[{"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-80":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},2273623,4441,"Chapter 80: Blood Curse Explodes Heart: Special Spirit Medium","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-80",80,"\u003Cp>Hm? It can shake its head?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seems it actually has a brain—more clever than Jason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But having a brain doesn’t help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis smiled faintly, and all fifty-four blood beads shattered at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ogre screamed in human speech for the first time—but it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A force stronger than before surged into its body; the blood… seemed… alive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gained their own will, conversing, arguing, fighting, destroying, forming an army that waged war on every organ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Organs, limbs, flesh, skin—spreading outward layer by layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the ogre’s body lost all control; its limbs twitched involuntarily, like a grotesque, awkward dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the students fleeing everywhere turned to stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis ignored the students, watching closely—if the Blood Curse failed, he’d have to try other methods. He glanced at his own hands and feet; his physical condition and martial skills were quite decent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Blood Curse wasn’t weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the blood’s chaos, countless rebel blood armies finally traveled along the blood vessels—these supply routes—to reach the heart, their stronghold…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump-thump-thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more blood gathered here, fighting to seize the heart; they even began to boil!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glub-glub-glub…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, the layer of flesh could no longer withstand the exploding blood—cracks appeared, then a second, then a third!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhhhh!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hoarse roar echoed through the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chest exploded violently, spewing hot crimson steam, followed by sticky clumps of flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis slowly extinguished the flames, feeling the nearly depleted internal Qi within him—he sighed helplessly; short cultivation time meant scarce Qi, a hard limitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why doesn’t something come along to speed up my cultivation…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shook his head and looked at the ogre lying on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ogre had changed drastically—its limbs shriveled to skin over bone, its chest split open to reveal a hollowed torso with most internal organs gone; only its head remained normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to its body, it looked like a grotesque big-headed doll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it was still alive—its eyes blinked, its tongue licked its lips, staring at Louis with greed tinged with fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis froze, recalling the ogre’s peculiar feeding requirements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, am I a target too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder it charged straight at me without hesitation—it was all because of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, many students who had fled but not gone far gathered closer, watching the ogre and the suddenly appearing Louis with fear and curiosity; behind Louis, Mimi also approached. “Is it… dead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis answered absently, thinking about how to transport the thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One male student, seemingly curious, crept closer, wanting to check if the monster was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis frowned, pulling out the gun he’d kept behind his back. “Step back. I won’t say it again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy flinched violently and stepped back several paces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Horror movies always have these stupid fools who court death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was startled, their gazes shrinking with fear. To modern humans, though the supernatural was shocking, they still instinctively yielded to the threat of firearms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, if some idiot truly believed Louis wouldn’t shoot, he wouldn’t hesitate to fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis snorted, stepped forward, and studied the still-living monster. First, he burned off every sharp, slender claw around its head that might pose a threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stomped on its head, pinning it face-down, and seized its neck—now reduced to spine and a thin layer of skin and flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sssss!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A collective gasp of shock rippled through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis glanced at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he’d preferred they do the twisting—it would’ve been more forgiving—but given their potential for stupidity, he chose to do it himself for safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the dried husk on the ground and blew lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiong Xiong’s flames ignited it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the head in his hand, Louis planned to improvise—wrap it in several layers of the school bus’s metal sheets to make a temporary sealed box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he stared at the mostly intact head, he frowned. It still felt unstable—he had to trim it further! He had to!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, he immediately pulled out another string of Blood Curse beads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, the ogre’s eyes bulged as if they might pop out—if it still had a neck, it would’ve cursed him. But it couldn’t.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All it could do was glare at Louis with hatred, as if determined to etch his face into its memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis ignored it. Once something was in his hands, letting it escape would be a miracle. He shattered one blood bead—immediately, the ogre’s gaze grew slightly unfocused, its head began to wither, yet it still lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it could still break free after this, Louis would accept defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as Louis kicked the monster’s head toward the school bus, preparing to retrieve some metal sheets, the head suddenly twisted—and grinned. Then it vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After gathering several bags and using tools from the torn roof to cut some metal sheets, Louis easily fashioned a cylindrical iron box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sealed the head inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after finishing, Louis didn’t leave immediately—he began carefully reviewing the events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a habit he’d formed after the Mary Shaw incident—in a horror world full of recurring twists, the “backstab” trick was essential to learn and remember.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After thinking it through, Louis found no oversight, and finally turned to Mimi, who had been trailing behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it was time to examine this rare talent—the one who could project her soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d once briefly spoken with the spirit medium Ellis, whom his grandfather had hired, but Ellis refused to reveal anything—perhaps because Louis had been too young at the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he had a living, available practitioner to study—he couldn’t let this chance slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis invited her to talk inside the school bus; his classmates, meanwhile, scattered to search for the students who had run off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So your ability just appeared now? You’ve never had it before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, never happened before. But I’ve been lucky—I’ve never encountered anything strange in my life. I wonder if it’s related.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis fell into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does it activate uncontrollably only during danger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And soul projection, communication with other souls, even a hint of prophecy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A special spirit medium? Or something else?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1032,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9700ebc64c5897de117dd1ba293adebce490aba21f544d358bfdba0ff3ebfbab","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-81","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-79",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]