[{"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-226":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},2273769,4441,"Chapter 226: The Witch","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-226",226,"\u003Cp>In Louis’s perception, a powerful soul force was opposing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This soul force was not only as refined as his Yin Spirit power, but also carried a unique energy fluctuation, as if influencing thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just like Jiali’s, but Jiali’s mental force was crude and direct, while this one leaned more toward illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the intensity was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, the opponent had sacrificed the power to manipulate reality with mental force in exchange for far stronger illusionary effects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder all these armed personnel were lying on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis saw the W insignia on the cuffs and collars of these armed personnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes instantly narrowed; the thought of whether to act vanished instantly—act! He must strike hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t forgotten that this W Company had mobilized forces to hunt down his own company!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He told the driver to pull over, then walked forward; Yin Spirit power coiled around him, forming a perfect sphere like an egg, blocking out the ever-present mental force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving at the entrance to the autopsy room, he glanced at the armed personnel slumped against the door, his insignia notably distinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could act,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the armed personnel’s eyelids twitched, as if struggling to awaken—then, in the next instant, the mental force surged violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sank back into stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, W Company has some substance after all—there are still capable people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He abandoned the idea of killing, and casually tossed him aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped into the underground autopsy room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the autopsy room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female corpse lay motionless on the gurney; beside her, Tang Mi and his father lay on the floor, eyes tightly shut, hands flailing as if in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the shattered lights, the open body storage cabinets, the rumbling thunder…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of it existed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only the growing panic—the son trying to shield his father, only to be shoved away by his father, both desperately fighting to protect each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Presumably, what was happening to them in the illusion was anything but pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was even less pleasant was the female corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The contact between mental force and Yin Spirit force was mutual—Louis sensed her, and she sensed Louis just as clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s overwhelming threat and his unyielding resistance to forced entry into illusion made the female corpse sense danger; she wanted to end this ritual immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these two fools were now playing this ridiculous game of who should protect whom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a waste of time!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Louis closed in rapidly, the female corpse had no choice but to mobilize vast amounts of power to block him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With magic power activated, the Wan Huan Yi faintly revealed a wasp silhouette; Louis’s steps lifted off the ground, and he began gliding low above the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swift and ethereal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mental force surged silently, like seawater pressing in from all sides, exerting crushing pressure on Louis’s “egg.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>countless illusions appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corpses with milky white, sinister eyes walked the corridor; a spider-woman with black hair covering her face clung upside-down to the walls; a giant covered in rotting flesh, chunks falling off to become tiny figures charging forward…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most crucially, the illusions were crafted with extreme realism, and with the mental force’s reality-interfering effects, these monsters produced tangible, physical effects!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words—these monsters’ attacks were fully effective!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying sounds, the slimy textures, the chilling air… all were real!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such a level of illusion, it was only natural for those special armed units to collapse—let alone them, even clergy would fall just the same. But Louis still had to say:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this it? Is this it? Is this it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s lips curled into a feral grin—Hum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic power surged like flooring the accelerator, while Yin Spirit power fully condensed around him, forming an impregnable fortress wall with not a single crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Illusion is a power both mighty and feeble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mighty to the point of terror, feeble as a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it all depends on who the opponent is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for her, Louis’s resistance was off the charts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wan Huan Yi! Pure Yin Realm cultivation base! Zhen Hun Chi!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three buffs stacked on him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You, a naked talent monster—how dare you fight me?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello baby! Louis is here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the howling wind and the Yin Spirit power amplifying his voice, Louis’s words spread far and wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The invisible, colorless Yin Spirit force coalesced into countless blades and spears, condensed upon the egg-shell, charging like an armored vehicle, smashing through the crushing mental force into shards!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls cracked under Louis’s impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shortest distance between two points is a straight line—this principle was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis understood it, and so did the female corpse, alive but trapped in her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Louis drew near, her eyelids began to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad her body hadn’t recovered—if it had, she’d already be running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She deliberately severed an invisible thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Mi and his father instantly stopped shoving each other, collapsing weakly against the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the armed personnel who had intruded into the ritual and been ensnared by the illusions, they all accelerated their suicides—gunfire erupted continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang bang bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warm blood splattered across the grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the captain, who clearly recognized within the illusion that he was under its influence, chose not to kill himself—he kept running, running, trying to escape the pursuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After performing these acts, the female corpse seemed to have broken some restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gurney began moving on its own, without wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wheels turned; the gurney, bearing the female corpse, rolled outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chose to flee!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a soul with thought, intelligence, and the ability to manipulate others and orchestrate rituals, she was clever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If things turned bad, retreat a step!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That brute was about to smash through the wall—now was the perfect time to run!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wheels spun rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gurney’s speed became astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carrying the female corpse, it raced toward another direction, attempting to detour to the underground elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, stairs and uneven surfaces existed, so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click click click—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gurney bounced up and down, swaying wildly like a trampoline, racing forward; the female corpse lost her earlier calm, the composure she’d shown while weaving dual illusions and manipulating minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She jolted violently on the gurney, looking absurd, and with those unblinking gray eyes, an uncanny feeling arose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gurney halted before the elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap tap tap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator button was pressed repeatedly—over a dozen times in quick succession, clearly how desperate she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the elevator didn’t care—it moved at its own pace; despite the gurney’s frantic collisions, the elevator slowly opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gurney ceased its collisions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motion somehow gave the impression of a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the gurney was too large for the elevator’s space, it flipped over, forcing itself vertically into the elevator—consequently, the female corpse sat upright, stiffly, in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator doors slowly closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A howling rush of wind came roaring past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, the cruel laughter was painfully sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“hellobaby!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s figure raced toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click-click-click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buttons were frantically pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the elevator just stubbornly, dazedly, closed slowly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very last moment before Louis arrived, the elevator doors shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female corpse leaned against the cold elevator wall, feeling a long-forgotten sense of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the first time she’d felt this since her death nearly three hundred years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, luck had run out—she’d truly met a hardened opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging by the soul strength of that insane brute just now, he was far stronger than her; if they’d clashed directly, she had no confidence at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it didn’t matter—since she’d escaped, she could just hide a while longer. In today’s society, with its dense population, police often solved cases and took corpses back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this fast-moving method, she wouldn’t recover as slowly as she had over the past few centuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she was fully resurrected and completed the Demon King’s ritual,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just one human—even wiping out all of humanity would be no problem!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as I escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? Is this elevator so old that it’s still lagging?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click-click-click—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator shuddered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed about to ascend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator doors were suddenly torn open, ripped wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stuck his head in, cleverly imitating Johnny from The Shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinning at the corpse, “Little bunny, Louis is here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, like a Sichuan face-changing trick, his expression shifted back to calm normalcy. “Tsk. Psychopaths really aren’t my forte.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed both hands on either side of the doors and forcibly tore them open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, his Yin Spirit power had already sabotaged the elevator’s internal wiring—just as ghosts often did, destroying the circuits to trap humans with no escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it was just a swap of attacker and defender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No real difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis looked at the pale female corpse, her chest exposed, and smiled. “So, what kind of demon or monster are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop pretending. Your red eyeballs are about to burst into tears.” Louis stared straight at the soul trapped within the corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked roughly like the corpse, but only roughly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why put it that way?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because her soul preserved the exact form she had at the moment of death!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her entire body was charred black, a mix of burnt, rotting flesh and fresh tissue; all her hair had been burned away, leaving a bald scalp; her mouth, stripped of lips, revealed only white teeth like false dentures; thick, yellowish, murky corpse oil dripped slowly from her flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complete evil spirit burned alive by fire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this evil spirit was now locked tightly within the corpse, unable to move, forced to act on the physical world only through its powerful soul energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, two blazing red orbs stared in terror from her pitch-black eye sockets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can see me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis blinked, stepped into the elevator, and brushed off nonexistent dust. “Of course. Your appearance is truly grotesque. Did you die by fire?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it, I won’t ask that. First, tell me how you gained this kind of power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since communication was possible, he naturally had to ask about the source of her strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the years, the monsters he’d faced were mostly low-powered or too savage to talk to—this one was different. She seemed intelligent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, she was the first spirit he’d encountered in all these years whose power had broken past the Evil Spirit tier and reached Demon-tier levels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very curious indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And facing Louis’s question,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the corpse chose to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She began telling her story.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It all started with the 1693 Salem witch trials—their brutality and the dark forces behind them terrified many witches, who fled in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the trials, many witches were captured and brutally burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the real victims were mostly ordinary women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extortion, false accusations, rape, framing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Humanity’s evil was unleashed at that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you labeled a woman as a witch, you could legally extort her money—or even her body—without facing any punishment!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some went even further: they slandered her, sent her to the pyre, and stole her life outright!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason? Simply because she was the miller’s daughter, and others envied her white bread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or because another woman, jealous of her beauty while she herself was plain and unattractive, reported her out of envy...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reasons were endless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it became a full-scale public frenzy. The mob, lost in collective hysteria, had completely lost reason and spiraled out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This mad fire even spread to upper-class women—wives and daughters of the elites who had secretly driven the campaign were doused in oil and burned alive, utterly consumed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did the madness finally stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth proved: nothing ever ends until it burns the upper class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She, a farmer’s daughter named Alice, suffered a cruel fate simply because of her natural beauty—accused of being a witch, she was burned alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why she became like this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she didn’t fully understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only knew that over time, her power slowly grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I didn’t mean to hurt them. I couldn’t control my power. I’m sorry. Truly sorry. If I could, I’d apologize to you all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“C-Can you not kill me? I’m afraid of pain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Being burned alive... it was so painful... waaah...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her voice cracked with sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis softened his demeanor, no longer cold and detached. He looked at Alice with pity and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see. You’ve had terrible luck. I’ll spare you—but you must stop influencing others so recklessly. You kill too easily.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crouched down, staring at the corpse, and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the corpse, Alice’s eyes, blurred with tears, shone with gratitude. “What’s your name? If I ever recover, I’ll thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, no need. I think you don’t need to know my name,” Louis said strangely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice stared at him, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis only looked at her with pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gaze held only pity... no, something else—something... condescending contempt!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice’s wide, gray-white eyes suddenly blazed with intense light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was her hidden killing move!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d been waiting to lull this fool into complacency!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she didn’t understand why his expression had suddenly changed, she knew: strike first, survive; strike late, die. If she didn’t act now, she’d never get another chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummm!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the space, an extreme illusion appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusion began to blur into reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator, the corridor, the underground morgue—all vanished. In their place stood a village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A village with an old Western flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Villagers in tattered clothes, holding torches, stormed angrily through the streets, searching for something. At the front walked an old man in a bishop’s robe, yet oddly out of place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what they were searching for was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black hair whipped wildly, blue eyes, lips vividly red with blood, and a beautiful, delicate face—it was Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Alice seemed to be performing some ritual; six or seven figures in black robes were slicing her skin to trace patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gluttony Witch! Your end has come!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man roared with righteous fury, then a crowd of villagers charged forward with pitchforks and torches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice, who had been in the midst of an unbreakable ritual, suddenly moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She waved her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast, jet-black mouth suddenly appeared, splitting the fastest-charging villager in two just before he reached Alice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze at this sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alice did not seize the chance to retaliate; instead, she turned toward the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr., are you not going to come out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis shook his head and stepped out from the corner, gazing around at the surroundings with wide-eyed wonder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly hadn’t expected illusions could be used this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt almost like a replacement for reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, was the environment around him still an illusion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t expect you to surprise me like this—worth the pity I just felt for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That look just now—so strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he… pretending?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he never been deceived at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, that couldn’t be—if he’d seen through me, why would he let me launch my killing move?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was bluffing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis ignored Alice; the killing technique she had prepared was merely a recreation of the scene of her death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Temporarily restoring her former power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, this creature was a witch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis had never been fooled from the start—come on, any modern person who’s survived in society isn’t that easily deceived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, there were too many inconsistencies about her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Louis never believed her from the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was merely buying time to seal off the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he hadn’t expected her to pull off something like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Illusion descended, replacing reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like a fixed barrier or a virtual space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, if they truly fought, could this illusionary space hold up?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s magic power surged rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blood-red pearl shot into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a single breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red meteor appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis floated into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down coldly at Alice’s frozen face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said nothing—she was already trapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved his hand lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meteor descended from above with unstoppable force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alice’s eyes went wild; at this moment, she revealed her postmortem form once more—a jet-black mouth ten meters wide, trying to swallow the meteor whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson fire fell from heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The village was utterly destroyed; all the villagers dissolved like ripples in water—no, not just the villagers, the entire “world” trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusion that had covered and replaced reality was shattered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything returned to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed nothing had changed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Louis’s hand, the Blood River Pearl emitted terrifying fluctuations, poised to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2793,"2026-06-19T23:34:31.517Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b15fe0b3caf6b098023e0e185af30acbd6a24c6e6835c57bc2989ac6f5457d5e","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-227","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-225",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]