Chapter 778 - Forcing the Door Open (2/2)

This made his strength grow tremendously.

Even his own small divine realm had become much more solid.

Playing with the fragment of the Whirlwind Divine Spark in his hand, he was in a somewhat sour mood.

The Brutalization Divine Spark fragment that Roland had thrown out earlier had passed by and flew not far from him, and he had failed to

grab it.

A dozen Evil Gods chased and fought after it, and the fragment went missing somehow.

But all the Evil Gods knew that someone must have hidden that thing, because the Divine Spark fragment was not so easy to refine into their own Divine Sparks.

This was true even for powers of the Evil Gods.

Thinking about the fragment of the Divine Spark that had passed him by, he became more and more frustrated.

Then he reached out and grabbed as a young girl’s figure appeared in front of him.

This young girl looked beautiful, but her eyes were listless and she had obviously lost consciousness. Nedsworth didn’t care. He reached out and closed his hands in the air, and the young girl’s right hand suddenly snapped off, then flew into his palm and was lifted by him.

Then he chewed up this beautiful white arm.

The sounds of sharp teeth tearing flesh and skin rang out.

The young girl with the severed arm had no expression on her face. She had been bleeding profusely from the stump of her arm, and in less than ten seconds, the blood had soaked through half her body’s clothing, and even the ground was covered with a small pool of black and red blood.

The young girl’s eyes were still listless but her face was getting whiter and whiter and even her lips had lost their color.

Her body swayed more and more, as if she would collapse in the next second.

At this time, Nedsworth finally finished the whole arm, and then he pointed at the young girl.

An evil power sealed the stump of the young girl’s arm and even began to help her heal and regenerate the severed limb.

With one more casual wave of his hand, the young girl disappeared, and the puddle of blood on the ground did as well.

After eating some human flesh, the Evil God Nedsworth finally felt a little happier. He continued to refine the Whirlwind Divine Spark in his hands.

And the young girl was transported back to the ground of the divine realm.

The Divine Realm of Suffering was a desolate and extremely badly lit, cold world, without a single water source. The young girl walked numbly on this earth. She was surrounded by cracked lumps of dry ground.

It wasn’t until she walked to a large, black, dead tree that her eyes regained some life.

With one hand, she pushed aside a rock with difficulty, revealing a hole. She wormed in.

Soon, under the eerie white light in a large cellar, a group of people came into view

From old to young, people of all ages.

But all were women.

These women were the tributes that the followers of the Evil God on the main plane sacrificed to Nedsworth.

Hundreds of years of continuous accumulation, the number was at least in the ten thousands.

But most of them died of old age or committed suicide.

Only a few tough-minded or newly-sacrificed young girls continued to survive.

As soon as the young girl returned, many people immediately greeted her.

One of them was an old woman who looked at her hand heartily and said sadly, “That Evil God has eaten your flesh again. Does it hurt?”

The girl nodded.

“Thank you for taking on so much pain for us, Miranda.” Teary-eyed, the old woman stroked the stump of the young girl’s arm.

The others also sighed.

The Evil God was using these young girls as snacks.

But lately, Nedsworth was prone to eating the arm of this young girl after noticing that her meat was getting tastier.

He ate her slowly and didn’t kill her.

In the past, he would have allowed the offering to bleed to death.

No treatment would have been given at all.

“Send over the bucket and the ingredients, I still have to bathe myself and soak up some moss essence.” Miranda smiled weakly and said, “I’m weak now and need nourishment. It’s more efficient to soak it up this way and better for taste.”

“How about someone else?” the old woman said tearfully. “If you continue to be eaten like this, I’m afraid your mind won’t be able to bear it.”

“It’s okay. Coming to this place, I’ll die sooner or later anyway. I’ll use my body to give everyone more time; it’s worth it.”

This time it was only the arm that was eaten, but Nedsworth eventually switched to other parts.

Sometimes it was the leg, sometimes it was the belly, and sometimes it was the liver.

Sometimes it was even the heart.

The offering only had to be saved on the verge of death, and then regenerate their severed limbs or internal organs.

While not specializing in medical abilities, that was something that the Evil Gods could do.

It had been two years since Miranda was sacrificed to this world.

Before, she was just an ordinary lowly nobleman’s daughter, and because of her beauty, she was quietly taken away by the Evil God’s believers and sacrificed to the Divine Realm of Suffering.

Then she was put into this cellar.

This place was slowly chiseled out by the first few dozen sacrifices.

There was no water on the surface, but there was a little underground.

Besides, in the underground, they didn’t need to experience the biting cold winds that eroded the Divine Realm of Suffering.

And there was a moss that grew underground and glowed, which they used as a light source. There were also several mosses that could be eaten. Though they didn’t taste good, they filled the stomach.

This was why they could survive here.

Then she accidentally discovered that Nedsworth particularly favored eating women who ate a certain kind of moss.

So she ate this moss specifically, and surely… now the Evil God was only interested in her flesh alone.

The crowd escorted Miranda back into the depths of the cellar and gave her the largest and most comfortable bed covered with dried moss to sleep on. “When is this going to end.” The old woman sitting on the edge of the bed sighed. “I want to die so badly, but I’m afraid of death.”

“Hang in there. As long as you live, there is always hope.” Miranda, who was sleeping on the bed, took the old woman’s hand and said, “There is nothing wrong with this place except that it is cramped and we can’t eat well. We can still survive, and one day, the Heroes and the knights will charge to this evil place and finish off the Evil God, just like the legends in the books.”

“That’s all a lie,” the old woman said confusedly. “Heroes and knights will only save people in the main plane, and we are in a divine realm….”

Just then, the entire earth shook violently.

They thought at first that the Evil God was angry again. Every time the Evil God became angry, the world would shake chaotically for a while.

But then they realized that this time the shaking was different… The source of the tremor was outside, and more importantly, the shaking was so great that they couldn’t even stand up and all fell to the ground.

What’s going on?

All the offerings looked at each other in confusion.