if everyone had come to terms with the truth.

Two days later, Naoko noticed Wu Heng's change immediately. He was standing quietly in the center of the Hell of Fear, all the abnormalities on his body had disappeared, and a smile was on his lips.

"Echizen-kun, you're alright, that's wonderful!" Naoko exclaimed excitedly, without a trace of her hellish sternness.

Wu Heng's voice was gentle and consistent at this moment: "I have found a way to achieve balance."

Naoko noticed that Wu Heng's shadow was still divided into three parts, sometimes splitting into the forms of Satan, the goat-man, and Lucifer, and sometimes merging into an even larger monster.

Naoko's long silver hair fell to her chest. She stared at the unnatural shadow on the ground, the silver strands between her fingers trembling slightly. As the representative of the "manic" trait and Wu Heng's most outstanding creation, she felt for the first time a kind of existence beyond her comprehension.

"Echizen-kun, are you sure you've fully integrated the traits?" she asked with concern, her gaze involuntarily fixed on the fourth pair of wings that had suddenly appeared in the shadows.

Wu Heng slowly walked towards the edge of hell, looking at the fearful territory that was constantly being rebuilt.

On the gray earth, three buildings of different styles are rising from the ground: on the left is a bone tower burning with green flames, on the right is a spiral structure flowing with black water, and in the center is a translucent gray-white crystal building.

"Fusion?" Wu Heng chuckled, his voice becoming exceptionally clear. "No, Naoko, fusion is not possible at the moment!"

"I'm just allowing them to exist for the time being."

As these words were spoken, the scene at the edge of hell suddenly distorted. The three buildings collapsed like melting candles, intertwining into a DNA-like spiral structure. Six black chains shot out from the core sphere of the hell of fear, hooking onto the six broken ends of the spiral structure.

The fear monks patrolling the ground froze simultaneously, and three colors of vascular patterns emerged on their gray shells.

Naoko suddenly noticed that her right hand was also crystallizing, with her fingertips turning into a grayish-white, crystalline color, as if she had a manicure.

She could feel her power increase by two points, but this increase was obscure, like an external tool, unlike her own power which she could control freely.

With a slight movement of her hand, what flowed through her palm was no longer a stream of silver light, but rather tiny silver chains that automatically wove into a scythe in the air.

“It seems the impact has spread to the entire structure of Hell.” Naoko realized this at this moment.

Wu Heng dispersed the power of these three traits, adding a sharp weapon to all creations in the entire hell. At the same time, he distributed the power in this way, diluting the power that had not yet merged but was suppressed.

Naoko calmly analyzed everything before her. Since it concerned Wu Heng's safety, she had to be cautious.

Wu Heng stood inside the reconstructed hell. The central area had now become a bizarre hybrid, with a crawling carpet of flesh and blood on the ground, countless screaming skulls embedded in the walls, and chains hanging from above radiating a gray, holy light.

It is filled with a contradiction.

Before Wu Heng appeared a seat befitting the Lord of Hell, with a base made of goat skulls, armrests made of two black-scaled pythons tearing at each other, and a backrest made of fallen angel wings.

The moment Wu Heng sat down, the entire throne suddenly came to life.

The skull began chanting, the python spat out burning pages of the Bible, and its wings flapped wildly, stirring up a storm that smelled of sulfur.

"Barely complete!" (End of Chapter)