87: Blasphemy! Sacrifice the entire altar!

"Don't touch it! That's a dimensional gap; you won't be able to withstand it!"

Jack roared while clutching his twisted, broken arm, his eyes filled not only with anger but also with the terror of a collapsing worldview.

The opponent was a madman; did he really intend to take on a god with just a bare hand?

"Jie jie jie..."

The Faceless Divine Attendant hovering above the altar let out a piercing sneer.

It made one's brains feel like they were boiling.

"Foolish mortal."

"This is the Absolute Domain of the Lord of Pleasure. Anyone who touches it will surely be backlashed by divine power and turn into—"

Before the word 'ash' could be uttered, the attendant's voice came to an abrupt halt.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor were there any brilliant magical light effects.

Chen Du's palm was pressed against the purple light screen, yet his palm seemed like a bottomless black hole.

That indestructible divine power shield, which could even deflect shockwaves, was now slowly boiling and melting.

It was even... screaming!

The light screen trembled violently, letting out a wail like that of a living creature before death.

Chen Du grinned, golden light bursting from the depths of his eyes.

That smile was more villainous than an actual villain's.

In his mind, that ancient sacrifice notebook was flipping through its pages frantically.

[Hungry.]

[So hungry.]

The mad ravings sounded again.

To the notebook, this kind of high-purity energy was simply top-tier caviar!

[This is nothing more than a layer of plastic wrap covering the ingredients.]

[Tear it apart!]

"Impossible!!"

The attendants on the altar were completely panicked.

They watched helplessly as that sacred and inviolable purple halo flowed back frantically along Chen Du's arm!

It was like a fish pond being forcibly drained; the water level plummeted!

"What are you doing?! That is a gift from the god! You damned profaner, stop at once!!"

Over a dozen attendants raised their arms simultaneously, attempting to mobilize divine power to obliterate this madman.

But it was too late.

Chen Du didn't just want to tear this layer of film.

His gaze pierced through the melting light screen, locking onto the black altar suspended upside down in mid-air.

That was the main course.

Chen Du licked his lips.

The greed emanating from his soul made his smile look even more terrifying than a vengeful spirit's.

"Since you're treating me to a meal..."

"...then serve the table along with it!"

Boom—!

Chen Du's right hand suddenly clenched, his five fingers digging deep into the void.

Dark red Sacrifice patterns erupted along his arm, transforming into countless hideous blood-colored chains that surged into the interior of the altar like wild dragons!

"Sacrifice Target—God-Descending Altar!!"

[Determining...]

[The target contains a weak divinity; it is a high-level offering!]

At this moment, time inside the cavern seemed to stand still.

Above the cavern, several tentacles hanging from the void that were still wriggling frantically suddenly stiffened as if struck by electricity.

They felt a threat.

A senseless, lower-dimensional plundering from a higher dimension!

An extremely furious roar came from the void crack.

It was the will of "Pleasure" in a fit of rage.

The tentacles began to lash down, wanting to swat this insect that didn't know the heights of the heavens.

"Get back!"

Chen Du roared, his eyes filled only with disdain.

Suddenly!

A circle of terrifying black ripples swept out in all directions with Chen Du as the center!

Under the stunned gazes of Jack, Xia Lai, Lin Keke, and the others.

That black stone altar, which had stood for untold ages... vanished into thin air!

It was as if an eraser had been rubbed hard across a piece of drawing paper.

A complete, clean, and senseless—disappearance!

"I wanted to keep a low profile too."

Chen Du withdrew his hand, a trace of burning warmth still lingering on his palm.

"But this thing... is really too nourishing."

With the disappearance of the altar, the medium connecting the two dimensions was forcibly severed.

The divine power that had already halfway descended instantly lost its support.

"Aaaaaah—!"

The attendants, having lost the protection of the altar, let out shrill screams.

The void crack began to shrink violently, and countless ink-black violent lightning bolts fell from the sky!

This was the backlash of the rules!

This was a deliverance from higher laws!

Boom boom boom!

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled!

This scene was extremely visually striking.

Chen Du stood in the center of the thunderstorm.

His clothes fluttered loudly, yet he was completely unharmed, looking like a demon lord.

And those high and mighty attendants, who viewed everyone as ants, had now become the best targets.

A bolt of black lightning struck down.

An attendant was directly blown into a mass of ashes in mid-air.

"Help... My Lord, save me..."

Thunder scoured the ground!

It was a one-sided massacre.

Over a dozen red-robed attendants with strange methods were all reduced to ashes within a mere three seconds.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

The entire cavern suddenly became quiet.

Only the sound of occasionally falling rubble reminded everyone of what had just happened.

"Gulp..."

Lin Keke swallowed hard.

She looked at the empty dome, then at Chen Du, who stood there motionless.

Her brain was short-circuiting a bit.

"Um... was the altar... eaten by the Captain?"

Xia Lai's mouth hung wide open, her jaw nearly dislocating.

What the hell kind of move was that?

Skipping the boss fight and stealing the base directly?!

"Monster..."

Scarlett slumped to the ground, staring at Chen Du's back, the fear in her eyes more intense than when she had seen the evil god.

"This guy... is the real monster."

At this moment, Chen Du had no time to pay attention to everyone's shock.

He was immersed in an unprecedented sense of power.

As the altar vanished, a massive amount of energy sufficient to freeze the soul poured back into him!

He let out a muffled groan as the bones throughout his body made cracking sounds like popping beans.

That wasn't an ordinary enhancement, but a reshaping of his very essence.

Strange black patterns emerged on the surface of his skin, and the blood in his body seemed to have been replaced by flowing shadows.

Pain!

After the extreme pain came a sense of control akin to a monarch ascending the throne!

[Felt the resentment of the Lord of Pleasure and the delicious divinity crystals!]

[Sacrifice successful!]

Afterwards, another line of blood-red words appeared on a blank page of the sacrifice notebook!

[Due to the Sacrifice of a high-level medium, the host's body has undergone a mutation!]

[Obtained S-rank hidden constitution—Shadow King!]

Chen Du snapped his eyes open.

Deep within his golden pupils, an extremely deep shade of profound blackness had appeared.

He looked down at his shadow.

The originally dull shadow actually seemed to have life, slowly wriggling and boiling beneath his feet.

It could even change shape according to his will, as easy to use as his own limbs.

"Is this... shadow power?"

Chen Du clenched his fist.

He felt as if the shadows of the entire world were surrendering to him.

"Oh no! Big Sis and the others are falling!!"

A scream from Xia Mo broke Chen Du's contemplation.

With the disappearance of the altar, the six female bodies suspended in mid-air by tentacles completely lost their support.

Ye Qiu, Xia Xin, Tang Ran, and three other survivors.

Like kites with broken strings, they fell straight toward the ground littered with rubble and rocks!

This height was a full dozen or so meters.

If they hit the ground hard, they would be crippled if not dead!

"Catch them! Quick!!"

An Nuonuo closed her eyes in fright.

Jack wanted to save them.

But he had a broken arm and was too far away; there was simply no time.

"Dammit!!"

Xia Mo's figure flickered, wanting to activate Shadow Evasion.

But she could only save one person, and the tragedy was about to occur.

Chen Du stood where he was and lightly lifted a finger.

The shadow beneath his feet, however, instantly defied common physical knowledge.

That mass of pitch-black shadow was like a bursting flood, instantly swelling dozens of times and splitting into several streams!

Fast as a phantom!

Yet as flexible as water!

When the women were still two meters from the ground, those shadow tentacles caught everyone.

There was no strong sensation of impact.

Ye Qiu's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, as if she were lying in a cradle.

Xia Xin's body was gently placed on the ground, without even a corner of her clothes being scuffed.

"This..."

Jack's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Shadow manipulation?

What the hell kind of ability is this?!

Just how many trump cards does this Chinese man have?! Is he the biological son of the Heavenly Dao?

"Phew..."

Chen Du exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The boiling shadows beneath his feet quickly retracted, returning to their harmless appearance.

Aside from his face being slightly pale, no abnormality could be seen.

"They're all alive, still breathing."