Corrupt God of Path of the Blood
I have revised the fiction and started writing it as a new novel. Those who want to read it can find it by typing Corrupt Cultivation System. This book will not continue. ------- Even the gods could fall. Corrupt One, one of the most powerful gods in the Dimension of the Gods, had the power of hundreds of thousands of believers with the "Blood of Darkness and Fire" Technique he had created. But the jealousy of the other gods united them all against one god, Corrupt One. This battle even caused rifts in the Dimension of the Gods. Realized he could not win, Corrupt One used the power of the believers to resurrect himself in a new body, but this came at a price. He failed to take his memory with himself and was cursed by the shattered part of his soul. Now his soul is condemned to a cruel life. He is still the same person, even if he is unaware of the power he once had. He did manage to bring one thing with him, though. The Corrupt Seal... Will he be able to bring the soul he carries inside him back to its deserved place? Or will the obstacles in his path put him back to the beginning? The story of a young man born from the dead. Only the darkest hearts can become one with demons. --- Author: The protagonist of this story is a young man who has grown up with various psychological problems and traumas. He knows he is weak, but instead of sitting and crying, he uses his intelligence to get what he wants. Of course it will be strong. Even very powerful. But there is a time for everything. The MC receives power not as a gift from heaven, but as a result of his own efforts. He often makes plans that require him to do many things to achieve them. He does not wait for fate to be kind to him. He takes from it what he needs. MC is not a psychopath who kills everyone he sees. However, he is not afraid to kill whoever he needs to in order to guarantee his job. He doesn't care how many deaths are on the way to his goal. At first, the MC may be scared, he may throw tantrums because of what he is going through in his inner world. He is not a robotic MC, completely removed from humanity. He has feelings. He has to deal with psychological problems and fights the stains they leave on his soul. He learns and grows stronger with time. MC is manipulative. The world expands as the story progresses. Not everything is revealed to the reader at the beginning. It is discovered together with the MC. The huge world contains many supernatural creatures, regions, techniques, places and more. If you want to read an MC who is morally corrupt, has psychological problems, cares about his own self-interest, conspires, plans, manipulates people, hides his power when he is strong and reveals it when necessary, you are in the right place. There may be some grammatical mistakes that are not big enough to affect the reading pleasure. It is updated every day.
Mouth of Demon
After picking up the brooch that had fallen to the ground, Huan Wei skipped crouching and started running. He didn't want to be near this kind of thing. He felt he always had to keep his distance.
His running made the boar realize that someone was there. In an instant it jumped there, tearing up the grass, and looked around with its black eyes as it roared angrily. Its roar scared away all the animals nearby.
Huan Wei, who could not feel one arm, was in a difficult situation because of all the misfortunes one after the other. The young man was running towards the altar when the Iron Boar started chasing after him.
When the distance closed in seconds, Huan Wei made a sudden decision to ram him into a tree. So he ran towards a tree with a thick trunk. He could hear the boar's furious breathing only a few steps behind him.
When he suddenly jumped to the side, the Iron Boar couldn't stop itself and crashed into the tree. The young man expected this to have some effect. But instead, the tree fell to pieces and the boar turned back to Huan Wei as if nothing had happened.
"Damn..."
Seeing what had happened to the tree had almost destroyed Huan Wei's hope of at least surviving against this thing. The boar was fast, strong and very resilient. Only techniques could damage such a beast. Yet those who had not yet chosen a path could not control Qi well enough to use a technique.
The young man immediately ran towards the altar. If this had happened to him because of a curse, the altar would be a safe place.
But that hope was dashed by what he saw. Thick tree branches surrounded Ouyang Luli's altar like a dome. He couldn't go there anymore. Or, could he?
Huan Wei stopped in front of the dome as the Iron Boar roared once more and chased after him. He had just seen what this monster had done to the tree. It was nothing for him to smash these branches. Huan Wei was sure that one blow from it would bring down the dome.
But as the Iron Boar got closer to him, it started to slow down. When there were only a few meters between them, it was just walking. Huan Wei realized that this creature would not attack the altar. The altar was indeed a safe place.
Seeing that the boar kept coming, Huan Wei knew he shouldn't stay there. This thing must be invincible in close combat. So he started running again. This time he was running towards where he had first seen the pig.
As soon as he ran, the Iron Boar also took off. It took only a few seconds to catch up with the young man.
When it shook its head to sink one of its long tusks into him, Huan Wei dodged to the side. Not seeing the rock in front of him, the boar slammed into it, pulverized the stone and turned back to the young man. Clashing with something didn't seem to hurting this thing.
Still, the young man had managed to gain some distance before it hit the rock and started running again. Huan Wei was thinking.
"Strong, fast, durable. It tears trees and rocks to pieces as if they were not there. It is not something I can handle. It needs something of its power."
As the Iron Boar caught up with him, Huan Wei put his hands to his mouth and shouted with all his might. The boar didn't care, but it wasn't the target anyway.
They had made some distance, albeit to the outer section of the Southern Bright Forest. It was no longer difficult to come across natural monsters. Although most of them had been killed by this boar, there should still be a few around.
As Huan Wei kept running, the Living Roots, camouflaged by the trees, appeared. These were the creatures that had attacked the young man some time ago. As soon as they appeared, they threw their thorns at him.
The young man lunged forward and rolled. Meanwhile, the Iron Boar had arrived and attacked one of the Living Roots. The creature was caught between it and the tree as it was struck by the boar and was torn to pieces along with the tree.
The other Living Roots also attacked the Iron Boar. The thorns they threw did not even scratch the metal scales. The boar smashed all the tree monsters in its way. Huan Wei, meanwhile, kept running away, getting away from it.
Although he couldn't feel his left arm, the palm of his hand was tingling. He kept running, occasionally looking back. The boar was literally invincible. None of the Living Roots' attacks could harm him. No monster attacked once by it could survive.
Huan Wei wished he could go to one of the places this creature had visited. If they all produced crystals like those from the Living Roots, then there was a great deal of loot lying in the middle of the forest. What he had taken from the altar was not enough for him. For the first time in his life he had such a large sum of money. It would be a pity if he didn't live long enough to spend it.
Soon the Iron Boar slaughtered everyone and went after him again. Huan Wei saw it coming, smashing trees, stones, everything in its way.
"Doesn't this thing ever forget!?"
As Huan Wei was trying to think of another plan, the Iron Boar caught up with him and lifted the running youth into the air and threw him to the side.
The young man tried to regain his balance but failed and fell to the ground, rolling in the grass. Before he could get up, the boar was got closer to him.
Huan Wei crawled backwards and away from it. Until his back was against a tree.
The Iron Boar was snorting and approaching him with slow steps. It was as if this mighty monster had literally declared its kingdom. Nothing could stand against it. Neither could Huan Wei.
The young man's heart quickened. His fear, which had disappeared some time ago, was back. He did not want to die. Despite everything, he had not accepted death. Now he would die because of the curse of a god.
His left palm grew hotter and hotter. As the boar approached him step by step, the numbness in Huan Wei's left arm completely disappeared. His hand was getting so hot that anyone who looked carefully could see smoke coming out of his palm.
When it started to hurt, Huan Wei lowered his eyes and looked down at his hand. He saw the demon mark. At that moment, lightning flashed in his mind. The whole world was silent. He couldn't hear the boar's furious panting, nor the rustling of leaves.
"Wasn't it a dream?" he said to himself. He looked into the demon's bloodlust eyes. They looked as if they wanted to tear a being apart.
The world had gone silent while Huan Wei was terrified, giving him time to think. This kind of mark was not something that would appear spontaneously. It could only be the work of someone or some kind of force. What it made him feel was like looking down on this world. Everything was below him. Even death itself...
As the Iron Boar came towards him, he slowly raised his hand and extended it towards him. When the beast stopped walking, Huan Wei saw a familiar feeling in its eyes.
The Iron Boar took a step backwards. Then it turned around and ran away. But it was too late.
As the demon opened its mouth full of fangs, black veins from Huan Wei's palm began to run down his arm. The young man grabbed his arm with his other hand. It hurt as if his arm was slowly being torn apart.
The Iron Boar's steps came to an end. It began to rise up from the ground, making horrified noises. Its metal scales shattered and all the blood inside its body came out, splitting its flesh in hundreds of different places. All the blood gathered in front of the demon mark like a calm stream.
Huan Wei screamed as the black veins began to move past his elbow and into his shoulder. The pain was unbearable. His whole body was flushed. He wanted to stop this thing, yet he couldn't control it.
The remains of the Iron Boar's corpse fell to the ground in a heap of flesh and metal. Its blood floated in an orb in front of the demon mark.
All the natural monsters lurking there began to run away from it. Not even the wind blew. All the flowers withered and rotted. The trees lost their leaves and dried up. The soil cracked.
The more Huan Wei tried to stop it, the further the veins went. He could no longer breathe. He couldn't even feel his heart beating. As the blood flying through the air grew darker and blacker, the young man wanted to reach for his weapon to cut off his arm. But his body was rigid. He couldn't move the slightest part of his body. He couldn't even close his mouth.
As his eyes began to burn, the orb of blood in front of the mark exploded violently and struck him hard against the tree behind him. As Huan Wei lost consciousness, the demon mark closed its mouth again as if it had finished its feast and disappeared. Blood was everywhere. The black veins that ran up the young man's neck were still there. Smoke was coming out of his left arm.