Eldritch Horror Theatre

As expected, everyone here has their own unique skills. Akons truly is a blessed land.

Speaking of which, does this count as Madam Sarah's Dark Form?

Wiping a drop of blood from his face, Fu Qian stared at the bride standing before him.

While she was screaming just now, not just her facial features, but her entire body had been caught up in that inhuman distortion.

And the Deck Chair, having been discarded twice, finally buckled under the strain, shattering to pieces beneath the ensuing violent force.

As for the blood on his face, Sarah's roar just now had perhaps been too intense. The exposed skin of her neck had torn entirely open, starting right at her throat.

Not only were the blood, bone, and fascia clearly visible, but the tear extended all the way up to her chin.

Such a wound didn't claim her life. Instead, the same chaotic profanity that infected her voice now flooded her entire body, radiating an overwhelming inhuman aura.

Beneath her deformed wedding dress, her abdomen was now exaggeratedly swollen.

There was no doubt that although she was still answering medical questions for now, the slightest provocation could send her into an uncontrollable frenzy—and he would bear the brunt of it.

"Isn't the true great entity His Excellency Akons?"

Giving a slight nod, Fu Qian directly applied a strong provocation.

...

The reason he had marked Madam Bride out of the four as his next target after visiting Hilaria and the God of Insight and Wisdom was quite simple—

To achieve the Containment objective, it was obviously necessary to confirm exactly what the "Bitter Fruit" represented.

And back in the dream, regardless of physical or mental instability, Sarah's reactions had clearly been more intense.

If Dorian had based his actions on reality to some extent in this regard, then it was undoubtedly worth verifying whether Sarah's condition was influenced by some growing factor from the Transcendent Tier in addition to the threat of darkness.

And looking at it now, not only had the reason for Sarah's genuine desperation for a marriage been found, but she had also revealed another side hidden beneath the surface, just like Hilaria.

And it truly belonged to the Transcendent Tier.

This place gave off a faint feeling of being rotten to the core.

The "child" was actually a gift from a certain great entity?

Considering that Hilaria had fallen into such a state and still received no favor, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that this great entity was absolutely not Akons.

After being abandoned due to their own incompetence, His original followers had probably been taken advantage of in their vulnerability.

"Akons... Heh... Hehehe..."

"Die—"

Even her voice turned abruptly piercing the next moment. Her arm, which had grown slightly longer than before, slashed through the air, aiming straight for Fu Qian's chest.

As expected, she couldn't be casually provoked.

It was a pity that while her arm had grown a bit longer, her clearly chaotic footwork meant Fu Qian only had to twist his body slightly for her clawing strike to miss entirely.

At the same time, Fu Qian's professionally trained footwork followed through, kicking her flying.

...

Crash!

Although he had held back on the kick, and had even been sitting down when he delivered it, the force behind the blow was still considerable.

The white-and-red figure flew backward, smashing a massive hole through the wall with a loud crash.

Amid the flying bricks and splintered wood, Sarah's residence successfully gained another room.

However, Fu Qian didn't press the attack. Instead, he looked down at his chest.

Blood splattered. The next moment, forming his fingers into a claw, he thrust his hand directly into Sarah's original target on his own body and pulled out a fist-sized clump of blood as thick and viscous as asphalt.

Even after leaving his body, the blood clot actually bubbled and bulged, just like asphalt.

Along with Sarah's attack just now, a portion of his blood had astonishingly undergone this bizarre coagulation and had been steadily gathering toward his heart.

The legendary Heart Strike?

To be able to produce such an effect on a Tier 2 even without a direct hit—the thing in her belly was truly extraordinary.

Of course, he was even more extraordinary.

That kick just now had practically been a stomp right to its forehead; couldn't she see that even the baby had stopped crying?

"Hehehe... outsider..."

And the baby's mother was actually smiling.

In just this brief moment, Sarah's voice was already drifting from the gaping hole, drawing closer and closer.

"I don't know how it is where you're from, but here, such roughness is not allowed..."

With her carefully combed head—though her veil had fallen off again—poking out from beside a half-shattered picture frame, Madam Sarah displayed astonishing dedication, returning to the fray.

...

"My apologies. I'll be more careful next time."

"It's mostly because your movements were a bit sudden just now. Did you have a Nightmare?"

Still sitting steadily in place, Fu Qian reacted by apologizing without blinking an eye, even casually expressing concern.

The improvement in her physical resilience was truly remarkable.

Although she had lost her veil and her wedding dress was torn in multiple places, practically ruined from top to bottom, Sarah's body still remarkably showed no obvious injuries.

Just for this level of blunt-force resistance alone, her conversion of faith was completely understandable.

"A Nightmare? No..."

Repeating the word with an unstable tone as she stepped forward again, Sarah ultimately shook her head.

"What about before, then? For instance, how did that great entity gift the child to you?"

Unbothered, Fu Qian gently guided the conversation.

"That seems... Yes... I had an audience with Him in a dream, and He answered my despair... My child—"

Amid her disjointed response, Sarah seemed to realize something and suddenly looked down.

Just as Fu Qian had noted, the belly that had been aggressively squirming just a moment ago had abruptly gone still.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

After staring at the sight for a brief moment, Sarah actually reached out decisively, patting her lower abdomen as if coaxing a baby.

Still looking dissatisfied, she dragged her withered, sharp index finger across her lower abdomen, slicing through the already ruined clothing and the still-intact flesh beneath it.

Blood gushed out, soaking the hem of her long dress in a large swath of bright red. At the same time, her other hand reached into the incision and carefully lifted out a mass of—nothingness?

Indeed. Although her movements were extremely gentle and careful, even from Fu Qian's perspective, there was still absolutely nothing in her hands.

However, with her actions, the abnormal presence in her belly really did vanish.

The next moment, Sarah adopted a picture-perfect posture of cradling a baby.

It wasn't even over yet. That bizarre crying sound from earlier burst out all at once, as if it had been stifled for a long time.

Only, the source wasn't in Sarah's arms, nor was it in her lower abdomen. Instead, it sounded like it was coming from all directions, seemingly merged with all of Akons.

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