Chapter 780 - New Gods Are Simple (1/2)
With a gurgle, the Divine Spark was swallowed into her stomach.
Under the surprise and timid stares of the crowd, Miranda suddenly screamed in agony and rolled on the floor, clutching her stomach.
Her face turned extremely pale as a mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth, spilling everywhere as she rolled around.
The sacrificial women around her panicked and tried to rush over to help.
Before they could even get close, a strange force repelled them all, making them unable to advance even an inch.
And Miranda’s screams became even louder.
At the same time, her body changed. A lump of flesh grew like a soup vapor bubble on her body and then exploded, thick black blood spraying into the air like arrows and falling like rain.
Within a short while, a thick layer of black flesh and blood had piled up on the ground near her body.
Miranda was still alive at this point, and even her physical form hadn’t changed much… apart from the bloody tumors that kept popping up and exploding on her body.
Her screams hadn’t even stopped until now and her voice had become hoarse and weak.
As she kept rolling on the ground, she had long since deviated from her original position, a thick layer of blood staining wherever she passed. If a normal person had bled that much and lost that much flesh, they would have died at least a dozen times already, but Miranda was still alive.
However, she was becoming less and less human, tattered and bulging everywhere except for her face, which was still relatively intact.
And off to the side, the dozens of sacrificial women, each one in tears, tried desperately to get closer to Miranda, but they were blocked by an inexplicable force that prevented them from approaching They fell to their knees in the bloodstains, crying bitterly and berating themselves for their cowardice and powerlessness. Several hours had passed at this point, and the tragedy that took hold of Miranda was still escalating
On her back, there was a blood tumor that hadn’t exploded since it had appeared, and it had even gradually turned into a human face.
From the beginning, there was a vague shape of a face, with the outline of eyes, nose, and mouth. Now, the face was so clear that even the eyes were already moving around.
Miranda knelt on the ground. Her consciousness had begun to drift since the blood tumor had turned into a real human face, and even the pain in her body seemed to have lessened a lot.
But at this point, Miranda’s eyes had very little color left in them.
The human face behind her grew more and more alive, coming to life, and began to open its mouth to speak. “Hey, host, eat a few people. Just eat a few, taste their pain, and you won’t have to suffer so much.”
The voice was sharp and grim, with a strong incendiary edge.
Miranda shook her head. “I… have to protect them.”
“But you’re in pain now. Why should you be in so much pain?”
“I will protect them.”
“I can lend you my power, just take a bite and you won’t have to suffer-really, just eat.”
Miranda still shook her head.
Seeing that it couldn’t talk Miranda into it, the human face’s eyes looked over to the group of sacrifices kneeling and crying nearby. “Hey, your little princess is suffering greatly right now-her soul is dissipating. Don’t you want to save her? Hahaha.”
A grim, shrill laugh in Miranda’s voice, but with an extra chilling evil.
Hearing the sound made by the human face, all the sacrificial women looked at it.
The oldest woman stood up and asked, “What do we have to do to bear Miranda’s pain?”
“Sacrifice, sacrifice. Offer your bodies, and I’ll transfer the pain she’s suffering to you. This way, she’ll suffer a little less, hahaha. Will you do it or not?”
“Of course I will.” The old woman wiped away her tears. “It has always been Miranda who has protected us. Now it is our turn to protect her. What should I do?”
“You need only say: ‘I am willing to be a believer of the Maiden of Pain and to bear for her all the pains and sufferings of the world, and for this purpose, I am willing to give my body and soul.’”
The human face attached to Miranda’s back spoke in a demonic and seductive voice.
Miranda’s eyes were already dull to the point of near-death, but she shook her head slightly anyway. “No… don’t.”
The old woman knelt with joy and made the gesture of prayer. “I am willing to become a believer of the Maiden of Pain and to bear for her all the pains and sufferings of the world, and to offer my body and soul for this purpose.”
As soon as these words were said, the old woman’s entire body swelled up rapidly and exploded into a shower of blood without even a scream.
After a few seconds, the kneeling, bloody skeleton then slowly fell to the ground.
“Hahahahaha… sure is interesting, sure is interesting.” The human face behind her kept rolling her eyes around and around, giving a rather chaotic and frightening feeling. Her voice was full of crazy neuroticism. “Die in pain, scream in agony, twist your souls, share the pain of your little princess, and then become my sustenance, hahahahaha.” Hardly had she said that when a translucent spirit of a young girl appeared above the skeleton, who looked very, very much like the old woman, only she was a little younger. Seeing this soul, the twisted human face froze, then she screamed, “How is it possible, how is it possible! Why is your soul not twisted? With all the terrible pain inflicted on your body and soul, why is your soul not twisted, not filled with hate? Why?!”
The scream was full of disbelief and twisted malice.
The soul of the young girl revealed a smile and walked toward Miranda.
That special power that kept outsiders away didn’t stop the soul. “Stay back, you damn thing, I’m telling you, stay back or I’ll kill this Maiden of Pain who you believe in now.”
The soul of the young girl smiled and continued, moving closer and holding Miranda warmly from the back before slowly surging into her body.
“Ahhhhh”
The human face on the back let out a miserable scream, and her voice echoed throughout the divine realm. “It hurts so much, it hurts so much, why does it hurt so much!”
In the corner of each of her eyes, a bloody tear ran down.
And Miranda’s eyes, regaining a bit of color, and her body, which had been about to stop moving, trembled slightly once more.
The offerings saw this and then recited the prayer in unison.
“I am willing to be a believer in the Maiden of Pain…”
“I am willing…”
“I am willing…”
The same prayer was recited and explosions sounded one after another.
Countless bodies of flesh and blood flew apart like beautiful red flowers scattering.
A transparent and exalted soul appeared in their places, then slowly walked toward Miranda.
Watching these souls approaching with a smile, the human face panicked and screamed in terror, “Don’t come over here, don’t come over here!”
Yet these souls turned a deaf ear, and one by one, they looked tenderly at Miranda and merged into her. With each soul that entered, the human face took on a smaller appearance, and by the time the last soul merged, the human face behind her had disappeared completely.
Miranda’s body became intact again, even healthy.
Her skin glowed a faint red, but it was warm and divine and didn’t carry any hint of evil.
The dimly-lit divine realm was also gradually becoming brighter.