Chapter 384: Chapter 250: Riot Night
In the chaotic environment and under the influence of mental corruption, people’s inner savagery and destructive urges were completely unleashed. Arson, murder, assault, vandalism, rape... all manner of violent acts strictly forbidden by law were now playing out everywhere.
People took advantage of the chaos, storming into shops, supermarkets, and jewelry stores in a looting frenzy, greedily plundering them of all goods and money.
"Mine! This is mine! Let go! Let go!"
"Get lost! I got it first!"
Two men fought over a small box of cookies, beating each other bloody. In the end, the prize they fought for was snatched away by someone else.
Countless people surged into narrow shops, triggering stampedes. When the human tide receded, the ravaged interiors starkly revealed several bodies—crushed and trampled to death.
No one cared.
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"I’m going to kill those bastards!" A young man who had been insulted and bullied for years rushed out of his house with a gun, his eyes bloodshot. He hunted down everyone who had ever tormented him and pulled the trigger.
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"You fucking bitch, cheating on me for all those years! I’ll kill you!" An enraged man strangled the wife who had betrayed him. Then, he put on a down jacket, grabbed a gun, and set out on foot for her lover’s house.
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"I’ve had enough of you, you scumbag!" a woman screamed, pulling out a pistol and emptying the magazine into her gambling-addicted husband.
Then, fuming, she slammed in a fresh magazine, marched to the door of a neighbor with whom she’d often argued, and rang the bell.
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"Linda, I’ve always liked you. I really, really like you! Don’t reject me anymore! Let’s be together!"
"No... No! Stay away! I said stay away! Help! Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me! HELP!"
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"I won... I won! I... I... This is all mine! All mine!" In the casino, a red-eyed gambler swept all the chips on the table into his arms, a look of twisted ecstasy on his face.
"No, this can’t be happening! You... You must have cheated! You definitely cheated! I can’t lose! How could I possibly lose?! Something’s wrong with this hand! Something’s wrong with this casino!" The gamblers who had lost their entire fortunes had savage looks on their faces, as if ready to tear someone apart. They blamed everyone and everything, convinced the casino was cheating them. Soon after, they were brutally beaten by security and thrown out.
As the cold wind sobered them to the reality that they had lost everything, with no hope of a comeback, they trudged, lost and broken, to the rooftop and leaped off in despair.
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"Kill them!"
Gangs brawled in the streets, gunshots ringing out incessantly. Amidst the chaos, someone threw a grenade. It tumbled to a stop at the feet of several gangsters. BOOM! Flames erupted as innumerable shards of shrapnel tore through flesh and bone, shredding the men into masses of gore.
The bloody conflict escalated, staining several streets red. Bodies lay scattered everywhere, too numerous to count.
Arguments, cries, screams, wails, roars, chaos, fires, brawls, gunshots, explosions, death...
The order in Akita Town was rapidly collapsing amidst the turmoil.
The darkness and sin of human nature were on full display.
In the town, now a veritable Hell on Earth, innumerable wisps of black energy slowly rose, forming a gloomy haze that hung overhead—a profound Darkness that even the raging fires could not illuminate.
The Power of sin was skyrocketing, continuously feeding back into Satan. The Demon’s body, which had been almost incinerated into a wreck, began to swell and regenerate at a visible rate. In mere seconds, it was fully restored—and then it began to evolve again!
The goat horns on its head grew longer and thicker. The huge, fly-like compound eyes on its face shrank as four entirely new, different eyes grew out beneath them. The black draconic wings on its back multiplied into four pairs. The snakelike scales that covered its vital areas like armor molted, transforming into even harder Dragon Scales...
The aura of evil radiating from its body spread uncontrollably, creating an indescribable, suffocating pressure.
On the steel javelin piercing its chest, the inscribed Alchemy Matrix flickered on and off, like the power indicator light on a dying battery.
"Ugh..."
Chengzi clutched her forehead and let out a pained groan. "My mind is being corrupted... My head feels so... muddled..."
Satan inherently radiated mental corruption, and now, boosted by the Power of sin, it had grown even stronger. The effect now overwhelmed her tolerance and surpassed the protection offered by her Tinfoil Hat.
"I feel sick, too... like I’m going to throw up..." Liu Ling fought back the wave of nausea that came with her dizziness, trying her best not to look directly at Satan’s vile form.
Only Zhou Chen was unaffected.
To him, this level of mental corruption was no different from a pleasant spring breeze. After all, he had the Book of the Dead locked away in his Soul.
"You two, get back. I’m going to strengthen the seal."
Zhou Chen gestured for the two to fall back as he intensified the Cyan Flame. At the same time, he cast out a large net woven from light, blanketing Satan’s body. He then used Alchemy to firmly anchor the net to the ground.
He then picked up a thin metal sheet covered in complex patterns and symbols. A total of twelve matrices were condensed onto this single page. As he released it, the metal sheet floated up like a piece of trash caught in the wind, drifting down to land perfectly on Satan’s face, covering it completely.
The Sleep Matrix on the metal sheet lit up, but its light began to dim with extreme speed.
’It’s getting stronger. The Sleep Matrix’s effect has been greatly diminished...’ Zhou Chen frowned. He picked up four alloy chains forged from Extraordinary Metal. Using Alchemy, he commanded the chains to slither like pythons and coil around Satan’s four limbs. The chains resonated with each other, increasing their collective durability by 40%.
