[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-124":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273667,4441,"Chapter 124: Severed Hand Shattered: The Demon Buffet","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-124",124,"\u003Cp>Beyond that, why this severed hand appeared here, and who created it, remain unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This familiar feeling—have I entered another plotline again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis had this thought, but quickly snapped back to reality: no matter what plot, soil blocks water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The top priority now is to find the severed hand—it will greatly aid me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Louis thought this, the phone rang again: “Young Master, we found her. She stabbed her father and is now driving toward the XX district… seems to be your school area. Purpose unclear—we’ve dispatched personnel to pursue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis checked the landmarks and realized he wasn’t far from the school district: “Yulenka, change course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulenka’s eyes flickered with excitement; he yanked the steering wheel, and the entire car began to drift, moving at an absurd speed, barely brushing past other vehicles—extreme, utterly extreme!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s eyebrows twitched uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did David uncle teach you this driving technique?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It wasn’t Dad who taught me! I taught myself!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yulenka shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He floored the accelerator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vrrrrm!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The furious engine roared like a beast, shooting forward like a bolt of lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis swore this was a mad racer on Andre’s level—if he rode in Yulenka’s car again, he’d jump out right now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Yulenka might have had some talent—he didn’t flip or crash, arriving smoothly at the target zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis immediately opened the door and dashed out without pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mia had just entered the school gate, heading straight toward the fourth grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nancy… Nancy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, like this—find her, and we’ll be together forever…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mother’s voice echoed in her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, she found her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the classroom, Nancy, in the final afternoon class, was packing up to leave; she should’ve left earlier, but today she’d been mentally drained and delayed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night’s events still affected her—she’d felt headaches while sleeping, and… she’d forgotten some things before, but last night, fragmented memories returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But those fragments weren’t pleasant—bizarre, like a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something inside warned her it wasn’t good, not to probe further, and to find someone… but she couldn’t recall who. Perhaps she should visit a hospital during winter break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, her phone rang. She answered—it was Rebecca, who’d left in a hurry after taking a call last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Nancy, something urgent came up at my place—could you cover for me with a leave? Thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something happened? Leave’s fine, but what’s wrong at your place? Tell me—I’ll help if I can.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…My stepfather died suddenly two days ago. My brother’s acting strange, and even Mom seems off… never mind. I’ll call if I need you. Thanks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The call ended. Nancy shook her head. The student council leadership was falling apart—the president was an idiot, about to be ousted; the vice president’s family had issues, likely unavailable for a while; only she and Patricia remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, had Patricia played that game last night? Nancy instinctively scanned the surroundings for Patricia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a dark shadow burst in from the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strong hands gripped her arms tightly—she couldn’t break free. She looked up and recognized the black female student who’d been the first to try the severed hand last night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nancy, president, please, please, you helped so many people—help me, help me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mia pleaded at Nancy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nancy was baffled: “Get up first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly do you want me to help with?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mia released her grip and immediately pulled the severed hand from her backpack: “This—just once, please. My mother…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she could explain, Nancy saw the severed hand and recoiled instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How is this thing here?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling what this person had said while possessed last night, Nancy immediately suspected the worst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face paled as she stepped backward repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Mia’s ears, her mother’s voice grew frantic: Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! She’s right here—make her shake hands!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears streamed from Mia’s eyes, yet her movements were unnaturally swift as she lunged forward with the severed hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Help me! Help me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were student president—you were popular, you’re a good person—help me! Help me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get lost!” Nancy snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This person had malicious intent—she wasn’t a saint; why should she sacrifice herself for this one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even wanted to kick this person’s head open and see if there was water inside!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So shameless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the few students still in class were stunned, then quickly started taking photos; only Patricia rushed out immediately, trying to block the madwoman for Nancy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Struggling, entangling, pleading…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nancy was no slouch in combat; she didn’t tangle with Mia, instead kicking her squarely in the chest, sending her to her knees, and simultaneously sending the ceramic severed hand flying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white severed hand soared through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside Mia, her mother’s voice turned shrill, joined by countless chaotic, screaming voices: Chaos! Chaos! Chaos!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too chaotic! It hurts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brain trembled; tears and snot streamed down, her pupils spiraled inward like squinting eyes—the severed hand… seemed to have split into two?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mia stretched her arm helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceramic severed hand landed on the floor; cracks exploded outward from the impact point in an instant, then—shattered violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shards of ceramic flew everywhere, revealing the withered arm inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arm was dark brown, completely dried out, with yellowed bones visible—clearly dead for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the withered arm seemed to trigger something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air turned abruptly icy; the lights flickered on and off; doors and windows began moving without wind, banging and clattering violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, everyone felt fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That hand… is it… some kind of curse?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember—this hand is the spirit arm from last night.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bitch! She brought this in and smashed it—is… is a demon here now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Run!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad, the violently slamming doors and windows gave them no chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gradually, blurry figures began appearing in the classroom—faces drenched in blood, half-headless, half-bodied, charred black, rotting with wriggling white maggots…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All gradually materialized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh! My God!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! No! No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Help! Save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone trembled, staring at this scene—the fear of the unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity’s instinctive reaction to the supernatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click! Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden, discordant creaking sound pierced the air, instantly drawing all eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the doorway, Louis punched the door into stillness, then stepped forward with steady, unshaken strides, glancing sideways at them before fixing his gaze on the demons rampaging inside the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, calling them demons was generous—they were more like semi-demons in transition; otherwise, they wouldn’t need the severed hand’s power to manifest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, a few were full demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there are so many…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis couldn’t help licking his lips, eyes greedy: one, two, three…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just like a buffet—pay a fixed fee and eat your fill. Perfect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the intruder, the rampaging semi-demons surged toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A demon with rotting flesh and writhing maggots reached Louis, mouth gaping wide—its tongue gone, replaced by countless tiny holes, some small creatures wriggling inside…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Disgusting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis frowned sharply—these were manifestations of the demons’ corpses before or after death, soul imitations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the visual effect was still too revolting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not eating this one—destroy it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyesore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of Jin Guang, and before the evil spirit could even scream, it vanished completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Louis didn’t care about the evil spirits’ shock—he opened his mouth and inhaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hss~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden suction erupted; Louis’s mouth became a vortex, a quicksand, a black hole…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All to absorb everything it could!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhhhh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evil spirits’ screams did not shake Louis’s composure in the slightest—he even found the sound pleasing, each scream a tally of gain!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I can finally complete my Qi Gong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, one after another, various evil spirits were sucked into that abyss-like mouth; some tried to flee, but too late—they had rushed in en masse, too close to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could only despair as they were dragged into the bottomless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Louis stopped, licking his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nineteen. Not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, evil spirits had no taste—like eating plain jelly with no sugar, utterly flavorless, though that was because they hadn’t been purified or processed yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll deal with them when I get back; for now, let them sit in my stomach. First, let me see what this arm looks like that can summon half a dozen evil spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis scanned the area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, there’s still one left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze suddenly halted on Mia, lying on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, there was still one—still one at the lowest rank of evil spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In my eyes, no fish escapes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1406,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9d85fc0a6c9ceeaea278260b234f25bf43bc06b78e22c3c17a9769b37414c627","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-125","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-123",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]