The Origin Realm's assembly line ran at full speed.
Wrath lay sprawled on the black soil, his face twisted by excruciating pain.
The resentment of tens of millions of Blue Star players losing their cool at once slammed into his skull through invisible connections.
"Fuck! What's wrong with this player called Wind Guy? He lost ten ranked matches in a row, so why is he dumping his resentment into my head?"
"And that one whose gear broke during an upgrade! If you want to jump off a building, then do it! Why curse a god in your head?"
Wrath pounded the ground in agony, his hands gouging pits more than ten meters deep.
As an Upper God who controlled High-Dimensional Laws, he normally absorbed only the purest Original Sin Source. Now he was being force-fed these petty mortal emotions. It was worse than pouring sludge into a fuel tank.
But he could not even self-destruct.
The Bottom Layer Logic Qin Chuan had set locked his Energy Core down tight.
Gluttony had it even worse.
Hundreds of mouths gaped wide, dull roars rumbling deep in their throats. The jumble of emotions drawn from Wrath poured straight into his stomach without any processing.
Gluttony could only work the Digestion Law frantically, stripping the impurities from those emotions, refining them into pure Spatial Expansion Energy, then spitting it onto the Origin Realm's land one mouthful at a time.
"Urgh..."
Gluttony retched.
His enormous Flesh Mountain body convulsed violently and spewed out a great surge of pure, colorless energy.
The rainbow membrane at the Origin Realm's boundary absorbed it, gave a cheerful hum, and pushed outward by several hundred kilometers.
1.5 million square kilometers.
1.8 million square kilometers.
The Origin Realm's territory kept expanding at a frantic pace.
Qin Chuan sat on the Dark