Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v4c30

The God of Malice is Watching the Land: Chapter 30 “The World of Malice”

The towering behemoth let out a sharp, shrill howl. The contamination of “malice” had completely consumed the Demoness of Terror’s body. Its essence was now almost identical to the truth beyond the starry sky.

It… or perhaps it was a more appropriate pronoun, lurked at the foot of the Holy Mountain, its size already reaching about half the height of the mountain.

If it unleashed its full power towards the sky, the false starry sky enveloping the entire world would shatter in an instant, and the terrifying truth beyond the stars would be directly revealed to all of humanity.

But thankfully, it didn’t do this now, because there was still its last obsession on the ground.

Luo Yan and Absolute Death stood side by side, slightly raising their heads to look at this monster.

“Sorry.”

Absolute Death suddenly said.

“…It’s not your fault.”

Luo Yan’s eyes dimmed slightly.

She knew why Absolute Death apologized to her, because Absolute Death ultimately couldn’t save Cecilia.

After the Demoness of Terror occupied Cecilia’s body, the Witch of Absolute Death, while sealing the Demoness of Terror, also had to carefully protect Her, lest She completely devour Cecilia.

But in the end, the Demoness of Terror still lost control. After learning that everything was irreversible, She was completely submerged in “malice,” and even Luo Yan couldn’t save Cecilia under these circumstances.

The current Cecilia… along with the Demoness of Terror, was completely contaminated by “malice.”

Even if Luo Yan had come directly to the Sanctuary regardless of the consequences from the beginning, it wouldn’t have changed anything.

Because her strength at that time wasn’t enough to face the Demoness of Terror, it would only have worsened the situation.

Unless the Witch of Absolute Death defeated the Demoness of Terror beforehand, but she didn’t.

The ancient Demoness of Terror was originally much stronger than the newborn Witch of Absolute Death, only weakened because of her long slumber.

And only after the Witch of Absolute Death obtained the final product of the Church of the End Gods, the scepter that could lead one to ascend to godhood, could she match the Demoness of Terror.

This was already the limit of what the Witch of Absolute Death could do.

But now…

The roaring, ferocious monster before them was a terrifying opponent that even the Old Era civilization hadn’t faced. It was a part of the World Will, and after being contaminated by “malice,” it began to assimilate this world.

Its ultimate form was the planet-sized monster freely roaming beyond the starry sky. Although it hadn’t reached that level yet, it was already beyond what the current Luo Yan could “purify.”

Confronting it was like confronting the entire world, even though it was a virus-like existence in this world.

The ferocious giant monster let out a deafening, sharp roar, all the bulging eyes on its body turning towards Luo Yan and Absolute Death. Before it completely lost its mind, its only obsession was Absolute Death and Luo Yan.

It wanted to destroy them.

Its twisted flesh, rooted in the ground, almost merged with the entire world. This ugly and foul-smelling, terrifying mass of flesh and blood was still growing stronger, gradually transforming, from one of the ten World Wills into a higher-level existence.

Only when contaminated by “malice” could the Gods achieve this.

However, neither Luo Yan nor Absolute Death acted immediately.

Although attacking it during its transformation wouldn’t kill it, it could still inflict some damage.

The reason they didn’t do this was because they were waiting.

“Noah should have retreated to a safe distance, we can act now.”

Illusion’s voice sounded in Luo Yan’s ear. This was her concern.

Now that the Sanctuary’s seal was broken, a battle above the level of the Gods, it was impossible to prevent it from affecting the surrounding mega-cities.

There were many ordinary people in Noah. Even a slight aftershock from the battle could erase them completely, which was something Luo Yan didn’t want to see.

In her eyes, life was life, every life was precious.

“However…” Illusion hesitated for a moment and said with a wry smile, “Shadow actually wanted to face this monster alone. Thankfully, I’ve already stopped her.”

Within the illusion, isolated from the world, a tall woman with long black hair closed her eyes. The tear mole at the corner of her eye added a touch of coldness, but her expression was clearly gentle.

The unconscious Shadow leaned her head slightly against a pair of small thighs, gently embraced by the surrounding fluffiness.

Illusion looked at this old friend who had accompanied her for hundreds of years. Seeing Shadow charging towards the Calamity monster alone, her long-silent heart was finally touched again.

Illusion shouldn’t continue to interfere with the course of this world. Whether someone lived or died should be decided by this world itself. As a visitor from another world, she had no responsibility, no obligation, and no right to influence anything in this world.

The Fourth Saint had already completely perished when Illusion completed her atavism, replaced by the “Illusory Fox.”

However, Illusion couldn’t forget.

The last scene she saw when fleeing from the God “Destruction” was Clan Leader “Red” launching a desperate, impossible attack against the God of Destruction, ushering in the end of their entire race.

Now, a similar scene was replaying, and Illusion, unwilling to see this tragedy happen again, still acted and brought Shadow into the illusion.

“What… dream are you having now…”

Illusion spoke softly, her strange and comical accent unable to hide the sorrow in her memories.

She slowly closed her eyes, leaned down, and her soft lips gently touched Shadow’s forehead,

“Hopefully, in our dreams, we can all encounter the ideal future…”

Within the shattered Sanctuary, Luo Yan received Illusion’s last words, was silent for a moment, then sighed,

“That does sound like something she would do…”

No matter how unreliable Shadow usually was, when danger arrived, she never ran away.

Deep within her heart, there was always a lion ready to pounce, proud and stubborn.

“But this time, you’ve already done your best.”

Luo Yan closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, a startling crimson filled them. Anyone who looked directly at her now would be instantly dragged into the abyss of soul silence, unable to escape.

Even the Witch of Absolute Death was no exception.

—Envy, the Eyes of Fear and Envy.

At the same time, a dreamy, soft veil enveloped her body. The constantly changing colors and the sense of detachment from this world made the current Luo Yan seem like she was in a dream.

Her swaying figure flickered, accompanied by endless spatial debris.

—End, Never Parting from Dreams.

The vast river of time faintly appeared, flowing from here to the other shore, the sun in the sky replaced by a giant clock, countless phantom hourglasses appearing around, slowly flowing down.

—Sorrow, Sands of Time.

And also…

Luo Yan turned her head slightly, looking at the face identical to her own.

The Witch of Absolute Death smiled gently, extended her hand, and took Luo Yan’s hand, their fingers interlocked.

The divine power “Absolute Death” she controlled, countless black Manjusaka flowers, grew and bloomed wantonly on both sides of the river of time, then instantly withered and decayed, black petals scattering throughout the sky.

—Absolute Death, Death.

The powers of the four deceased Gods converged, and an unprecedentedly powerful fluctuation appeared on the land, even Dragon City, far away on the other side of the continent, detected this power fluctuation, let alone Noah, which was in the process of migrating.

And the Calamity monster nearby was stimulated into roaring again, ferocious rage filling the surroundings, the familiar aura of the Gods making it restless, its transformation process interrupted.

Luo Yan looked at this Calamity monster, extended her hand, and seemed to grab something out of thin air.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a sleeping, soul-like little girl with pink, curly hair appeared in her hand, as if peacefully slumbering against her palm.

This was Cecilia’s consciousness, also the avatar of the Demoness of Terror’s power, one of the Gods’ offerings.

—Terror, Return to the Past.

However, it could be clearly seen that Cecilia’s consciousness was completely occupied by a faint blackness, the irreversible “malice” contaminating even thoughts.

But for Luo Yan, “malice” wasn’t a problem. Even if the power was contaminated by malice, she could still use it freely.

Seemingly sensing its power being taken away, the Calamity monster roared again, its transformation process completely halted.

But for the current it, the Gods… or rather, demonic power, was no longer important.

It was the eleventh God of this world, the first Primordial Demon in the true sense, whose true name was “The World of Malice.”

All the parts of the World Will contaminated by “malice” were concentrated within this monster.

If left unchecked, it would assimilate the entire world.

But if it was completely eliminated…

It meant that this world would briefly be free from the contamination of “malice.”

This was a crisis, and also an opportunity.

An opportunity to free the entire world from the shackles of “malice.”

Although after this, the Calamity monsters from beyond the starry sky might notice this last remaining pure land and, driven by instinct, begin to invade this planet.

However…

Luo Yan had already made a plan before coming here.

A plan so mad that even the Witch of End was shocked.

“Now, it’s time for the first step of the plan.”

Luo Yan looked at the sleeping Cecilia’s consciousness beside her, a faint, almost imperceptible smile appearing on the corner of her lips, her expression quickly turning serious.

The Calamity monster, whose transformation was forcibly interrupted, surrounded Luo Yan and Absolute Death, pressing down on them with the weight of the entire world.

Although it was a virus-like existence to this world, it was also the unified World Will, an unprecedentedly powerful God.

“Confronting… the entire world?”

Luo Yan gently held Absolute Death’s hand, and Absolute Death gazed at her profile, an inexplicable glint flickering in her eyes.

Suddenly, Absolute Death understood why the Saint would do anything, even sacrifice everything, to save the world.

The Saint was formed from the former “Luo Yan” and the former “Absolute Death.” They were one and the same. When human civilization was on the verge of extinction, when Old Noah completely collapsed, they stood up.

What they faced was the siege of all the Gods, a situation where a single step back would mean falling into the eternal abyss.

What were they thinking at that time?

“They… should have been thinking about each other.”

Luo Yan noticed Absolute Death’s gaze, turned her head, and smiled gently.

Luo Yan, who only wanted to save the world, and Absolute Death, who wanted to save the world together with Luo Yan.

This scene felt familiar.

Only this time, the opponent they faced was stronger than ever before.

“One guard went mad, two guards were biting, three guards were all alone, four guards held hands and went to heaven…”

In ancient times, the Gods, corrupted by “malice,” began to kill each other, until only one God remained, named “Hope.”

“Five guards all died, six guards were laughing, seven guards were crying, eight guards worked together, nine guards all came out…”

The other Gods, born from “Hope,” once again faced the threat of “malice” and perceived the terror beyond the starry sky.

After experiencing countless Calamities, They finally found a solution that couldn’t be called a solution.

That was to confine themselves, stifle civilization, seal off the starry sky, so that the “World of Malice” would never have the conditions to be born.

“Eeya eeya, ten guards lived happily ever after, eeya eeya, everyone created the most beautiful world together…”

Indeed, there was once such a world, full of charm, containing all the beauty of the world, carrying the hopes of everyone, even the Gods.

But in the end…

What Luo Yan never sang was the last line of the song.

“Everything, everything…”

“Will eventually return to…”

—”The End.”

From then on, there was no world full of life, no future with hope, no past with happiness, only “malice” remained.

Finally, the Gods’ confinement prevented them from suffering the same tragic fate as other planets, becoming the last, lonely, precarious pure land in the vast, “malicious” starry sky.

But now, the boundary painstakingly maintained by the Gods was broken, and the “World of Malice” was inevitably born.

“Since that’s the case…”

Luo Yan looked at the guide cane in Absolute Death’s other hand. This was the ordinary wooden stick she had used for a long time in Ghost Town.

Now it was still just an ordinary wooden stick, but it had been given the symbolic meaning of all the Gods.

“…I will confront it with the world.”

Absolute Death understood and held the guide cane together with Luo Yan, slightly raising it and pointing it at the Calamity monster.

A dazzling light bloomed at the tip of the guide cane, facing the overwhelming, ugly flesh and blood.

The phantoms of the five Witches appeared behind them, no longer in fixed mortal forms, but in their true forms, complete conceptual entities.

Not only that, the false starry sky above began to shake, and the humans on the ground, looking up at the sky, were horrified to find…

The sky was falling.

The dazzling and beautiful starry sky was gradually collapsing. The five eternally slumbering Sovereigns, that is, the five fallen Gods, poured their last bit of power into the light blooming in the boundless darkness.

Confronting the “World of Malice” was… the Gods’ “World.”

“The beautiful world is gone forever, the end of malice is destined to arrive.”

“But we have never given up struggling.”

The Gods’ final song echoed in unison.