Chapter 559

Chapter 559: The Most Evil God, The Malice of the Universe Is Just Like This

"Monster!"

"Truly a monster among monsters!"

The incredibly savage and cruel battle made the fallen demon god, Trilobite—who had been lying motionless nearby since earlier—tremble like a mighty crocodile.

"Hiss—!"

Splattering blood struck his face, bringing the chill of death.

Yet the Infernal Mad God’s hot blood failed to warm the fallen demon god; instead, it plunged him into an icy abyss of terror.

Through his eyes, the terrifying deity that could "shift its head" effortlessly evaded the Infernal Mad God’s attacks, pinning the god to the ground with a massive claw.

Even the mightiest Infernal Mad God could only writhe and howl beneath its feet.

This seemed its way of proclaiming itself the true "King" across the Wilderness!

Yet this strange, violent deity was no benevolent ruler.

It was a horrifying tyrant!

Relentlessly, its elongated giant jaws clamped onto the Infernal Mad God’s skull and tore upward violently while its foot pressed down harder, crushing the thrashing god whose stubby limbs scraped futilely at the earth.

This opposing force created the earlier scene—the Infernal Mad God’s head was brutally ripped off, trailing a section of cervical vertebra and spine!

"Crunch—!"

The terrifying Giant God slammed the severed head against the ground.

The Infernal Mad God’s eyes remained wide open, unseeing.

Agony and defiance lingered in the death-frozen pupils.

But what the fallen demon god saw most clearly was bewilderment.

Truth be told, the fallen demon god shared that confusion…

"Where… did this head-shifting horror even come from?!"

"How can it be this powerful?!"

"Such absolute dominance…"

"Barbatos himself couldn’t hope to rival it!"

"Could it be…"

"A prime deity from another universe?!"

…

Doubt momentarily overshadowed fear.

Soon, that question became irrelevant.

Because…

"Heavens!"

"What’s it doing now?!"

"This… is too barbaric!"

"Hiss…"

Splattered blood dripped onto its face again as the terrifying Giant God dismembered and swallowed the Infernal Mad God’s corpse.

Those gem-inlaid eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

Yet its elongated giant jaws and thick fangs already hung viciously with flesh and blood.

Bloody saliva dripped in sticky strands, falling intermittently onto the mutilated body.

Though the Giant God’s sudden arrival had brought many deities a new "trend"—consuming enemies’ corpses as post-victory rituals and sacrifices—this practice remained confined to the Chaos Demon God-dense Waist of the Swamp.

It hadn’t yet reached the Chest of the Swamp.

Thus, long-term resident demon gods here had never witnessed such scenes, nor even heard tales of them.

Without any mental preparation, they found themselves thrust into this close-range spectacle…

Leaving the fallen demon god utterly at a loss.

"Is it using such brutality to intimidate us, asserting absolute dominion here?!"

"Truly an evil god among evil gods!"

"The Most Evil God, the universe’s ultimate malice—couldn’t be worse than this!"

"No…"

"I must leave… this place…"

The fallen demon god refused to stay another moment.

Any longer, and its soul might fracture—even shatter—from overwhelming terror.

A cracked or shattered soul often signals a deity’s descent into madness.

But as it tried crawling painfully toward the water’s escape…

"Ah—!"

"Thud… thud… thud…"

Primal Mud trembled while Ether River rippled violently.

"Boom—!"

A colossal foot slammed down beside it.

"AH—!"

"Stop!"

"Don’t eat me!"

"Mercy!"

Against the mad Infernal Mad God, this fallen demon god might’ve mustered fighting spirit. But facing this horror that butchered and devoured the Mad God effortlessly? No shred of resistance remained.

Only begging remained.

But…

"Huh…"

The enormous deity merely turned its head and glanced lightly at it with gem-like eyes.

Though those "gem eyes" held no expression, the fallen demon god seemed to perceive emotions within them—

Disdain, indifference…

As if the fallen demon god was as worthless as the Primal Mud beside it.

But unlike the Infernal Mad God, the fallen demon god felt no rage.

"Good!"

"Just like this…"

"Pretend I don’t exist…"

What it felt was relief.

"I am Primal Mud… I am Primal Mud…"

Muttering inwardly, it used stubby hands to scrape loose Primal Mud over itself, as if this could truly merge it with the mud.

—-

"Burp—!"

"Tastes great!"

"Kinda like bullfrog, but weirdly seafood-flavored."

"That’s strange."

Trilobite burped, appraising the half-eaten giant Funkleef Dragon.

He never knew the bones behind him belonged to a being who’d survived millennia, blessed by the Abyss—the maddest and mightiest Infernal Mad God.

Its ambition was to lead its people, howling "Waaaahhh," to conquer the entire Chaos Swamp Realm!

Yet all it earned was a "tastes great" remark.

"Burp—!"

Its greatest impact on the enemy who humiliated it? Just one burp after another.

"Hmm."

"The System says my status is…"

"Half-full."

"Shouldn’t be burping, logically."

"Probably ate too fast. Choked a bit."

"Burp—!"

"But what a haul!"

Trilobite checked the System.

Chaos Energy had skyrocketed by 500,000 points, now nearing 800,000.

The gap created earlier by spreading Chaos Energy on the "ancient cup animal" was finally almost filled.

"Very good, keep building it up."

"Gather a bit more so I can let the tree dam continue to grow and upgrade myself too."

"As for the prey below…"

Half-full, Trilobite naturally couldn’t stop hunting.

Though a small part of the giant Funkleef Dragon’s body was still untouched, eating it wouldn’t have made him completely full.

He needed new prey to fill the emptiness in his stomach.

As he walked, he reached the riverbank.

"Oh?"

A sizable "mighty crocodile" was using its short, stubby limbs to scrape Primal Mud onto its head.

Though he couldn’t talk to the mighty crocodile, this behavior was easy for Trilobite to understand, since he knew animal psychology.

"Fear, huh."

"Hiding its smell, I see."

"Making itself less tasty."

"Uh… but…"

"The prey below… it’s not you."

"Your color is too light; I wouldn’t even bother eating you."

In Trilobite’s "system vision," the mighty crocodile appeared very pale light yellow, showing no edible value.

"But those guys over there…"

Trilobite looked up at the opposite bank.

There was a group showing orange and deep red colors.

Although Trilobite’s eyesight was still poor, he could tell these were different creatures.

"The orange ones are Funkleef Dragons; they clearly have less Chaos Energy than this Leader."

"The deep red ones…"

"Must be Forduroid Beasts."

"Yeah, that’s it!"

Just as Trilobite gathered his strength and prepared to make a big move…

"Damn!"

"Why are the Funkleef Dragons scattering?!"

"Why are the Forduroid Beasts panicking too?!"

"My customers are actually stealing my food?!"

"Hey! Save some for me!"