Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"It's the Flesh-Weaving Machine from the evil spirit!" everyone said in shock.

They also discovered the evil spirit's Flesh Loom, which seemed to be somewhat different from theirs. Compared to the blood-red Flesh Loom in the tribe's territory, the other party's color had a hint of black.

Maybe it’s because of long-term exposure to evil spirits!

All the Blood Marrow Warriors saw the battle scene. After just one glance, they felt a stinging pain in their eyes, as if their eyeballs were about to burst, but they still persisted.

He and his friends wanted to try if they could withstand this force.

"No, no, he's too strong. I can't hold on." A Blood Marrow Man cried out.

Before he closed his eyes, he felt a buzzing in his head and something was bulging in his eyeballs.

puff!
Along with the uncomfortable feeling of swelling, his eyes instantly exploded and he felt a pain, but also a sense of relief.

It's like getting rid of a burden.

But what followed was unspeakable pain, and the nerves in the eyes seemed to be torn apart bit by bit.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Originally he thought that he could recover from this injury by relying on the power of his red bones.

But after a burst of pain, there was no relief at all, the eye sockets were still empty, with no sign of repair.

You can only rely on your sensory organs to feel the surrounding situation.

He warned, "My eyes cannot be restored! Everyone, be careful not to look at them."

At his warning, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads.

Everyone was still in shock and looked extremely unhappy.

They couldn't think of how they could fight for a chance to survive in this situation since they didn't even have the ability to look the other party in the face.

Is it really that weak?
"It's over!" sighed one congressman, "The evil spirit has completely entered this world."

"That existence that everyone saw at a glance!"

"The guy who fought against the Wrathbinder!"

"It should be the one who came from the depths of the evil spirit world."

Everyone nodded woodenly, but didn't know what to say.

That horrifying image was lingering in their minds, transforming into shadows that made their souls tremble constantly. It was a fear that came from the bottom of their hearts.

And in the midst of depression, there is also a sense of mania.

The two emotions kept colliding in their hearts, as if torturing them into a mental patient who went mad and then calmed down.

At the same time, the moment I looked at him, the other person's name and image inexplicably appeared in my mind.

The eternally corrupted, the manic corpse!

It looks like a mass of flesh and blood that is constantly rotting and regenerating, with its body surface covered with wriggling black mycelium and pus.

Like the Wrathbinder, its form is constantly changing, sometimes resembling a bloated giant's corpse, sometimes turning into a liquid lake of plague.

Not only did a large number of particles float out from its body, they split into countless corrupt evil spirits, falling from the sky, constantly infecting other evil spirits, enslaving and parasitizing them!
At the center of its body, there is a corrupted object similar to a heart, which is constantly rotating and beating. Every pulse releases corrupt energy that corrodes reality.

Even the air will turn visibly gray and become rotten.

"The world should return to silence. When the evil spirit world first started, it was dead silent and peaceful. We evil spirits are just a group of viruses."

"A group of viruses that interfered with the evil spirit world."

"It is an existence that should be eliminated." The Wrathbinder made overlapping strange sounds while fighting. It believed that the existence of evil spirits, including humans, was wrong in itself, and the world should return to peace and silence, and everything should return to nothingness.

"Stupid guy, if that's the case you should just go and die first!"

A low, mocking voice came from the mountain of rotten flesh that was constantly fighting against it, like the sound that would come from a mouth covered with ten quilts.

It makes people feel restless.

It was as if he was holding back some frustrating things inside and couldn't vent them, and he was almost going crazy.

"Everything is decaying. Only decay is real. Everything should decay."

"If you really want to be quiet, you should accept my infection. When you decay into a pool of unconscious matter, you will naturally find peace, including this world."

"Everything in the world is born to decay, just like these tiny humans. Their so-called life is nothing more than a process from cells to growth and then to decay, including their souls."

"Just like the black bones they transformed, they are also the crystallization of decay. Don't you enjoy this thing too?"

"If you really don't care, why don't you let go?"

The voice of the Eternally Corrupted was full of sarcasm, but the Bound One naturally would not care about it. If he could be influenced by just a few words from the other party, he would not have fought against the other party for so many years.

Their powers are opposite.

One is manic, the other is depressed; one is furious, the other is calm.

The contradictions and conflicts between the two sides are irreconcilable.

Along with the voice of the Eternal Corruption, the evil spirits on the ground who heard its words, even including the great evil spirits, fell into a state of madness.

The black energy on their bodies surged, and they pounced on each other madly, making shrill roars.

There is no defense in the fight, only hurt. You bite me and I grab you, like a group of rabid wild dogs.

But no one cared about their fight.

Because it is too weak and too boring.

High in the sky, the body of the Bound One turned into a twisted black crack, with 3000 twisted masks hanging above it.

A strange suction force burst out from the crack, sucking in all the evil energy around it, including the evil spirits on the ground.

All the plague spores emanating from the Eternal Corruption's body, as well as the turbid power of decay, were sucked in.

Its grey, rotting, true-coloured flesh appeared for a moment.

The evil spirits that spied on its flesh began to have their souls explode from the inside out like a balloon being blown up, shattering on the spot.

They are not qualified to look directly at it.

Facing the aggressive Bound One, a huge bulge appeared on the back of the Eternal Corruptor, which was a flesh-shaped bulge.

A black liquid similar to petroleum gushed out from it.

The liquid possessed a strange activity, like a black python with bared fangs and claws, crashing into the crack of the Binder and sinking into it.

The black twisted cracks turned green in the blink of an eye, the color of mold and decay.

The crack continued to expand, as if there was a force inside that was bursting it.

puff--!

Along with the sound of spitting, a large amount of mold spores and dust poured out from the black cracks.

The black cracks in the incarnation of the Wrathbinder cleared out all the corrosive mold in its body. (End of this chapter)