[{"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-70":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},2273613,4441,"Chapter 70: Exposing the Truth, Heading to the Theater","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-70",70,"\u003Cp>Ignoring the low, guttural screams of Warwick beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis approached Ella, stabbed her several more times without hesitation, then stared at her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plop! Plop! Plop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One cut slit her throat, another pried open her spine; like a malevolent scientist, blood pooled on the ground, screams echoed in the air, and every part of the corpse was violated at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the gash on her neck lay a mixture of flesh and wood; within the bones, faint traces of metal could be seen. As he sliced downward along the neck, the flesh and muscle inside were clearly interwoven with foreign materials—even tiny, intricate gears could be seen turning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So she really can do this? Mary Xiao, your puppet-making skills are incredible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This perfect puppet is too powerful—a corpse that retains the vitality and posture of a living person, capable of housing a malevolent spirit for control, even fooling my briefly activated Yin-Yang Eyes, enhanced by cow’s tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This can only mean she modified the corpse to fit her own living body perfectly, allowing her to conceal her possession so completely that I couldn’t detect it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To call her an artistic master is no exaggeration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In ancient times, she’d have been a famous folk sorceress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis suddenly wanted Mary Xiao’s notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered it detailed every step and thought behind her puppet-making—if he obtained it, he’d gain another skill, perhaps even adapt it later with Paper Man technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never considered whether Left Path arts even included Paper Man technique—joking, it’d be as absurd as a 3D zone without Tifa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combining this exquisite puppet art with Paper Man, Yan Shi, and similar arts might unleash entirely new possibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Decided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m taking that notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um… Louis?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice beside him pulled Louis back. Seeing it was Jamie, he wiped his hands on the corpse’s clothing and asked, “What is it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jamie stared at the boy in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy, who once possessed such refined demeanor, now looked utterly terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hands caked in blood, slicing flesh, examining textures… like a butcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he seemed to harbor no ill intent toward him—he’d merely driven back that malevolent spirit, presumably Mary Xiao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jamie forced himself to calm down. “Can you explain what’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis wiped his hands clean and walked over. Jamie didn’t move, but Warwick beside him, still bleeding, trembled with terror, mumbling incoherently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis glanced at him once, then turned to Jamie. “The truth? Let me show you something first. Come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he led Jamie to his father Edward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jamie’s steps grew heavier with each step, his breathing rapid, eyes locked on his father, head bowed, clearly wrong. A dread settled in his chest. Following Louis’s gaze, he looked behind his father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderclap from a clear sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jamie’s pupils shrank, he staggered backward, his whole body trembling, goosebumps rising one after another—pain, revulsion, grief—all surged at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind his father was a massive gash, hollowed out—inside, nothing but gears and a wooden rod used to control puppets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, that kind of rod—used to move the head and mouth of ventriloquist puppets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father had become a living puppet!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then… who had been talking to him all this time??\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scenes flashed through his mind—from his return until now. Clues converged, proving one thing: the voice speaking to him had always been Mary Xiao. His father… had been dead all along!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their relationship had been strained, he was still Jamie’s last living relative…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Overwhelmed by grief, Jamie felt a wave of nausea, his eyes reddened, and he finally bent over and vomited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis shook his head beside him, then regarded Jamie with appreciation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jamie had remained utterly composed from the start—when the puppet first appeared in the house, even upon seeing his wife’s gruesome state, he hadn’t screamed; after returning, his resolve was unshakable, bold enough to dig up graves at midnight, and even when confronting Mary Xiao’s horrifying visage, he hadn’t screamed—only now, upon learning his entire family was dead, had he finally broken. Remarkable mental fortitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis spoke. “Now do you understand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your father was already dead. Mary Xiao controlled him. And your stepmother Ella? She’s also her puppet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the details of perfect puppets—he didn’t need to explain those.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what she said earlier was true: she has indeed been hunting the descendants of those who cut out her tongue and plunged her into silence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jamie recovered slightly, weakly asking Louis, “And you? How did you know all this? Why are you helping me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, I have a friend at MIT. Thanks to her, I’ve improved in mathematics, so I tend to value logic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So here’s the question: if she’s hunting descendants of those who killed her, and she’s already reached you in another city, why didn’t she kill your father, who was right in front of her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for why I’m helping you? Mary Xiao and I have a small grudge. I won’t let her kill you and get what she wants. Besides, if I don’t eradicate her completely, I won’t rest easy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Louis’s eyes glinted with cold light. Jamie felt a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hunting descendants… then why target Lisa? Could it be…? Combining this with his earlier plans to conceive with Lisa… the answer was painfully obvious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pregnancy. His child. His longed-for little angel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single tear slipped from Jamie’s eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But quickly, he suppressed his sorrow, glaring at Louis with fury. “Louis, can you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No. Your existence is just a liability to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis cut him off. What nonsense—how many horror films ended in disaster because of incompetent allies? Sure, Jamie wasn’t exactly a liability, but he was useless. Better to avoid any accidents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Louis had no time to waste—he needed to go to the theater on Lake Island and finish Mary Xiao once and for all, to get that notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at the still-bleeding Warwick, Louis poured a cup of water, pulled out a yellow talisman from his body, and chanted: “Sacred water flows, ten thousand miles of brilliance, Five Thunder’s qi spreads, destroying all ill fortune, entering spleen and stomach, piercing gall and intestines…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zheng!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames erupted, consuming the talisman, falling into the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he tossed them two protective talismans. “Just feed this to him. Hold onto the talismans. Oh, and give me your car keys.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Louis depart with majestic authority, Jamie clasped his hands together, praying to every god he remembered—God, Odin, Jade Emperor, Ra, Quetzalcoatl…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Warwick struggled to lift the cup himself, swallowing blood and talisman water in alternating gulps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The events of today—he’d never forget them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1107,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f3be625c8b432098530ede923b7064a552904df52d5955f2494b05bf4a18c7ee","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-71","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-69",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]