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Chapter 593 - 269: Symphony of Flesh and Blood (Part 4)

"What the... what kind of hell is this place?!"

A burly mercenary leader with a scarred face slammed his fist onto the nearby fleshy wall. Sticky blood splattered over his face, and he didn’t care. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with rage as he shouted hoarsely, "Can anyone tell me?! What the hell is that creature?! And what the hell is this place?! That so-called Martial Saint Ruins, it’s all a damn scam! A trap!!"

His roar was like lighting a powder keg.

"Yeah! What the hell is going on?!"

"Deep Blue Heavy Industries! It must be Deep Blue’s doing! Their people ran off first!"

"Bullshit! The people from Deep Blue got swallowed too! I saw several of them in their uniforms get swallowed by that monster when we were making a run for it!"

"Then who was it?! Who lured us here and trapped us in this hellhole just to feed that monster?!"

But the crowd’s questions hadn’t finished spilling out.

Rumble—!!!!

The entire passage, no, the entire inner space of the Gluttonous Stomach, started shaking violently again without warning.

"Damn! Again?!"

"What’s happening now?! Didn’t the monster disappear?!"

"Is it an earthquake?! No! It feels... it feels like we’re rising?!"

"Rising?! Could this hellhole actually fly?!"

The recently escapees are instantly thrown back into chaos, struggling to stabilize themselves, looking around with panic and uncertainty.

The fleshy ground beneath their feet is steadily lifting.

The walls of flesh on the sides continue to squirm, but the overall structure seems largely unchanged.

It’s as if they’re in a giant elevator of flesh and blood, forcibly lifted by some power.

"Look over there!!!"

A Grandmaster standing at the edge of the passage, who had been nervously watching the rear wall of flesh, suddenly let out an exclamation, his voice filled with incredulous terror.

Everyone looked in the direction he was pointing...

Only to see, on the side of the passage, deep within the thick, mucus-secreting dark red wall of flesh...

Without any warning, a light emerged!

A pure, dazzling light, carrying Heavenly Might, as if it could pierce through all filth and darkness...

Golden light!!!

Sizzle... sizzle sizzle sizzle...

The wall of flesh under the golden light emitted a corrosive sound like snow meeting the blazing sun, rapidly carbonizing.

The area of the wall burned through grew larger and larger.

The charred traces spread like a spider’s web.

Finally...

BOOM—!!!

With a deep and mighty thunderclap, the section of wall burned to its limit by the golden light shattered like a fragile glaze mirror!!!

Countless charred flesh chunks mixed with viscous blood sprayed in all directions.

A hole flowing with lava-like red gold flames suddenly appeared before everyone.

Beyond the hole...

Was a space filled with endless golden thunder.

And at the edge of that hole...

Amidst the dazzling golden thunder so bright it almost blinded the eyes...

A figure...

Was slowly stepping out from that destroyed golden Divine Country.

The golden thunder swirled and leaped around him like obedient servants, yet could not harm him in the slightest.

His tattered clothes fluttered in the thunderlight, and with each step he took, the charred flesh ground beneath him seemed unable to bear the invisible pressure, slightly sagging and cracking.

The figure was somewhat indistinct.

But as he stepped out from the shattered wall of flesh...

An indescribable aura, as if above all living beings in majesty and power...

Like an invisible tsunami, instantly swept through the entire passageway!

Causing everyone who witnessed this scene.

To instantly hold their breath!

Their hearts felt as though gripped by an invisible giant hand!

With only one thought remaining in their minds:

Has... a God descended?!