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91: Activate the Heart of GodWhoosh!

Yang Kaishan, with a raise of his hand and a swing of his blade, sliced another gigantic worm in half, just as it emerged from the flesh swamp.

”Hahahaha!” He laughed uproariously, looking up at the sky.

”Is that all you’ve got? Send out your queen worm! Sending these small fries is just serving up food!”

The flying insects clearly didn’t understand his provocation; they merely charged at him mechanically, then self-destructed the moment they got close.

But Yang Kaishan paid no mind, easily waving his arm to block the explosion’s shockwave, then absorbing all the corrosive insect corpses into his body.

After absorbing them, he didn’t even hesitate, directly choosing to commit suicide—this was a method of operation he had long grown accustomed to.

A moment later, Yang Kaishan revived once more from the flesh swamp, each rebirth accompanied by even more maniacal laughter.

At this point, he had completely lost his human appearance, his entire body almost entirely transformed into an insect form; the only thing he retained was the ability to stand and walk like a human.

”Not enough! Not enough! Where’s your queen worm? Quickly call her out!”

Yang Kaishan roared, his voice filled with madness.

”I want to see just how powerful she really is!”

At this moment, Yang Kaishan had long been completely corroded by desire, not caring at all about the changes happening to his body, nor that his mind had fallen into chaos.

”Oh? Are you looking for me?”

A voice of extreme charm suddenly came from the thick blood mist, interrupting Yang Kaishan’s roar.

He spun around abruptly, only to see the so-called queen worm leaning languidly against a thousand-meter-tall giant egg, her purple eyes shimmering with a heart-pounding light.

”Hahahaha! Finally willing to show yourself?” Yang Kaishan laughed wildly, his insect-transformed body trembling violently from excitement.

”Let me taste the queen worm’s flesh and blood… is it more delicious than those useless ones!”

The queen worm shook her head slightly, a mocking smile playing at the corner of her lips:

”Tsk tsk, since you’ve already become a member of the insect race, do you still wish to resist your King?”

However, Yang Kaishan had no mind to comprehend this sentence; his mind was only filled with the craving for the queen worm’s flesh and blood.

He pounced forward ferociously, moving as fast as a black shadow.

Just as he was about to close in on the queen worm, her purple eyes suddenly lit up, erupting with a suffocating power.

Immediately after, she parted her red lips and uttered two cold words:

”Kneel, and welcome your King!”

”Boom—!”

Before her words even finished, Yang Kaishan’s legs lost control as if struck by lightning, heavily kneeling into the flesh swamp.

His knees slammed into the viscous swamp fluid, splashing up large amounts of foul-smelling blood plasma.

”Ahhh! What… what’s happening?!” Yang Kaishan’s face was filled with shock and incomprehension, yet he found that no matter how he struggled, he couldn’t stand up.

Suddenly, he fell to the ground with a thud, trying to prop himself up, but his entire body seemed out of control, unable to move.

This feeling was as if the power wasn’t externally imposed, but rather an instinctive reaction emerging from the depths of his own being.

When he looked up at the woman before him again, Yang Kaishan felt a pang of conflict—just now he had thought of her as the ”queen worm,” but now that title seemed so inappropriate.

Instead, a more awe-inspiring identity emerged: ”King.”

”Ahhh!” He suddenly realized his thoughts were changing and screamed in terror, but his voice became hoarse and strange, even carrying a shrill, insect-like tone.

His pupils contracted violently, his eyes filled with resistance and struggle, attempting to break free from this restraint.

”No… impossible! How could I possibly obey you?!”

However, Yang Kaishan’s body remained stiff as stone, as if bound tightly by invisible chains, unable to lift even a single finger.

The woman slowly approached, gently lifting his chin with her slender fingers.

Her eyes were as cold as frost, her purple pupils exuding a suffocating pressure.

”Do you think there’s no price for eating my subjects?”

Her tone was low yet full of menace, like a venomous snake slowly injecting its venom into its prey.

”Every insect you swallowed carried my will.”

”They took root in your blood, grew in your bone marrow, and slowly rewrote your instincts.”

Yang Kaishan trembled all over, clearly feeling a strange yet familiar power invading his consciousness.

The subtle, needle-like sensations seemed to come from countless tiny insects crawling in his blood vessels, gnawing at his sanity.

His vision began to blur, and the woman before him gradually transformed into a towering presence, sacred and inviolable.

”No… no! I am Yang Kaishan! I am human! I…”

He desperately tried to shout, but his words stopped abruptly before he could finish, as if continuing would touch upon some fatal taboo.

”Look, your body is much more honest than your will.”

The woman chuckled, her fingertip tracing his cheek, her tone gentle yet harboring murderous intent.

”From the moment you first devoured my subjects, you were no longer the original you.”

Yang Kaishan’s consciousness gradually blurred, his memories fading like a receding tide, replaced by an ardent sense of loyalty.

His throat emitted a low whimper, and he finally lowered his head, his hoarse voice filled with reverence:

”King… I… pledge my allegiance to you.”

The woman nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at Blood Skyhawk and the others not far away, a cold smile playing on her lips:

”Good, my first Great General has submitted. We can go now.”

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The Bay, this once tranquil and peaceful place, was now tainted with a strange aura.

The clamor of battle had enveloped the entire battlefield, and the air was filled with tension and destruction.

”Rumble!!!”

Amidst this deafening roar, the silver armor piloted by Jin stood out particularly.

However, it no longer had its former dazzling brilliance; instead, it was covered in disarray—the armor’s surface was covered with scratches and dents of varying depths, its originally incredibly sturdy outer shell now riddled with holes, as if it would completely disintegrate at any moment.

Just at this critical juncture, a hugeGhost Hand (Ghost Hand of the Underworld) descended abruptly from the sky, like a bloodthirsty beast, smashing down heavily on the steel city wall with overwhelming force.

The impact was too violent, directly sending Jin’s armor flying, where it crashed heavily into the city wall with a dull thud.

However, the moment the armor touched the city wall, something strange happened.

The golden Godshard Fragment embedded in the armor suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light, like lightning in the night sky, spreading to the entire armor in an instant.

Incredibly, the originally scarred and precarious armor began to rapidly repair itself!

The grotesque cracks gradually healed, the dented parts slowly smoothed out, as if time had been reversed, and the armor regained its dazzling brilliance.

Golden light flowed like water over every inch of the armor, and wherever it touched, all damage vanished without a trace.

Inside the cockpit, Jin’s fingers danced rapidly across the control panel, leaving behind streaks of afterimages.

Seven Godshard Fragments simultaneously radiated brilliant light, each emitting different energy fluctuations.

”Activate Heart of the Gods,” Jin’s voice was cold and firm, without the slightest waver.

As soon as he spoke, the seven gems on the mech’s chest detached from the armor and floated in mid-air, arranged in a perfect circle.

These gems began to vibrate violently, releasing multicolored energy beams: crimson symbolized burning, azure represented freezing, emerald contained corrosion, and purplish-black signified annihilation...

Various forces intertwined, forming an unprecedented power.

The Lord of the Underworld on the opposite side witnessed this scene, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but then he revealed a playful smile.

”Interesting,” he murmured softly, a cold smile playing at the corner of his lips.

The pages of his grimoire flipped wildly, as if responding to some summons.

The thousand-zhang phantom, not yet fully formed, suddenly roared up at the sky, its voice shaking the clouds.

Its body began to devour the surrounding light, plunging the entire world into a strange darkness.

”Go!” Jin pressed the final activation button without hesitation, his entire aura instantly rising to its peak.