[{"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-236":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},2273779,4441,"Chapter 236: The Origin of the Severed Hand, Ability Transfer, Unexpected","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-236",236,"\u003Cp>“Tommy, let him go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy obediently released Kelly but remained standing nearby, alert and watchful, his eyes sharp with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his backpack behind him, a wooden puppet’s head secretly peeked out, its eyes fixed on Kelly, as if judging whether this man could be killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly broke free but dared not resist at all—he was no fool; even with his ability, he knew he was no match for these people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Domino had also been restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His only hope might be the man standing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis walked over. “How did you just do that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Kalusa had said, abilities come in only two forms: healing and rebound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the boy had just used something that wasn’t rebound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he really be this lucky—encountering a qualified ability user right away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly watched Louis warily, refusing to speak. His mind was unraveling; everything that had happened tonight was too sudden, and this man was surely no good…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis frowned, tired of wasting words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect—let’s test how this power resists the mystical side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the sound of a finger snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly suddenly froze, as if he saw his mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his face twisted in struggle, as Louis increased his magic power, he stammered out every detail of his ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Kalusa had said, his ability was indeed healing and rebound. That day, after collapsing from malnutrition, his mother had found a strange-looking priest outside to heal him—but an accident occurred; the priest died, and Kelly gained the ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After developing it, his ability had three forms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Healing, rebound, and curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to his pica, he had eaten fragments of others’ clothing, allowing him to transfer injuries to the clothing’s owner by harming himself; he could also, through mental visualization, link his senses to another’s, achieving shared hallucinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This afternoon at school, he had climaxed with two girls—Domino and another—in class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s be honest, Kelly’s ability as a suitable candidate is quite bizarre and closely tied to his lifestyle—it’s actually a good thing, turning two abilities into three; luck is on our side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But certain minor issues made Louis frown deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example: this ability transfers itself automatically, and whoever it transfers to dies instantly, just like that priest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This gave Louis a sense that the thing was completely out of his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who’s really the master here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I transfer it to myself through a ritual, what if I encounter another suitable candidate someday—will I have to avoid them too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis isn’t desperate for power like an ordinary person with no options; why take such a risk for himself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Louis sighed regretfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Kalusa. “Kalusa, your tribe’s ability has serious flaws.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Kalusa’s face turn green but having no solution, Louis shook his head with a smile. “Alright, nothing’s perfect, and it’s not your fault.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I don’t want this ability—I’ll pass it on to someone else.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around; all the burly men nearby were Louis’s men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d joined for various reasons—some were former Marines, others from the Army or National Guard; some had exceptional physical talent, others were recruited from orphanages…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for why? Many reasons, but boiled down to two words: no money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Therefore, all these people voluntarily joined, signed contracts, willingly took the blood parasite, and even their families live in the housing complex built by the Carno family; for over two years, they have completed many missions for Louis and exchanged witchcraft potions to become enhanced soldiers, making them utterly loyal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second only to the black-armored troops stationed at the underground base. (Enhanced soldiers infused with witchcraft potions and parasitic organisms)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap! Clap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, let’s have a live auction—who here has the highest points?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly twenty big men called out numbers, but none were high—just a few dozen points; after all, they’d already exchanged for witchcraft potions, which were expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Tommy was revealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to his position, Tommy had accumulated more points, and the core black-armored unit wasn’t present, so he was now the one with the highest points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, high points mean high contributions—this ability transfer goes to you,” Louis directly pointed to Tommy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy blinked, unable to believe this stroke of luck, pointing at himself in disbelief. “Me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, don’t hesitate—take him and go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis patted his shoulder and glanced at his backpack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy, dazed, grabbed Kelly’s shoulder and got into the car; throughout the entire process, Dominic, his hands bound behind his back, remained silent, staring at everyone with terrified eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the recipient of the ability transfer had been decided,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Louis?” Kalusa nodded toward Red Deer and Dominic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly asking what to do with these two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your tribe’s people are your responsibility—I won’t meddle. As for this woman…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her, Louis considered placing a silence spell on her—she was just an ordinary person, and Cano International could easily control her; even if she leaked anything, it wouldn’t matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Louis thought this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding-ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint phone ringtone sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound came from the black-haired woman, Dominic; a soldier reached to grab it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dominic kept her panicked expression, raised both hands—but as the soldier bent down, she suddenly moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foot stomp, knee thrust, spinning whip kick—using the momentum, she leapt over the soldier, landed behind him, executing a flawless combo that pushed the soldier back two steps; once on the ground, the tendons in her exposed ankles bulged, and she exploded into motion, sprinting backward toward a tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two bullets pierced both her thighs with perfect accuracy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaah!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how fast she was, she was still human—she couldn’t outrun bullets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The downed soldier got up as if nothing happened, furious, stomping on her legs until their bones shattered, shoving a gag into her mouth, then grabbing her ankles and dragging her back, leaving a bloody trail on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thoroughly investigate her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soldiers’ report made Louis almost laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So she has no abnormalities whatsoever—except her phone, which she deleted during the chaos?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s the biggest abnormality of all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy, who had just finished securing Kelly in the car, stepped down and said this, looking at Louis. “Boss, leave her to me—I’ll make her confess everything she did as a child!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to go that far.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint wasp pattern flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusion ability reappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this woman kept her eyes tightly shut—as if trying to resist Louis’s power, likely having seen how he controlled Kelly and devised this tactic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This illusion ability doesn’t work through vision—it works through… hearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to block her own hearing, the woman involuntarily opened her eyes and began speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>「……」\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the woman spoke, Louis’s expression gradually changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman was also a full-time employee of W Company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did they show up here too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How vast is this company’s network? Why are they everywhere?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No good—I’ll issue an order right after this to thoroughly clean out Orlando and Miami.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to her, she was one of several operatives assigned to monitor the Kalusa Indian tribe; nearby, they had several other outposts with about five or six more full-time employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all focused on this large Indian tribe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What were they doing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Searching for the tribe’s mysterious powers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, the company accidentally discovered these tribes possessed mysterious powers because of one person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So they sent specialists to monitor them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After years of observation, they found the other two major tribes showed no special traits—only the Kalusa tribe remained unexplored, so they focused surveillance on Kalusa’s tribe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, they actually found something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly’s strange behavior that day caught her attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’ve already sent word back to the company. Tsk, company, company—you’re my eternal nemesis.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know what happened after Shi Misi took the Gluttony Array back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Kalusa, whose expression had grown grim, Louis asked for him: “Tell us exactly how the company knew there was mystical power here before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A wizard, posing as a medium, drew attention. Investigation revealed he was of mixed Native American and white descent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Domino said, blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kalusa’s face had turned as dark as ink. He clearly remembered something, swallowing hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was his name Green Bull?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Domino shook his head. “I don’t know his name, but he had spirit-channeling abilities. He could let others see spirits just by shaking hands, and even control malevolent spirits. The company rated his abilities highly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But he refused to work for the company. He only wanted to use his power to make money in New York.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kalusa’s face flushed with emotion. “What… what happened to him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He died. Refused to cooperate. Shot dead by a sniper rifle. His arm was cut off, then molded into clay and bound with incantations to become a tool for testing his power.” Domino spoke, hollow-eyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These words sent Kalusa stumbling backward several steps. His mouth hung open, his emotions surging violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It really was him… it really was…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Louis now understood what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The original owner of that spirit-channeling severed hand must have been someone Kalusa knew—someone who left his tribe to use his power for money, hoping to improve his people’s living conditions, yet clung to traditional beliefs and refused white recruitment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, he met a violent death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even his corpse was desecrated—his arm severed, turned into a tool, used to observe his power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That arm is still in Louis’s base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should I tell him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis thought, watching Kalusa’s agitated state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Kalusa’s emotions steadied slightly, he looked at Louis. His eyes flickered with complexity—a deep, tangled revulsion: hatred for Louis’s skin, and hatred for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, all emotion vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bent forward again, his spine now even more hunched than before. Only his eyes still burned with faint flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Louis… can you help me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s expression was subtle. “Of course. Speak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can tell you know the company. Can you tell me about it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dear Kalusa, have you forgotten?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re friends now. Such a small thing doesn’t need to be called ‘help.’” Louis placed his hands on Kalusa’s shoulders and lifted him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll tell you everything. Coincidentally, I know a little about Green Bull too. But before I speak, you must tell me—who was he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kalusa nodded, eyes filled with sorrow. “He was my half-brother, same mother, different father.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My father died early. My mother remarried—a white man. My brother was that man’s son. Of course, that white man later died. My mother inherited a large fortune, then abandoned us both and left alone—probably to follow the legendary Voodoo Queen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I raised Green Bull.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our mother was a Voodoo witch. Green Bull inherited part of her bloodline. He was born with spirit-channeling abilities—especially his arm, which was extraordinary, allowing others to see the dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later, because of our differing personalities—or perhaps other reasons—I became… worldly. He held fast to tradition, becoming a minority voice. To prove to me that one could change the tribe’s life without bowing, he left the settlement and went to the big city.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At first, he sent a few payments. Then he said he was going to New York to make big money—and vanished. I always thought he’d just forgotten…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I never imagined it would be like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing this, Louis felt a quiet helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was indeed tragic. But honestly—how could someone so old still be this naive? His years had been wasted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Probably because he’d been too well-protected in the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, with this event—and a shared enemy—Kalusa would now fully stand on Louis’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Louis and Kalusa got into the car. As they drove back, Louis told him about W Company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Red Deer and Domino, they were not yet dealt with. They were brought along in the car, to be decided upon later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headlights flashed as the convoy sped down the highway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a school in the suburbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his sons Reed and Nelson rush back in panic, their father—a football coach—was stunned, then furious. “Hey, Nelson, what happened to your injuries?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh, it was Kelly. You know—he’s a thug, a pervert.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The father nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boys often clashed. It was normal. But Kelly was worse—dark, idle, failing in school, avoiding group activities. It was a shame his own son had tried to help him fit in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t help him again. This time, come on—we’re going to see his parents. We’ll make him regret it. Teach him not to waste his days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reed and Nelson exchanged glances. See his parents?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The image of the burning house swirled in their minds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could they possibly do that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They refused repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were forcibly dragged into the car and driven toward Kelly’s home. As a school football coach, he naturally knew his students’ family addresses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he arrived…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a house still smoldering from fire trucks’ hoses, and a woman’s body laid out on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed a firefighter’s sleeve and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The firefighter, busy unspooling hoses, snapped: “Ask over there. Don’t interfere.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled the hose taut and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, police had just set up a cordon. He approached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Learning the fire’s approximate start time, and that the house’s supports had clearly been deliberately pulled down by a vehicle, his face turned pale. He remembered things: how late his sons returned tonight, how his car had been used…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced a smile at the police, then turned and walked away quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw his two sons, he flew into a rage, whipping out a Seven Wolves cigarette lighter and began beating them. Piercing screams filled the car—had they been closer, the police would have heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing, he immediately drove his sons home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Packed their things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the town’s graveyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kalusa personally performed the ritual, burning bone powder. Bright flames blazed fiercely in the night, thick smoke rising upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly sat at one end of the grave. Tang Mi sat at the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly had regained consciousness. He watched the scene, face ashen. He knew—he had to return his power. But he was unwilling. He hadn’t yet taken revenge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Louis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything that had just happened made him realize: here, only one person held authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If, if…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly collapsed to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud! Thud! Thud!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He banged his head repeatedly toward Louis, the sound echoing. The soil, mixed with pebbles, quickly stained red with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please! Please!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll return my power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Help me just once…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry I resisted before, but I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My mother loved me so much. I want to avenge her. Please…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were incoherent, barely understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pair of black shoe tips appeared in his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis looked down at him. “Speak. Also—you won’t die. Your bond with the power isn’t strong enough yet. With Kalusa’s help, you won’t die. Don’t act like this. Crying like I’m performing some cult ritual.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not… die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly’s expression went slack. Suddenly, sweat poured from his entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I want revenge. My mother was…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He mumbled out everything that had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis listened, unmoved. Seeing that the man was a suitable vessel who had evolved his power, he decided he wouldn’t mind helping—provided the story was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as it was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He called someone, gave a casual order, then returned to the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For him, this was simple. Just a matter of opening his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kelly burst into tears upon seeing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The subsequent transfer ritual proceeded smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ritual began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kalusa pulled out various tools: lizard skin, a rat’s tail, and placed a stick between the two, as if building a bridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, he scattered the thoroughly burned bone powder around them, forming a circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the bone powder spread, a strange attraction seemed to form between the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, now you two shake hands—this step allows skin to touch and breathe, enabling the transfer of ability.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Mi and Kelly clasped hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crackle!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lightning suddenly flashed across the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both trembled simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Tang Mi’s backpack behind him, the Good-Evil Puppet Fenli also shook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, Tang Mi had forgotten to set down his backpack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late; a strong wind surged, scattering the bone powder everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When all settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelly lay on the ground, pale and drenched in sweat, as if he had lost all strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Mi stood up, radiant and energized, but what drew more attention was the puppet behind him—Fenli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenli wobbled off his back, its consciousness seeming hazy; then it saw Louis and froze in shock, its mouth clicking open and shut…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa! Fire Man!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It spoke, staring at Louis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This thing can speak now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis appeared before it in a flash, eyes narrowed, “Fire Man?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no, slipped up—run, run!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenli immediately turned to flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Louis snatched it up with one hand; then, Fenli pulled out a toy-like knife from somewhere and slashed at Louis’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sight of the knife, Louis’s instincts flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hum!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red flame dragon, empowered by fire magic, coiled around Fenli.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hisss—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The toy knife froze mid-swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bead of sweat the size of a bean slid from its forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was just joking—do you believe me, Fire Man?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was joking too, stupid puppet—do you believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames erupted violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaah! Pain! Pain! Pain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fire Man… no… Big Brother, Big Brother, I won’t dare again—stop burning me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fenli rolled on the ground in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Mi watched, amused, and turned to Louis, “Boss, should I kill it? Don’t worry—I know exactly where it’s weakest. One hit and it’s done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they were partners, one was an abnormal human who had killed Jason as a child and ended up in a psychiatric hospital, the other a non-human who constantly dreamed of murder, restrained only by a curse upon his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither was anything decent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So there was no real camaraderie between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa, Tang Mi, you’re heartless—I’m your friend! Aaah! Hisss… Pain! Pain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis said nothing, only watching Fenli writhe in pain—though in truth, nothing was actually burned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He realized this puppet, after the ritual, seemed stronger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3053,"2026-06-19T23:34:31.517Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","08c0d2702d105bd688225d5d1cbcb345fdebc43e73a9f1e4b004fca77bd85a10","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-237","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-235",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]