The BGM from the overhead screen was the only melody at this moment.
Whether it was Lin Xiyue's trio, forcibly calmed by "Sage Mode," or the distant cat-girl leader whose faith and sanity were collapsing in unison, everyone's gaze was locked on the giant trash can that had just executed a shoulder throw.
The wind died down.
The bustling city's background noise vanished.
The Flesh Behemoth's massive body was deeply embedded in the ground, its twisted bones and writhing fascia silently recounting the ultimate humiliation of that single instant.
A trash can.
A container for waste.
Had just thrown a creature representing divine majesty and terror?
"...Logic module continuously reporting errors. Unable to define the current unit's behavior pattern."
Data streams nearly boiled in Su Wan's azure eyes. For the first time, her icy face, exceptionally stern under "Sage Mode," showed an expression akin to a system freeze.
"The unit's movement patterns conform to optimized combat mechanics, yet its physical form... is a waste container. Conclusion: Paradox. Recommend maintaining observation distance."
"My hunting instincts are telling me... Run!"
Xia Lian gripped her greatbow tightly, her voice sharp with tension.
"But my knowledge of traps tells me that no matter what I set, it'll just be treated as 'recyclable waste' and forcibly hauled away..."
"Sis," Lin Xiyue swallowed hard, her gaze darting between the Lordly Trashcan and Lin Qingyue.
"Is... is this your summoned creature? It's... quite environmentally conscious!"
Only Lin Qingyue maintained Robin's gentle, saintly smile, but deep within her eyes, an uncontrollable storm of amusement raged.
This is awesome! So damn awesome!
Cutting down enemies with Jingliu's sword brought the thrill of power.
Educating enemies with a Penacony specialty was a dimensional-crushing blow, a clash of cultures and art styles!
This was the ultimate spiritual ecstasy!
The Lordly Trashcan clearly wasn't giving anyone time to process their shock.
It glanced down at the Flesh Behemoth it had thrown to the ground, its body shuddering in a motion filled with disgust for the filth.
The next second, it moved.
"Screeech! Claaang!"
Amidst the ear-piercing screech of metal, this newly crowned Dreamscape God of War pounced with an agility that completely defied its size!
No flashy skills.
No bursts of energy.
Only the most primitive, purest form of physical education: waste sorting and forced disassembly!
The Lordly Trashcan pinned the Flesh Behemoth with one sturdy iron arm, clenched its other hand into a cold iron fist, and unleashed a furious storm of blows upon the behemoth's "face"!
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The dull impacts rivaled a heavy-duty road breaker, each punch shattering large chunks of bone and splattering foul-smelling pus everywhere.
The Flesh Behemoth struggled wildly, its twisted limbs attempting to counterattack, but the Lordly Trashcan effortlessly neutralized them with an array of unbelievable joint locks.
Twist, bend, lock, dismantle!
Like the most efficient waste disposal worker, it methodically sorted this massive piece of "kitchen waste" by force.
A giant arm covered in bone spurs was brutally twisted off and tossed aside.
The ribs on its chest, which served as armor, were violently pried open one by one, emitting a cringe-inducing "crack" sound.
Soon, the once ferocious and terrifying behemoth was dismantled into a scattered pile of parts, leaving only its core torso writhing uselessly on the ground.
The Lordly Trashcan seemed to think this wasn't enough.
It abruptly flung open its lid, revealing a bottomless, pitch-black maw, like an abyss leading to the void.
Aiming at the largest pile of remains on the ground, a terrifying suction force suddenly erupted!
"Aaaargh—!!!"
The Flesh Behemoth let out a final, mournful, and unwilling shriek before being completely devoured by the black hole.
Clang!
The lid slammed shut, perfectly sealed.
The Lordly Trashcan swayed in place, as if digesting, then let out a satisfied "burp."
A wisp of black smoke, symbolizing complete annihilation, drifted lazily from the seam of the lid.
The entire world fell silent.
But to the Cat-girl Leader, this silence was the most piercing mockery of all.
The world in her eyes was collapsing.
The sacred creation of flesh, treated like garbage.
The great Mother Goddess's gift had become a ridiculous iron bucket's after-dinner dessert.
Her faith, her pride, her everything, were crushed to dust by that satisfied "burp."
This wasn't a battle.
This was humiliation! A trampling!
The ultimate blasphemy against her and the great being behind her!
A despair and emptiness deeper than death instantly filled her soul.
After the emptiness came a madness that would burn everything to ashes.
The sweet whispers of the "Mother Goddess" in her mind vanished, replaced by the endless echo of the Lordly Trashcan's "burp."
This blasphemous sound became the final straw that broke her sanity.
"Aaaaaah—!!!"
Extreme humiliation and failure birthed the most resolute madness.
The Cat-girl Leader let out an inhuman shriek, bit through her fingertip, and a morbid flush spread across her face.
Using her essence blood as ink and the void as a canvas, she began rapidly drawing an incredibly complex and sinister rune
"Warning! High-energy reaction detected!"
In Sage Mode, Su Wan instantly transformed into a ruthless analysis machine.
"The caster is performing a self-destructive sacrifice! Energy fluctuations are rising exponentially! It must be interrupted!"
Before her words even faded, the three had already struck!
"Don't even think about it!"
Lin Xiyue shouted fiercely, charging forward as a streak of light!
On Blackstone's Protection, the Holy Light and Gravity Runes lit up simultaneously, as Holy Charge aimed straight for the casting core!
Xia Lian drew Karula's Greatbow into a full moon, unleashing a magic arrow powerful enough to pierce mountains!
Su Wan pointed her staff forward, condensing extreme cold into a several-meter-long, razor-sharp ice spear that stabbed toward the rune!
However, all attacks were blocked by a writhing, translucent flesh barrier as they neared the Cat-girl Leader.
Lin Xiyue's Shield Bash, Xia Lian's arrow, and Su Wan's ice spear seemed to sink into a viscous mire upon contact with the barrier.
The attacks' kinetic energy was rapidly absorbed, and even the magic arrow and ice spear themselves began to be slowly "devoured" and "digested" by the barrier's fleshy tissue
The Cat-girl Leader's sacrificial ritual was nearing its end.
"Not enough... All of this is still not enough!!"
"Mother Goddess! Your humble servant begs for Your true power!"
She shrieked, her youthful and beautiful face aging at a visible rate.
Dry wrinkles appeared on her smooth skin, and her jet-black hair began to streak with gray, as if ten years of her life had been drained away in mere moments.
In exchange, the blood-red rune completed in mid-air suddenly erupted!
The crimson light devoured all other colors!
Under this ominous power, the entire Dreamscape of Penacony began to tremble and wail violently!