Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

At this moment, Nail Head Spencer actually felt the "pain" trait, which was not the kind of control trait at the Lord of Hell level.

Instead, he used the "skills" he realized in the Origin Sea, which was what he felt by devouring his own mind as a sacrifice, using some humans in the Indian region as materials and at the cost of their souls.

Everything was developing as Spencer expected.

The real "pain" trait had already been mastered by Leviathan, so what he felt were naturally only some secondary traits.

This path that leads to pain has been blocked by Leviathan.

But precisely because of the existence of the memories he felt, the "skill" that Spencer felt at the origin of the Sea of ​​Dreams at this moment was a skill similar to the skill of amplifying power.

The higher the level of power, the smaller the amplification factor.

Speaking of the demon level alone, this skill can even amplify it dozens or even hundreds of times.

It is enough to allow the Curse-level to cross the gap and advance to the Demon-level, and it is also enough to make the most ordinary Demon-level become the top-level High Priest of Hell.

At this time, Nail Head, deep in his heart, has already had a new understanding of pain.

This kind of understanding was something he could never gain by relying on his "painful senses" when he was the high priest.

Because the sensory tissue that Leviathan bestowed upon them was both an enhancement and a shackle and restriction.

The pleasure they feel from human pain, using their sensory tissue, is simply what Leviathan wants them to feel.

It's just a distorted feeling.

Rather than what they feel in their heart.

Only at this time, Nailhead Spencer had completely detached from the sensory organization and relied on his devoured, empty heart to feel and understand the pain.

Into the pain.

Spencer's body continued to emit a deep blue light, and the blue sun gradually shone over the entire Indian land.

Many believers prostrated themselves on the ground, a scene they had only seen in scriptures.

For them who have been brainwashed, there are only two possibilities for this situation: either humanity is about to be blessed, or humanity is sinful and is being baptized and redeemed.

Redemption is not a good word in many cases.

Because it always represents a sacrifice of self.

The power in Spencer's body continued to expand, and the achievements he had made during his time as the high priest were now achieved again by him.

This is without the blessing of Leviathan's power.

Feeling the increase was about to stop, Spencer felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart. If he stopped here, then everything he had done before would be in vain.

Hell on earth, all plans to make the world feel pain have a premise.

That is his power, able to defend this hell on earth.

To achieve this, one needs to at least reach the pseudo-hell level, because the avatars of those high and mighty hell lords who can walk in the human world are at the pseudo-hell level.

As long as he can achieve it, and with the help of this hell's blessing, he will no longer be afraid of the hell lord's human incarnations and will be invincible.

At this time, it was time for him, the former High Priest of Hell, the Warrior of Life and Death, Elliot Spencer, to completely advance to the Lord of Hell on Earth.
"No, it's not enough!" Spencer screamed high in the air.

His brain memory was searched layer by layer.

Everything that happened in the past was replayed, and as a truly empty soul, I felt every inch and every bit of pain.

That sweet pain.

His flesh and blood were crushed inch by inch and constantly kneaded by Leviathan's tentacles. When he cut off other people's heads, he experienced the feeling of weightlessness and dizziness in those people's minds.

When he was tearing others apart, he felt the extreme pain of having his skin pulled, his spine torn, and his soul shredded.

And the numbness after the pain, and the excitement of regaining emotions when feeling the pain again. Even the emotions from pain are better than numbness.

This is the pleasure of pain.

"I felt it, very. Very much!"

"Give it to me, integrate into me, it's all mine!" Spencer shouted excitedly.

He felt it, yet again, a whole new level of pain.

The feeling intoxicated him and he was immersed in a ocean of pain.

boom!
A voice sounded from both reality and Spencer's soul.

Deep in Spencer's mind, it was as if a ball of lightning exploded, and a new power emerged, coming from the power of the ocean of characteristics.

He broke through the limitations of Leviathan.

Using the "skills" he had acquired, he forcibly stepped through the door frame of the high priest, forcibly amplified himself, and squeezed into the pseudo-hell level.

Although it is not true hell level, it is enough to fight against it.

This was enough for Spencer.

In the real world, with that roar, Spencer, who was suspended in the sky, suddenly shone brightly all over his body, no longer limited to Africa, but the whole world.

He was like the rising sun, an illusory energy body, standing outside the earth.

The entire human world is as big as a stone pillar to him.

"My will is supreme!"

"Come to me, Leviathan!" Spencer was outside the Earth, looking down at the entire planet with his body of enormous energy, his expression full of excitement.

"I am no longer your servant!"

His voice was full of joy, and the blue bald human-shaped figure's head was covered with steel needles again.

Spencer regained the energy form of the high priest in the form of a giant, but he was completely different from the high priest.

A deeper light seeped through the gaps in the checkered nail pattern above his head.

The eyes were completely filled with pale white, as if blue searchlight was shooting out from the empty eye sockets.

"Hello, world!"

His voice resounded throughout the planet, and the entire planet was only the size of his waist.

It's like an ordinary person holding a basketball that is three times the size.

"Hello, my pathetic worthless world!"

Nail Head Spencer threw a punch, and the International Space Station orbiting the Earth in space was smashed to pieces.

Two of the pilots were crushed into flesh and blood on the spot, and were quickly frozen into red ice balls by the cold space environment.

"Report, reply from heaven, confirmation received!"

"What is it?" Lieutenant General Swell asked hurriedly in the operations meeting room.

The signal transmitted by the hell translator was interpreted: madness, chaos and death, the tragedy of all mankind!
Open the box and call upon his Lord!

"Is this heaven's reply?" another lieutenant general next to him asked angrily.

What does this mean? What is the tragedy of mankind? Summon the Lord. Aren’t they here to resist tragedy and find ways to deal with ‘tragedy’?
"What does it mean to open the box? What box?" (End of this chapter)