Reincarnation Paradise: The Void Debt Collector

The priest robe on Lin Yi had been torn into pieces by the ancient god's followers, exposing his scarred skin.

The teacher's suit was also ravaged by the monster and turned into strips of rags hanging on his body.

The cowboy hat of the revolver was lost in the battle, and the cigar in his mouth was soaked in blood.

If it weren't for Lin Yi's healing and amplification skills, the three of them would have been torn to pieces by the monster long ago.

After reaching the top of the mountain, these monsters seemed to have encountered some kind of boundary. They only dared to roar at the three people on the steps and did not dare to cross the line.

"What's wrong with these monsters?" asked the teacher puzzledly.

Revolver chuckled, replaced a new cigar, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke. He explained: "This is the base camp of the ancient gods. How dare these little Karami barge in? They are not afraid of us, but the owner of this place."

The altar of the gods is carefully built with huge stones, and each stone seems extremely heavy.

The surface of the stone is engraved with densely packed mysterious runes and totems, which are still clearly visible after years of baptism.

The overall structure of the altar is a perfect circle, with a towering platform in the center and circles of gradually descending steps around it.

The three of them stared at the center of the altar, where a fetus was suspended in the air by countless blood-red blood vessels, like a strange cocoon.

With each breath the fetus takes, the brightness of the blood vessels gradually increases, while the surrounding environment gradually becomes dimmer.

It was as if the fetus was constantly devouring the surrounding light through breathing, making the entire space shrouded in a strange and depressing atmosphere.

The three people's attention was firmly drawn to a figure in front of the altar.

He was a man wearing the hospital gown of St. Freya's Hospital. He was kneeling on the hard stone surface in an almost crawling posture, with his hands tightly clasped together and his forehead touching the ground deeply, as if he was praying devoutly.

The man in hospital gown suddenly raised his head. His face was frighteningly pale, as pale as a deathly person, with almost no trace of blood.

His cheeks were sunken and his cheekbones were high, making him look extremely haggard and tired.

And his eyes were deep and empty, as if he had lost the focus of his soul, leaving only a dead darkness.

That kind of emptiness and depth is chilling, as if it can swallow up all the light of life.

His trembling lips began to move slowly, and the sound that came out was hoarse and low, sounding like a cry from the depths of hell.

He cried out in despair: "God, please grant me salvation! I have sinned deeply, and those past actions make me unable to look back. I am willing to give everything I have, just ask for your forgiveness, just ask you to save my lost soul!"

As he spoke with deep emotion, his body began to tremble violently and uncontrollably, as if he was suffering from some unspeakable mental or physical pain.

His hands were tightly gripping the soil on the ground, with such force that his fingertips turned white from lack of blood, as if he wanted to alleviate the torment in his heart in this way.

He continued, "I betrayed my faith, I betrayed my oath, I... I defiled my sacred duty for my own selfish desires. Now, I have received the punishment I deserve, and am plagued by endless pain and torture. God, I beg you to grant me the path to salvation and free me from this dark abyss!"

After saying those words of confession, he knocked his head heavily on the ground again, his whole body shaking with pain and regret, as if he was waiting for the final judgment of the gods.

Suddenly, the fetus hanging in the center of the altar let out a strange laugh, so sharp and piercing that it echoed on the empty mountaintop, making people feel creepy.

Those originally still blood-red blood vessels began to beat wildly, as if injecting more vitality into this strange fetus.

At the same time, the repentant patient suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were no longer empty, but dark, like an abyss.

His body seemed to be possessed by some unknown force, and he exuded a strange and powerful aura.

[Comparing the intelligence attributes of both parties..., comparison completed, our intelligence is 0.8 times that of the enemy, and we have obtained 39% of the enemy's information. ]

Name: Aiel the Pious (Ancient God Believer)

Race: Ancient God's Families

Health: 100%

Ancient God Energy: 3600

Power: 58

agile:? ?

Stamina: 59

intelligence:??

Charisma: 5

Skill 1: Bloodline of the Ancient God (Passive) LV.30: Fusion with a trace of the soul of the Ancient God, Strength, Agility, Stamina, Intelligence +30 points, Health +5000 points, Ancient God Energy +3000 points.

Skill 2: Divine Shield (Passive) LV.15: Blessed by the power of the ancient gods, a divine shield is automatically generated during battle, increasing spell resistance and physical resistance by 20%.

技能3：神力狂涌（主动） LV.10：下一次攻击对敌人造成额外的100点侵蚀伤害，并有50%的几率造成眩晕效果，持续3秒。

Skill 4: Wrath of Apocalypse (Active) LV.15: Causes range damage to enemies in the specified area, with a basic damage of 500 points, and has a 70% chance of causing the enemy to fall into a state of fear for 7 seconds. In the state of fear, the enemy's movement speed and attack power will be reduced by 40%.

Skill 5: Divine Armor (Active) LV.8: Grows a large amount of bone armor on the surface of the body, increases body defense by 200, and is immune to 50% physical damage.

Skill 6: ??? (Active): ???

Skill 7: ??? (Passive): ???

Skill 8: ???: ???

Skill 9: ???: ???

Skill 18: ???: ???

Chapter 242 The Source of the Terror Island Mutation (Please subscribe, please vote)

A patient at St. Freya's Hospital mysteriously disappeared, and then many strange things happened on Fate Island.

The person in front of Lin Yi now is most likely the patient who escaped at that time.

He fled to the ancient altar to pray for salvation from the gods, thus triggering a dramatic change on Fat Island.

Two hundred years ago, in the dark laboratory of St. Freya Medical Hospital, Al could not bear the cruel and endless human experiments, so he knocked out the doctor and fled the hospital.

Al's body underwent irreversible mutations due to the ravages of human experiments.

His skin was covered with strange textures, like ancient totems, spreading over every inch of his skin.

The experiment transformed his eyes into a scarlet color, like two points of fire in the abyss.

Under the dual torture of drugs and experiments, Al's character underwent serious changes.

After escaping from the hospital, Al felt like he was reborn. He ran out of the forest and hurriedly fled back home.

Al held a glimmer of hope and expectation in his heart, imagining that he could embrace the warmth of his family again and receive the comfort of his loved ones.

However, when he staggered back to the town, opened the door and appeared in front of his family, his family was frightened by Al's strange appearance.

Looking at the faces filled with fear, Al found that his usually amiable family members looked at him as if he were a scary monster.

Al's inner expectations were instantly dashed, replaced by deep disappointment and endless pain.

Fear leads Al's family to attack, trying to drive out the "monster".

Under the stimulation of his family, Al fell into an unconscious state, and the power of the ancient gods in his body surged out like an uncontrolled flood.

In the chaos, Al launched an unconscious attack, which ultimately led to a river of blood in the house.

Only Al's youngest child, who was sleeping in a crib and hiding nearby without realizing it, escaped the disaster.

When Al woke up from his chaotic consciousness and witnessed the family tragedy he had caused, he felt heartbroken.

With trembling hands, he held tightly the child who had survived the accident in the crib. Silent tears and deep regret mixed together, turning into endless sorrow.

In endless pain and self-blame, Al finally decided to go to the ancient altar on the island.

In front of the altar, Al knelt down in front of the statue of the god and burst into tears.

He prayed to God for salvation for the mistakes he had made and for the innocent lives that had been lost.

At the same time, he also made a request to the gods, hoping that the gods could help him take revenge on St. Freya's Medical Hospital, the evil place that brought him endless pain and mutation.

El's prayers echoed above the altar, interweaving with the low sobs in the wind to form a sad melody.

The prayer seemed to have crossed the barriers of time and space, touching some mysterious power hidden deep in the ancient altar.

At that moment, the Shadow God answered his call.

However, the response from the Ancient God was not as direct and simple as Al had imagined.

He chose the child in El's arms as the vessel for His coming to the Island of Fat.

The child's body was occupied by a trace of the ancient god's soul, and became a bridge between the ancient god and this world.

The power of the Shadow God was like the tentacles of darkness, gradually seeping into every inch of Fat Island, and the creatures on the island began to undergo terrible changes.

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the docile animals. They became extremely ferocious and full of hostility towards any creature that approached.

The plants were no longer quiet, but had grown fangs and claws, as if they were going to tear apart any life that dared to touch them.

As for those residents living on the island, their bodies began to twist and deform under the erosion of the power of the ancient gods. Their faces became hideous and terrifying, and they were completely controlled by the power of the ancient gods.

They are no longer human, but have become horrible monsters, losing their reason and humanity.

All of this is the truth behind the changes that occurred on the Terror Island.

As the human being closest to the ancient gods, El's body and soul have long been deeply eroded by the power of the ancient gods. He has become a follower of the ancient gods, a monster that no longer has self-awareness.

But in the monster's body, Al still retains a deep fatherly love in his heart.

He couldn't let go of his child, the little life that was innocently caught up in this disaster.

Therefore, even though he had become a mindless monster, Al still stayed by the child's side, quietly guarding the baby on the altar.

"You. All. Deserve to die!" These low and resentful words came out slowly from Al's mouth. His voice seemed to have traveled through the abyss of time and space, carrying endless chill and murderous intent.

Al, who was controlled by the ancient gods, no longer had human eyes. Instead, he had a pair of pupils as deep as the night, as if they had swallowed up all the light, leaving only two eerie black holes.

At the same time, Al's body also underwent earth-shaking changes.

The originally soft skin was replaced by a hard bone shell, which was like a warrior's armor, wrapping his whole body tightly.

Especially his face, the bone armor seemed to be embedded in his skin, outlining a hideous and majestic mask.

Under this mask, Al's face no longer exists. He has completely become a messenger of darkness, executing the will of the ancient gods and showing no mercy to any life that dares to challenge the ancient gods.

What's even more terrifying is that hundreds of long tentacles suddenly appeared behind Al. These tentacles were like devil's claws from the abyss, waving in the air, as if carrying a strange vitality.

They twisted and coiled in the air, as if they had a consciousness of their own, dancing independently around Aiel.

Each tentacle appeared extremely flexible, like a slender snake, moving lightly through the air.

The ends of the tentacles are forked, like the suction cups of an octopus, able to grab anything they desire, no matter if it is tiny dust or huge rocks, nothing can escape their grasp.

If you look closely, you will find that the skin of these tentacles is covered with strange lines. These lines are intricate and flicker with a faint light.

At this moment, Al is no longer a human being. He is floating in the air, free from the constraints of gravity.

An inexplicable force emanated from Al and began to corrode the bodies of Lin Yi and the other two.

On the altar, the baby stretched out his tender little hands and manipulated clusters of blood vessels that looked like living snakes.

Under the baby's command, these blood vessels slowly moved as if they had life, and then inserted into Al's back.

With the access to these blood vessels, Al's body was infused with an even more violent power.

His movements became faster and his momentum became more fierce.

Chapter 243: Battle against the Ancient God (Please subscribe, please vote)

Under the control of the ancient god, Al slowly turned around and faced Lin Yi and the other two.

The tentacles behind him were like the god of death's scythe, waving in the air, ready to reap the lives of Lin Yi and the other two at any time.

At this moment, Al was surrounded by a strange and terrifying aura.

The air around him began to twist and deform, and the hundreds of tentacles behind him were covered with blood-red mucus. This thing exuded a dangerous aura and seemed to be able to assimilate any living creature it came into contact with.

Al slowly raised his arm and pointed at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi suddenly felt a tearing sensation in his body, as if something was being forcibly peeled off from his body.

[Warning: The hunter is suffering from the effect of 'Shadow Corrosion', taking 51 points of soul damage per second (reduced by 75% by the power of the abyss).]

[Warning: If the damage sustained during the period of 'Shadow Corrosion' exceeds 90% of the maximum upper limit of health, the hunter will be judged as dead. ]

At this moment, Al swung his tentacles and rushed towards Lin Yi.