Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Wu Heng's voice then became a trio, as if filled with countless noises, as if Satan, the goat-man devil, and Lucifer were all speaking at the same time.

A goat-like pattern appeared on his left side, as if his skin had been peeled off, and it was filled with an eerie red color; his right side was covered with black scales, and three pairs of gray and white intertwined wings extended from his spine, like three tattoos.

However, it was filled with a feeling that was out of place with Wu Heng himself.

This sense of contradiction is like a man wearing a woman's undergarment and children's shoes; it's obviously contradictory and doesn't fit well.

However, such attire only makes people feel ridiculous, while Wu Heng's contradictory aura is terrifying and suffocating, making people dare not have the slightest wild thoughts.

After countless trials, he finally felt that the world was not capable of fully absorbing his three qualities unless he was willing to give up two of them.

But that's obviously impossible; you can't just spit out meat that's already in your mouth.

Therefore, Wu Heng used this method to temporarily suppress and control the three types of entities beneath his body.

Naoko looked at the hellish spatial structure before her, which was constantly undergoing strange changes. The space at its edges was constantly folding and then unfolding.

In this hellish place, the laws of physics are replaced by a strange pattern of three qualities interacting and competing.

A mass of blood that had been deposited in place and filled with filth and gestation was now simultaneously in solid, liquid, and gaseous states, and even a fourth indescribable state.

It's as if all physical structures are not immutable here.

A new monster could emerge at any time.

Of course, the monsters born from this change are at most at the level of curse apprentices. For hellish cultivators who have reached the demon level, they can ignore this influence because they possess the special power bestowed upon them by Wu Heng.

"Right now, we can only limit it to a certain range and then stabilize it within a tolerable range, like water that should have been frozen into an ice cube, which I forced into a bottle."

"Although it is still in a state where it can flow, it is restricted because the bottle is completely full."

"So, from the outside of the bottle, these three 'special liquids' are a single entity, and this hell of fear is the so-called bottle." Wu Heng's explanation helped Naoko understand the changes before her eyes.

Although the bottle was full of water, it had not solidified.

It will still flow inside the bottle as the bottle moves; it is not completely stuck to the bottle. As the bottle rotates, it also moves along with it.

It won't be completely stable unless it turns into ice.

Reassured, Naoko focused on observing the changes inside the hell before her.

Then, as the edge of hell twisted completely, she flashed away from her original spot and arrived above the "Frenzy" core, avoiding the three beams of light that were darting around in hell.

As these beams of light streaked across the sky, they carried with them eerie, distorted sounds—the last recorded cries of the three goat-man demons.

It's a masterpiece of hellish quality!
They constantly stirred up this hell that should have been absolutely silent, with three-colored energy flowing across its surface, and each fluctuation causing distortions in the surrounding space.

The faces that had merged into one emerged from the sphere of light, but then split into three overlapping expressions: anger, mockery, and pain.

This is a balance. A balance of utter chaos!

Countless black chains burst forth from the core of manifested fear, blood, and mania, restraining the beams of light formed by these three trait forces flying wildly.

However, as the chains approached, most of them rusted and broke, after all, they were the source of the riot formed from three qualities.

In the liquid dripping from the broken chain, a miniature hellish scene emerges, flashing with countless fragments of future disasters. This is not a prophecy, but merely a deduction.

One scene is particularly clear: Wu Heng's hell completely collapses, splitting into three special energies that transform into new goat-man demons, Satan, and Lucifer, giving birth to three new individuals.

The three chaotic traits, after being corrected from their course by the chains of fear, now shimmer with light.

It's as if it's saying: Do you see? Your hell is destined to be separated; it's the ultimate consequence of your forced fusion of traits.

Even the faintest hints of mockery from those three guys seemed to emanate from them.

With a wave of his hand, Wu Heng caused the chains formed from the core of hell, including fear and blood, to merge into one, transforming into an incomparably deep black chain, whose terror increased several times over.

It shot out instantly, piercing through the darting creature and briefly binding it in place.

“Wrong!” Wu Heng shook his head slightly, his voice becoming clear again, seemingly because these three traits were temporarily restrained. “That’s just your shallow understanding.”

"From beginning to end, there was always another way!"

Naoko, who was standing to the side, saw Wu Heng writhing and struggling as if something inside him was trying to burst out of his body. She knew that the hell in front of her was actually Wu Heng's body.

He is hell, and everything in hell is reflected in his body.

Although she believed that Wu Heng could definitely do it and that nothing would happen, she still couldn't help but ask, "Echizen-kun, can I help you? Perhaps I can use my body as a vessel to help you bear one of the traits."

"Ok?"

Wu Heng turned around with a surprised look and looked at Naoko, who had brought up the matter.

He hadn't originally thought of it this way, but suddenly realized it seemed feasible, though he was still a little uneasy: "Using the body as a container to bind one's special qualities brings immense pain and danger."

"You've only just reached Hell level. Doing this could lead to unknown risks and unexpected changes."

“I’m not afraid.” Naoko gently shook her head and whispered, “I just want to share some of your pain.”

Wu Heng remained calm, pondering carefully for a moment: "Your safety should be fine. Even if something happens, I can reshape you using the 'Mania' trait. My only concern is that the infection it brings might affect your power."

"However, upon closer reflection, this may not necessarily be a bad thing. Although having you bind your 'mania' trait as a separate attribute right now will put you under immense pressure, to the point where you can no longer exist in reality and must remain in a state of complete seclusion."

"But you can also truly experience the essence of being bound by 'traits,' and even potentially control a significant portion of them."

"When I fully integrate these three traits, you might even be able to hold the position of High Priest with just one of the three traits, not just relying on the 'Mania' trait." (End of Chapter)