Born to Be Human (Eight Thousand Words)

The Lord of Pleasure didn't care who this woman was; what concerned Him was this weak, lowly, insect-like life that dared to try and interfere in the conflict between the gods?

Who gave her the courage?

How dare a mere mortal attempt to War God?

Wasn't having Qin Chu enough? Do they really need another one?

Those who defy the gods will be punished by them.

The cold, gloomy, and oppressive gaze merely swept lightly over Florence's body. The next instant, a shrill scream suddenly rang out from the ice.

Florence's body tensed instantly, and an indescribable pain, several times more intense than before, instantly overwhelmed Florence.

That was an indescribable pain.

The scream lasted only a brief moment; soon Florence couldn't even scream anymore. Her teeth were clenched tightly together, and crimson blood covered her white skin.

A faint, cracking sound could even be heard, and tiny cracks could be seen on the surface of those two rows of neat teeth.

Then... with a "poof," a layer of crimson mist exploded from Florence's body.

All the capillaries in his body burst open in that instant.

His entire body looked as if it were directly bathed in blood plasma...

This is the difference between gods and mortals. Florence herself was already at level ninety, and before the Lord of Pleasure descended upon this world, she had even improved further, becoming even more powerful than before.

It's no exaggeration to say that, aside from Demigod, Florence is the pinnacle of human existence.

Yet, with such formidable power, they couldn't even withstand a single glance from a god.

And this was even with the Lord of Pleasure deliberately holding back, not really intending to kill Florence... Of course, don't mistake this for the Lord of Pleasure's mercy.

To reiterate, mercy has never existed for this kind of being.

The reason Florence was allowed to live was simply because, in the Lord of Pleasure's view, some pleasures could inflict more pain on a person than simply killing them.

He's not some barbarian who just swings an axe around all day.

Even in death, one should strive to be as graceful as possible.

In the pool of blood, Florence's body continued to convulse from the intense pain.

Blood and foam were flowing down every tiny wound on the skin.

For Florence, however, the real pain was only just beginning.

Itch!

An indescribable itching swept over her entire body—skin, flesh, bones, even her internal organs were in a state of extreme itching. Despite having lost all strength, Florence managed to lift her right hand and instinctively began scratching herself.

With each stroke of the fingers, large chunks of skin were torn off, exposing the bright red flesh beneath.

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Chapter 537 To Be Born Human (8,000 words)

Her once flawless, fair skin now seemed to be torn off like layers of paper.

That scene.

And the faint, lingering cries of agony only amplify what true terror is.

Florence knew perfectly well what would happen to her if this situation continued, but the itching all over her body made it impossible for Florence to control her arms.

In the blink of an eye, a graceful and beautiful woman was covered in blood.

Unfortunately, Florence's consciousness was still very clear, and she felt all the pain and torment clearly. Even so, Florence never regretted the decision she made.

Hearing the painful groans, the Lord of Pleasure's smile deepened.

This is the art of punishment.

For these lowly deities who dare to defy the gods, killing them directly is not punishment, but a blessing.

Only when other beings witness the wretched and miserable state of the punished will they understand how terrifying the gods are, and how foolish it is to dare to defy them.

Every struggle, every cry of anguish from a woman, every drop of blood flowing from her body carries a heavy weight, turning into fear that weighs on the hearts of others.

The Lord of Pleasure believed that after seeing Florence's terrifying appearance, the others would no longer dare to stop him.

As for the obstacles left by Florence?

Joke.

Those stone walls, which might be quite sturdy to others, were no different from air to a being of the Lord of Pleasure's caliber.

A slender, fair arm swung gently.

"Disappear."

A soft voice came from the Lord of Pleasure.

Ugh.

It seemed as if one could hear eerie wind sounds.

Immediately afterwards, thirteen stone walls, each one meter thick and hundreds of meters high, collapsed instantly.

It didn't collapse, nor did it turn into rubble; instead, it directly turned into fine dust, covering the ground with a thick layer, resembling a desert.

Humanity's power is utterly insignificant before the gods... This disparity can be despairing, an insurmountable gap that no matter how strong your will or how surging your courage, you cannot overcome.

The swarm of venomous snakes spread out once more.

The Lord of Pleasure was curious; what would Eunibena become after being corrupted by Desire?

Will I end up like the other women around me, resisting Desire and struggling to maintain my last shred of dignity and self-respect?

Or perhaps it's utter depravity, transforming from the Earth Mother into the Desire Mother Goddess?

Just thinking about that scene makes me happy.

But soon, the Lord of Pleasure's expression changed. His eerie and handsome face could no longer maintain its previous elegance and smugness, and even became somewhat gloomy.

His eyes immediately shifted to the other side.

On the other side, another woman stood up.

It's Inas.

Even just standing up had taken a lot of Inas's strength; she was panting heavily, her cheeks flushed.

A sense of confusion frequently surfaced in his eyes.

Are gods scary?

It's terrifying. The power of the gods is so immense that no matter what strength a human has, they are like an ant before them. No matter how much you try to show your strength, you cannot hide your weakness and insignificance.

Was my mother's fate tragic?

That's terrible.

His entire body was covered in blood.

Those small, supposedly gentle hands were tearing at her own skin. Her delicate skin was no longer intact; in some places, you could even see the white bones beneath.

Is it foolish to challenge the gods?

Madness!

Nothing is more foolish than challenging an opponent who is absolutely impossible to defeat.

Are you afraid?

Fear!

Having witnessed her mother's fate, Inas understood perfectly well that continuing to defy the gods would result in even more cruel torture.

Even Inas felt like a complete fool. In this situation, perhaps the best option was to obediently prostrate himself on the ground and show his submission and loyalty to this terrifying god?

Perhaps only in this way can I have a chance to survive.

The will to survive is an instinct... it seems better to just cling to life than to live a miserable existence.

As long as you're alive, there's hope; once you're dead, you truly have nothing left.

Moreover, as a fool who still dares to provoke the gods after they have already brought down divine punishment, even death will not be so pleasant.

My fate will be worse than my mother's.

What on earth was I thinking that allowed me to stand up under these circumstances?

Inas didn't understand; her mind was a complete blank. Even she herself didn't know what kind of will had supported her to stand up at this moment.

Is it to wash away one's sins?

I may have committed sins, but at that time, a mark was planted in my soul. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that I had no choice in the matter.

Even if she has committed sins, she has saved thousands of lives in the past year or so. Haven't those sins been washed away?

Was it for the sake of Qin Chu?

I have absolutely no good feelings towards Qin Chu.

Qin Chu was clearly a scumbag in her mind, a womanizer.

Is it because Qin Chu saved him that he now wants to repay the debt?

But it seems there's more to it than that.

It wasn't for Qin Chu, it was for myself, it was for the hope of all humanity on the Skyvault Continent. Qin Chu... cannot die.

She was a person... a weak person, a person in the eyes of an evil god, and a person of the same status as an ant.

So what if you're timid? So what if you're fearful? So what if you're weak?

As a human being, she possessed the pride and honor of being human... Even if she was insignificant and humble before the gods, human dignity and honor would never be so wantonly toyed with.

As a mortal, War God; I, Inas, will die with honor!

Before the Lord of Pleasure, Inas was clearly enduring immense pressure, fear, and pain, yet a smile gradually appeared on her face.

The next instant, Inas abruptly raised his head, staring directly at the Evil God before him once more.

The instant the Evil God's divine form came into view, Inas's eyes could not withstand the impact of looking directly at the deity, and they exploded with a snap.

Dark red liquid rolled down Inas's not-so-pale cheeks.

At this moment, Inas seemed to be completely oblivious to the pain in his body, and with dark red liquid on his face, he let out an almost eerie, maniacal laugh.

The Lord of Pleasure merely watched silently, his face grim, as this lowly woman did everything she had done.

Hearing the woman's unrestrained and blasphemous laughter.

A short gun appeared in the woman's palm.

He didn't stop her; in fact, he was somewhat curious and wanted to see for himself just how far this woman was capable.

Immediately afterwards, Inas used all his strength, both his fighting Battle Qi and magic, to concentrate on his right arm and infuse it into the short spear.

The metal, forged from a high-strength alloy, could no longer withstand such astonishing energy, and cracks began to appear on the gun's surface.

Just as Inas pushed his energy to its limit, a roar like that of a lion suddenly erupted from Inas throat, "Go!"

The gun flew out of his hand.

Like a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

The surging energy made the gun gleam with a bright light.

The incredible speed even turned the gun barrel crimson, as if it were burning.

Go ahead.

Go forth with my Wrath, with my hope, with my pride.

The gun whistled through the air and arrived before the Lord of Pleasure in an instant.

Immediately, it collapsed and vanished without a sound.

Only a few fine ashes remained, drifting away with the cold wind... Inas's all-out attack couldn't even touch the Lord of Pleasure, let alone harm him.

This gap is devastating.

Inas sensed all of this, feeling a mix of disappointment and exhilaration. She gasped for breath, the result of releasing all her power at once causing her entire body to spasm.