Zhan Shen: It’s Just a Sacrifice, How Can I Become a Villain?

472: I never said I was decent!When Song Zhong discovered that Michael had sent his Power Of Faith to the Ghost Country, he knew that something had happened on the moon.

And Michael had encountered a major crisis; otherwise, this arrogant Angel King would not have changed allegiances and believed in him.

From various signs, this matter was inextricably linked to Cthulhu.

According to the original plot, Michael was repeatedly drained of his abilities by Chaos while imprisoned in the Divine Spirit Mental Hospital.

And the recent prayer from Michael was precisely his plea for Song Zhong to find a way to prevent the power of the Mortal Divine Realm from falling into the hands of Chaos.

Sure enough, Cthulhu’s revival had come early.

But if Michael was imprisoned by Chaos in the Mental Hospital of Gods, where was Lin Qi Ye?

Wasn’t that guy tricked by ”Destiny” the Monk into going to Kunlun Ruins to consume the Elixir of Immortality?

Could something unexpected still happen right under the Queen Mother of the West’s nose?

Suddenly, Song Zhong thought of someone: An Qingyu!

He stroked his chin and murmured, ”All three Pillar Gods have revived. If that’s the case, it’s reasonable that Lin Qi Ye couldn’t defend the Mental Hospital of Gods.

Forget it, I’ll plan these things later. For now, I’ll solve the problem of my new believer.”

After speaking, Song Zhong arrived in the Ghost Country. Looking at the turbulent sea of faith clouds in the sky, Song Zhong transformed into a golden light and completely merged with the golden cloud sea.

As a golden light Incarnation, Song Zhong directly followed the trajectory of faith and arrived in Michael’s spiritual world.

Looking at the blurry golden light, Michael knew that it was Song Zhong. His Soul was under the dual suppression of Cthulhu’s Divine Power and the Mental Hospital of Gods, and he was already very weak.

However, Michael’s Soul form still managed to force out a faint smile.

”It’s truly blissful to be your believer; you answer every prayer!”

Song Zhong remained in the form of a golden light, transformed into the Power Of Faith; he couldn’t take on a human form in Michael’s Soul world.

”Hehehe, Michael, you don’t look too good right now. It’s a pity I can’t enter the Divine Spirit Mental Hospital and can only come to your Soul world,” Song Zhong replied.

Hearing Song Zhong utter the name of the Mental Hospital of Gods, a trace of shock appeared in Michael’s eyes.

”Song Zhong, why do you seem to know everything?” Michael’s tone revealed a hint of helplessness. This guy even knew about the existence of the Mental Hospital of Gods.

”There’s no time for that now. As I told you before, Michael, are you ready to pay the price?” Song Zhong asked.

Michael sighed and asked, ”Song Zhong, what is my price then?”

”Your Soul!” Song Zhong said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Michael immediately understood Song Zhong’s plan.

”To strip away my Soul? And thus take the Mortal Divine Realm before Chaos gets his hands on it?” Michael gave a bitter smile, ”Song Zhong, if I didn’t know you, I’d suspect you were the final villain in a game.”

”Hehehehe... Michael, I don’t think I ever told you I was a good guy!” Hearing Michael’s teasing, Song Zhong not only didn’t get angry but laughed happily instead.

”Very well, then I’ll leave the rest to you.” Michael stood there as if resigned to his fate.

Song Zhong said, ”Don’t worry, if you’re lucky, a part of your Soul will remain. You’ve carried so much in this life; you’re truly too tired.

Now, it’s time to rest.”

After speaking, the golden light that Song Zhong had transformed into gradually turned black, like a basin of ink poured into a vat of water.

A chilling and majestic aura emanated from the black light cluster, making even Michael feel a shiver.

Michael stared intently at the black light cluster, realizing that it was utterly pure, completely different from the Origin of Hell represented by Lucifer.

It seemed that the black light Song Zhong had transformed into focused more on... order?

However, before Michael could continue pondering, a giant mouth opened in the center of the black light cluster.

Instantly, a terrifying suction force emanated from the giant mouth. Michael only felt a storm brewing in his Soul world.

The storm was filled with blades that could tear apart the Soul, shredding him into a thousand pieces.

”Soul Devour!”

An ancient and majestic voice came from the black giant mouth. Everything in Michael’s Soul world was swallowed into the giant mouth.

As Song Zhong devoured, he also investigated the abilities he had plundered.

Light of Holy Judgment? No!

Gospel Protection? No... A large number of Soul fragments poured into Song Zhong’s body. After devouring more than half of the Soul, Song Zhong finally discovered the power of Miracle within it.

Mortal Divine Realm! I found you!

After obtaining the Mortal Divine Realm, Song Zhong stopped his ability and reverted to a golden light.

In Michael’s Soul world, silence was restored.

At this moment, his Soul form suddenly shrunk, becoming like a boy of seven or eight years old.

The Little Boy had golden hair and a handsome appearance, but his eyes were hollow, and he sat there motionless.

Looking at Michael’s remaining Soul form, Song Zhong sighed, ”Perhaps becoming a fool is a form of liberation for you.”

After speaking, Song Zhong separated a golden mark of faith and embedded it into Michael’s Soul form.

Although this mark could not help him return to his original state, Song Zhong could use it to provide assistance at critical moments.

After doing all this, Song Zhong no longer lingered and left Michael’s Soul world.

At the exact same moment, in the Mental Hospital of Gods, the virtual turntable’s area belonging to the Mortal Divine Realm began to disappear little by little, as if erased by an eraser.

Chaos sat dejectedly in the director’s office chair, looking at the handwriting in the ”Director’s Log.”

”So, Michael has really become a fool now?”

Now Chaos was in a difficult situation. With the authority of the Mental Hospital of Gods, he could, of course, freely manipulate the patients’ conditions.

But once a genuine illness appeared, Chaos was helpless.

Moreover, the power of the Mortal Divine Realm had now disappeared, so there was no longer any need to entangle with Michael.

”What a headache. Forget it, when I see the Key of the Gate later, I’ll dump this matter on him. That guy loves investigating such boring things.”

Chaos was now a bit annoyed. He had gone to great lengths to obtain the Mental Hospital of Gods but failed to acquire the Mortal Divine Realm.

Looking at Michael’s dazed expression, Chaos felt an inexpressible sense of grievance. He always felt that Michael was mocking him... On the Sea of Mist, Song Zhong had already finished digesting Michael’s Soul.

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed a small boat drifting over from the distant sea.