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Chapter 101 - 82: Karmic Egg, Arm of the Ancient Dragon (6400 words, please subscribe!)

Chapter 101: Chapter 82: Karmic Egg, Arm of the Ancient Dragon (6400 words, please subscribe!)

"As night falls... blood floods the land... humanity cowers... stars return to their places... terror, terror, extreme terror... this is the advent of the apocalypse..."

The ancient, obscure ballad was softly sung, its layers of voices were intertwined, as if many people were singing. It was like a choir in a church, dreamlike and yet akin to a prayer from the depths of hell.

All the Limb Demons who heard the song could only bow their heads in dread, making no sound, as if they were on the edge of the eternal abyss, trembling in fear.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

In the central hub of the altar, a giant meatball made up of countless layers of blood and flesh was enshrined, emitting a faint, blood-red glow. From below, numerous blood-colored tendrils spread out, sinking into the ground below, linked to the core of the sacrificial ritual track, constantly sucking up the foul spiritual power supplied by the ceremony which is transformed from a huge amount of blood and flesh. This causes the flesh-ball to pulsate like a heart, as if it was some formless accompaniment.

The singing came from the figure in front of it.

A Giant, about ten feet tall, stood in front of the meatball. But unlike the other Limb Demons, his appearance was not grotesque; in fact, it was quite handsome. His eyes were closed, lost in some contemplation.

Eight enormous monster limbs were attached to his body. From top to bottom, they were a Gale Giant Demon’s arm with wind blades swirling around it, an Ancient Treant arm like a centuries-old tree, a fluid Fishman arm, a Lava Demon’s arm with magma flowing in its veins. His lower body was also grafted from an unknown monster, and strong legs.

His body was covered in numerous tendrils that resembled muscles, weaving to form a bizarre set of blood-red armor. The armor was adorned with four blood-red masks, and the singing originated from these masks.

If it were not for the grotesque appearance, one might mistake the singing for a church choir based solely on the sound of the voices.

All these are top-tier limbs that he retained after over a decade of relentless hunting and frequent transplantation of parts from transcendent monsters. Each limb holds tremendous transcendent power.

From a distance, it looked like an asura from hell.

He is the leader of the Limb Demons. His human name has long been forgotten, and there is no need for a new one.

Because he is the origin of all Limb Demons.

The term ’Limb Demon’ was birthed because of him.

"Stars... Apocalypse..."

As the Limb Demon Leader continued to hum the ancient ballad, he thought about what he had seen and recorded from the abandoned temple’s stone wall where he found the Thousand-faced Demon Heart Core.

Unfortunately, the once-glorious temple walls had been weathered and eroded over the long eons, with the vast majority of the content lost.

"But come to think of it, how could the temple of the Great One decay so quickly? And how conveniently some vital content was missing... It’s clear that it was erased by an unknown entity.

Highly likely, it was something from the old era, involving too much information. If the information were to leak carelessly, it would cause violent upheaval, gods would no longer be gods, or even like the ballad says, some old-timers would break free of the ancient cage and return to reality. Unimaginable that humans were..."

The Limb Demon Leader murmured, extending a hand towards the blood-colored meatball, his gaze entranced and eager to touch it.

But at the very moment his fingertips were about to make contact, he suddenly stopped.

Because the giant meatball split open, revealing eye after eye that looked around continuously. The terrifying pressure radiated outward from the meatball, sweeping in every direction and stirring up a dust storm.

Boom!

The Limb Demons fell to their knees, shivering under the intimidating pressure, unsure of what happened.

The Limb Demon Leader’s gaze became calm. An eye opened on the back of his head, looking at a nearby Limb Demon. He said softly:

"Someone’s intercepting and killing the Limb Demons collecting sacrificial offerings."

"Ah..."

The Limb Demon with the grafted rat claws was stunned. Out of terror, he stuttered, "That... Leader... I... I don’t know, I didn’t leak any information..."

"I know you didn’t."

The Rat Claw Graft Demon let out a sigh of relief, but in the next moment heard the Leader’s icy voice:

"But I’m furious right now."

As soon as the words fell, the blood-red ribbons on the Limb Demon Leader’s body shot out, like vipers, they grabbed the Rat Claw Graft Demon and threw him towards the meatball in the center of the altar.

"Ahhhhhhh..."

Suddenly, the outer membrane of the meatball was torn apart. Numerous bloody arms reached out, seizing the Rat Claw Graft Demon, and then promptly pulled him into the ball of flesh. Soon, chilling chewing sounds and screams echoed out, causing all the Limb Demons to involuntarily kneel lower, nearly lying flat on the ground.

The world darkened as heavy clouds rolled in, blocking the moonlight.

Crack...Crack...

As the chewing sound subsided, another eye on the ground was illuminated. The meatball seemed to have grown slightly larger, with more blood-colored tendrils spreading out to dangle above the ground, shimmering and transparent. It looked strangely like...

Blood vessels!

"The Karmic Egg needs more sacrifices to accommodate more..."

The Limb Demon Leader murmured, then said to the other Limb Demons:

"I don’t care if there are traitors among you, just bring me more Human BeastMaster hearts, more Transcendent lifeform hearts and brain marrow as sacrifices. If that’s not enough, you’ll use your own to make up the shortage..."

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