"Splash, splash..."
Silas's corpse was dissolving, turning into blood that flowed across the street surface.
However, a strange phenomenon then occurred. His body, split in two, actually flowed out far more blood than a single human body should contain.
Moreover, the speed at which the blood flowed was constantly accelerating. By the time he'd completely dissolved, a surging river of blood had appeared on this street!
"How is this possible?!"
Mr. A's expression became extremely dramatic. He shouted in disbelief. The next second, that river had already surged up, sweeping toward him!
"Crash—"
The blood river rose to the sky, viscous and heavy, washing over the street.
In an instant, Mr. A's vision was completely filled with crimson river water.
He saw blood-colored human forms appearing on the river's surface. They screamed in despair, full of malice toward living beings.
Among them, several bodies flickered with spiritual radiance deep within, proving their main bodies were Beyonders.
Above the blood river, a figure surrounded by countless crimson flames aimed at the shocked Mr. A and shot toward him with a boom.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The flames were easily blocked by Mr. A, but after this instant of delay, that blood river had already surged before him, submerging his body.
The river water surged violently, washing over his body, scorching and corroding his flesh and blood.
Countless blood-red human figures appeared on the river's surface, grabbing his limbs, trying to pull him into the river's depths...
"Boom!"
Dim blue firelight exploded with a roar.
The crimson river water was vertically split open by a blazing lava longsword. Mr. A's body Demonized once more.
The high-temperature water vapor around him distorted the scenery, making everything look shadowy and indistinct.
After splitting the blood river with one sword, Mr. A flapped his bat wings and leaped up, flying into the air.
As long as he left the ground, this bizarre river water would be ineffective!
"Roar!"
But in the next second, above the blood river, a female-looking Beyonder let out a scream at Mr. A. Immediately after, an intense pain that directly assaulted his spirit exploded in his mind.
His face showed pain as he cried out. His body then fell crookedly, once again wrapped by the river water.
"Hiss, hiss..."
The corrosive river water scorched his body, sending up white smoke.
Countless faces filled with malice stared fixedly at him, trying to pull him below the surface and make him one of them!
"Get lost!"
A violent storm instantly surged around Mr. A. The fierce wind blew open the heavy crimson river water, allowing him to break free.
Standing in the eye of the storm, his entire body bore marks of scorching. That handsome face now also looked extremely disheveled.
Outside the storm wall, countless fierce visages were crowded together, roaring, trying to launch attacks at him.
"Have you completely gone mad?"
Mr. A looked coldly at everything before him and murmured, "Fine, then I'll wake you up..."
He drew a dagger from his bosom, then opened the clothes on his chest.
On his chest was deeply carved a rose holy emblem of the True Creator.
The wound was so deep the bone was visible, vivid and crimson, depicting roses with extreme luxuriance and an evil aura.
Mr. A's expression became incomparably devout. His fingers tapped lightly on his chest, from bottom to top, from right to left, forming the shape of an inverted cross.
"Praise the Lord."
He said softly, reversing the direction of the dagger and directly stabbing it into his own chest.
"Poof!"
The dagger pierced into the center of the holy emblem, which was also the location of Mr. A's heart. Yet strangely, no blood flowed out.
Mr. A had pierced through himself, yet extreme excitement surged across his face.
Facing the surging river water outside, he loudly issued a prayer in ancient Hermes:
"Lord who created everything!"
"You are the Dominator behind the curtain of shadow!"
"You are the fallen nature of all living beings!"
"Lord! Great Lord! Your humble servant prays to You."
"I beseech You to cast down Your merciful gaze, to turn Your benevolent eyes upon me here!"
As the words of supplication finished, an aura of madness, corruption, and distortion descended with a roar, ignoring the storm wall and the towering blood river, directly falling into Mr. A's body.
Thus, the dagger that had pierced his heart was slowly pushed out. In the depths of that rose, that terrible wound slowly expanded, like an opening eye.
No, that was an eye!
A blood-red eye filled with ignorance, extreme madness, and complete irrationality!
That eye slowly opened on Mr. A's chest, sweeping around, finally settling on the blood river outside.
"Ahh—"
All the crimson figures screamed simultaneously and exploded with a bang.
The heavy, surging blood river suddenly lost control, becoming a pool of dead water that splashed across the ground, slowly contracting, finally merging back into a human body.
Silas appeared on the street draped in a blood-red robe, his face showing extreme pain.
This world has gone mad!
Silas clutched his head, unable to control himself.
When that sword split open his body, he'd even thought his soul would be destroyed and annihilated.
However, it was that sea tide that took effect again. At the critical moment, it had actually blocked the damage aimed at his soul.
But as the price, the illusory sound of the sea tide was also offset, temporarily no longer appearing, and unable to block the True Creator's ravings for him.
So when Mr. A summoned the evil god's gaze, he had no ability to resist and was forcibly awakened just like that.
Everything became chaotic and distorted. Mad ravings echoed in his ears. His fractured psyche kept screaming.
Objects were all deforming, mutating into terrifying and sinister appearances.
Only Ma'am M's figure remained among them, shining with radiance, still looking like her original form.
"Shut up!"
Silas shouted at the ravings in his ears, drew his revolver, and pulled the trigger toward Mr. A.
"Bang bang bang!"
The bullets accurately shot toward the mysterious eye in Mr. A's chest.
However, an invisible resistance appeared on the eye's surface, blocking the Beyonder bullets.
That eye slowly looked toward Silas. He immediately wailed and covered his head.
The mad ravings were affecting his psyche, yet he still struggled to resist, not letting himself be bewitched by the True Creator's voice and become His believer.
"Why do you still struggle?"
After receiving the deity's gaze, Mr. A's expression became indifferent.
He looked down at Silas and said, "Can't you feel the Lord's greatness yet?"
"Who would believe in that noisy bastard!"
Amid the chaos, Silas's head felt like splitting, yet he still shouted.
"Hopeless."
Mr. A said contemptuously, reaching his hand toward Silas...
Just then, behind him, a slender figure was quietly appearing.
"Poof!"
The black-haired young woman's dagger protruded from Mr. A's chest, piercing through the strange pattern on his chest.
That mysterious eye blinked and immediately withered!
"Damn it!"
Mr. A roared, raising his hand to strike backward. The young woman dodged nimbly, but was simply no match for a Sequence 5, easily knocked flying by him.
"How dare you damage the Lord's holy emblem..."
Mr. A walked toward her with a fierce expression.
"Stop, don't touch my sister!"
Silas endured the madness and pain, struggling to stand up and shouted, blocking in front of the fallen young woman.
Then he saw that after hearing what he said, the expression on Mr. A's face was rapidly changing. First confusion, then realization, finally surfacing into a strange smile.
He heard Mr. A slowly ask:
"You call [her]... your sister?"