All he saw was a sea of blood red, and those ten strands of hatred severed all the beauty in the world, as if they were fallen Divine Spirits, sitting around the last dinner table.
With his body pierced by chains, Han Fei lay upon the shattered base of the God Statue, with both the golden Divine Pattern and the black Ghost Pattern flowing through his flesh. Through the wound in his chest, one could faintly see his fervently beating heart.
Han Fei was completely unable to move; he listened to the requiem of the Memory World, with countless souls' prayers flowing into his body through those chains.
Once all the prayers were fused with his body, perhaps he would become the New God of the Shrine Memory World.
The roar of the electric saw sounded in his ears, the sharpest thing in the world is extreme Love and extreme Hatred. Love was the first to approach the table, intending to use the electric saw in her hands to divide Han Fei into ten parts.
