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【”Breaking news! The final winner of the state religion election may be the Holy Sect!”

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“More than half the members of Parliament have voted in favour!”

The newspaper’s eye-catching headline shone in large black characters.

The beautiful-looking woman in a form-fitting suit looked at the newspaper in her hand with a glum face.

All the evidence she’d collected was worth less than a sentence from a sect that was deeply entrenched in this country.

Everything she’d done was absolutely futile!

Recalling the nightmare of a time she’d experienced in that small town, Karina once again slammed her fist into the table.

So many people’s deaths have just been swept under the rug!

She wouldn’t stand for it!

The black and white television in the office started broadcasting the latest news.

“The Pope will deliver a campaign speech before the final ballot is totaled; it’s clear that the victor will be the Holy Sect.”

“In these few short years, the devotees of the Holy Sect have occupied two-thirds of the country’s population and have begun to spread across Planet Clay.
It’s a miracle!

“Long live Samael!”

The reporter’s happy grin stretched from ear to ear.】

——From “《Nightmare 2》

Zhou Yu watched the billowy figure slowly angle the scythe towards Warren.

What is that?

The dark-haired boy stared straight ahead with a blank face and wide eyes, which just made his foe even more incensed.

Warren frowned and thundered towards the cannon fodder with the resolution to snap his leg.

Disobedient natives are so troublesome.

Moreover, people who got dazed in moments like this were just overestimating their own ability.

Boom—

The burly man who never took the native’s actions to heart promptly got his ass knocked to the ground in a cloud of dust.

“How did you-!”

Although he had good reason to underestimate his enemy as one of the top reincarnators, being toppled by a small-world native was an extraordinarily unusual thing in and of itself.

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Severe pain coursed through Warren’s body, like he was fighting against someone on the same level, but there was only a weak-looking, ant-like native in front of him.

The sense of danger from before seemed to have disappeared, and now, all Warren could feel was overwhelming fury and shame.

To be beaten by someone he saw as nothing more than an insect was just too humiliating.

He now only had one goal in mind, which was to tear the native in front of him to pieces—this was inconsistent with his usual modus operandi where he ruminated over every action carefully, but at the moment, Warren couldn’t even recognize his own abnormality.

Anger and an unknown force blinded him and made him ignorant of the danger at hand.

The dark-haired boy stepped back, staring at the bullish man in front of him and bracing his trembling leg with his hand.

In order to gain some distance between him and his opponent, Zhou Yu had to expend quite a bit of energy.

Fortunately, he got a very satisfactory result, his success even shocked the burly man!

However, it was a bit strange.

How did his strength grow so quickly? It was to the point that he could easily knock over a man twice his own size.

With a pair of bright blue eyes, Zhou Yu gazed up at the shadow again.

For some reason, the shadow seemed to have the same aura as the figure in the drawing he made—the one of Samael, the demon god of anger and revenge.

The youth also felt like his currently strengthened body had some connection to the hovering reaper.

Warren stood up and glared at the damned cannon fodder with the little vigilance he had left. [1]

A huge lightsaber appeared in his palm as he fiercely slashing at the native who pissed him off to no end.

The concentrated beam of light sliced through the earth, the groove left behind revealing the wet dirt and rocks that had previously laid underneath.

Zhou Yu evaded as soon as he saw Warren swing, but was still forced backwards to the villa door by the attack’s shockwave.

Looking at the deep scar in the ground, Zhou Yu got even more serious.

Sure enough, there was no way to fight him directly.
This guy’s ungodly weapon was really outrageous.

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, aimed the blade in his hand at Warren’s neck, flung it, then turned and ran into the villa regardless of whether or not the projectile had hit its mark.

He only threw it to stall for time.
Whether or not he actually hurt the guy was secondary.

Warren watched the indigenous man escape into the villa, and was so livid that he was ready to split the knife chucked at him in half then rush in and destroy the insect that kept evading him.

But the next instant, he realized that he couldn’t move at all, and the small knife that he hadn’t paid full attention to had sunk itself into his throat.

The reincarnator’s mouth was full to the brim with blood; the veins in his eyeballs even looked like they would pop at any moment.

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Having regained his reason, Warren exhausted his energy to look behind him.

His bloodshot gaze met a pair of tyrannical and bloodthirsty blue eyes.

It was—the demon god Samael’s incarnation from the third movie.

The Lord of Nightmares, Morris!

How is he here?! At this time!

Horrified and slightly confused, Warren struggled to stay conscious, but ultimately, the last connection between the soul and body was slit by the invisible sickle resting on his neck.

In the end, Warren, the fortified powerhouse who enjoyed a great amount of respect in the reincarnation space, died to an insignificant knife.

The dark, intangible shadow of a human holding a sickle looked at the filthy soul falling to the ground indifferently, and crushed it.

Then the faint silhouette disappeared.

***

Legend has it that Samael had the power to confuse the human mind.

He will fulfill your wishes, give you endless power, destroy your enemies, and satisfy your greed.
The only cost—to join him in hell. [2]

Although countless gods had been buried by the torrent of time, their power would last forever-quietly waiting for heirs to appear and inherit their will, continuing the cycle of eternal divinity.

Morris’s figure faded and disappeared, only his ironic laughter lingering in the air.

“Jiejiejie—Hide soon.
The seeker is released in one minute.
Pray to your god that it doesn’t find you!”

Al saw the door of the conference room unlock and immediately threw it open before running away.

Although the plot’s changed a lot, Morris’s personality shouldn’t have.

He liked to play tricks on others and watch them reveal their most despicably fearful sides, even intentionally letting people see a glimmer of hope and then crushing it into dust.

So Al wasn’t sure if the “game” was fake or not, but he could guarantee that Morris wouldn’t openly break the rules of his own games; he wanted to give them hope.

But the count down is only a minute…

He had to find the other members and make a plan, fast.

Watching the white-haired man dart out the room, the believers who were still alive took the chance to leave and rush the villa’s main entrance.

They just wanted to live!

Their only chance of survival was to get outside!

As a result, more than a dozen people were desperately trying to squeeze out the villa doors.

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This left many bodyguards in the villa confused.

“Gentleman, what’s wrong? Do you need help?” The captain of the guards braced a middle-aged man who was almost thrown down the stairs.

But the middle-aged man didn’t thank him in the slightest.
Instead, he pushed away the bodyguard who supported him, his expression frantic: “Go away! Don’t block Laozi! Do you want to die?!”

Facing this noble gentleman who used to be arrogant and now looked like a lunatic, the captain unconsciously let go and let him continue rushing downstairs.

What the fuck happened?

The captain stared at the insane group of nobility with wide eyes.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

Obviously, crazy people and small spaces would lead to accidents.

A man without proper support was shoved down the stairs and got his head cracked open.

The other believers were too focused on trying to escape and had no time to help the poor injured man.

They ignored him and continued to flood their way down to the foyer.

“Open the door! Why is the door not open! Quickly open the door!” The first believer who got to the door pounded on the solid alloy while screaming their head off.

The other terrified believers also started slamming on the door in hopes of breaking it open.

However, it was entirely useless.
Even unlocked, the main entrance wouldn’t move at all.

The despair in the air was so thick that you could cut it with a knife.

“Jiejiejie—the one minute grace period is over.
Game, start!”.

Everyone shuddered and drew closer to the door in a large clump.

Thoom, thoom, thoom!

Heavy footsteps thudded down from the floor above, slowly engraving dread onto the listeners by the door.

Metal clinked and jingled on the floor, and the true visage of the monster standing on the landing was finally clear.

The ominous figure of an ox-headed humanoid wielding a machete was the view that entered all the watchers’ eyes. [1]

It’s face had traces of sutures all over, yet the fangs in its maw gleamed with a cold and bloodthirsty light.

“Graauughhhh!!!”

The monster’s guttural roar rang through the villa as if to announce the beginning of the game.

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“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! No, monster!! Roll!! [2]

A man in a suit and loafers closest to the stairs clung to the railings and wailed in terror.

But even so, he couldn’t escape his fate of being caught by the unnatural being.

Half of the man’s body was fed into the monster’s mouth, but he was still crying out for help, continually screaming.

“No—save me!”

No one even tried to help free the guy from the ox-headed humaniod’s grasp.

They just eyed him being devoured by the monster and didn’t dare even twitching a muscle.

“Eh, is nobody moving?”

Seeing such a boring scene, Morris sighed with regret and disappointment.

“It’s a pity, this is hide-and-seek.
If you just stand there, you’ll be eaten~” Morris smirked.
“Do you want to turn out like him?”

“Or are you expecting your God to save you?”

“Jiejiejiejie, sad, ignorant souls.[3] If your God still exists, how did you fall to this point?”

“The gods died a long time ago, only demons still walk this world.”

Morris’s low voice carried unprecedented malice, so much so that everyone who heard it felt a chill rise inside their hearts.

“Now then, demon, come and enjoy your last game! Jiejiejiejie—!”

The reason an entire group of petrified people got plunged into chaos was due to their fear and loss of faith, spreading the craziness even further.

“Oh God! The Lord will come to our rescue! Uhgft—!”

A preaching lunatic was smashed by a chandelier that fell from the ceiling.

“Look, your god came to save you from hell!” Morris’s eerie laughter echoed.

The people who witnessed this scene completely broke down, and the screams continued.

“Ahhhhhhh! Demon! You demon!”

“No no!!! Don’t kill me! I don’t want to die! I don’t believe it! Wuuuu!”

“Ahhhhh! Save me! Save me!”

The monster’s killing spree had begun.

The smell of blood permeated the whole villa, and the screams and keening became the accompaniment to this piece of beautiful death.