In reality, the story called History of Human Violence continued to play on and on.
But Ye Chen himself, standing at the center of these stories, underwent a change even more horrifying than the stories themselves.
His human body had swollen and mutated into a gigantic mass of black, twisted flesh cocoon.
The surface of the flesh cocoon was covered in a dense web of nerves and veins.
Like a heart, the flesh cocoon's body contracted and pulsed rhythmically.
Its surroundings were filled with strange, thick black mist that continued to spread outward without end.
At the same time, a stream of grim, chilling ravings echoed continuously from deep within the flesh cocoon.
"I can't save these dead."
"I can't save them."
"I can't save them I can't save them I can't save them I can't save them I can't save them."
"But at the very least, I still have a chance to make the Butcher pay the price."
"That's fine too."
"This is what I should truly be focusing on."
"Other than that."
"What Hunter duty?"
"What Divine Artifact puzzle?"
"What Holy Light Pure Land?"
"They can all get the hell out of my way."
"All I crave now is prey."
"Prey that I can torture again and again, venting to my heart's content!"
"Butcher or not."
"Abyss or not."
"Every beast and scum that offends my eyes is my food. Not a single one will be spared."
"Jietisikoki."
"I'll wait for you."
"I'll keep waiting I'll keep waiting I'll keep waiting I'll keep waiting I'll keep waiting."
"Come."
"Hurry up and come hurry up and come hurry up and come hurry up and come hurry up and come."
"Ha."
"Hahaha."
"Hahahahahahahahahaha------------------!"
The mad laughter from deep within the flesh cocoon filled every corner of old human history, swiftly