San Hua Would Never Tolerate Others' Humiliation

After the notarization was complete, Chen Yi was thrown back into his room.

The Slaughter Clone had not returned with him. After consuming the notarized Devil Fruit,

the Slaughter Clone would begin working for the Game World for free, killing the more troublesome Elemental Mages across various worlds.

Chen Yi actually did not quite understand what rank the Slaughter Clone currently held.

The Digital World already counted as a complete world. It had neither condensed a World Heart nor formed any authorities.

The power that should have been used to create authorities had instead been used to form the Slaughter Clone's body.

This gave the Slaughter Clone some unusual traits.

For instance, he could cast his gaze upon certain beings and lend them a small amount of murderous intent.

Forget the Power of Tribulation—even murderous intent was not something just anyone could bear.

If they endured the effects of that murderous intent, they would become followers of the Slaughter Clone.

They would assist this Deity in carrying out the path of tribulation.

Tribulation was destruction, but not mere slaughter.

If it had to be described, it was somewhat like the Heavenly Fortune Guild's slogan: follow the will of heaven.

These followers were extremely pure.

You could kill a thousand people, ten thousand people, or a hundred thousand people, and these followers would not even spare you a second glance. They might even applaud and tell you how amazing you were.

But if you endangered the world, then sorry.

The Digital World would slowly grow through the data provided by these followers.

Chen Yi rubbed his arm. At the location corresponding to his soul was an imprint shaped like a bookshelf.

"Let's call it the Slaughter Library."

This library could not help Chen Yi much for now. The Digital World's power