Lying dead wasn't quite a great feeling as Negary had described.
Having only his consciousness remaining without even his soul, many things became impossible for him, even Negary's computational abilities had drastically reduced.
Fortunately, all of his subordinates had matured enough to handle things on their own.
The Desolate Sacrifice world was a very mundane Sand Realm.
It had one unique Principle as its main characteristics and a complete set of other Principles, the will of the world - the world spirit - hadn't become personified, the most prominent race in this world was a humanoid species called Desolates.
According to Negary's research during his free time, aside from their appearance and a few characteristics, the Desolates had little to no similarities to humans.
For example, the Desolate's means of reproduction. All Desolates originated from the Ancestral Wild, which was an altar-like structure that connected to a certain hidden space in this world.
The Desolates needed to continuously hunt other lifeforms, including other Desolates, and put them onto the Ancestral Wild altar to perform a sacrifice; through which they would obtain a Vitality Root Fetus. The more lives were sacrificed and the higher quality of the sacrifice, the higher quality Vitality Root Fetus they would obtain.
A Vitality Root Fetus would then need to undergo Wild Release by a Shaman in the tribe in order to gradually grow into a Desolate. If a Vitality Root Fetus did not undergo Wild Release, or if the Wild Release failed, then that Vitality Root Fetus could become a crippled fetus. A crippled fetus' life potential and mental capacity were far below that of a normal Desolate, so they were mostly turned into slaves or thrown onto the altar whenever there weren't enough sacrifices.
In fact, the concept of 'birthing' didn't exist in this world at all. Whether they were beasts or other types of sentient creatures, almost every kind of living being had been a Vitality Root Fetus that originated from the Ancestral Wild at one point. This was why the Ancestral Wild was called the divine temple and the residence of God.
Because life sacrifices were a necessity, the air of competition within the entire Desolate Sacrifice world had gotten extremely harsh. For the sake of their race or tribe's growth, every individual would hunt any other living beings in order to maintain the proliferation of life.
The strong become stronger, and the weak become weaker. A weak tribe would eventually fail to obtain enough sacrifices for the most basic offering for Vitality Root Fetuses and gradually die out.
That was the description of this world's state a bit less than 20 years ago. After the rain of demonic blood into this world a bit less than 20 years ago, more and more demonic fetuses were gradually born.
Before revealing themselves, these demonic fetuses would remain hidden inside the tribes, quite a few of them were geniuses that naturally obtained the tribe's focused nurturing. But after a few years, these demonic fetuses would betray their own tribes together with those who fell to their deception, gather together and become the now-notorious Demon race.
The conflict in this entire world became even harsher. This was because if any fetuses were found to be a demonic fetus during the Ancestral Wild offering rituals, they would have to be discarded, which resulted in an even more severe lack of resources.
〖 This world spirit is truly unreasonable. Didn't I only take advantage of the world collision's explosion to send my information into the world's reincarnation cycle during my transmigration? Only competition will result in greatness, there truly is no need to be so petty and defend against me to this degree 〗 within the aspect of gloom, Negary spoke emotionally.
『 This isn't called being petty. If it hadn't done that, this world's spirit might have already been forced to step down and be replaced 』Red Tears replied to Negary's words.
In the battle 10 years ago, in order to not be assimilated by Eternal Light, after discovering the irregularities in Negary's soul, she had entered Negary's germs at the price of her freedom.
During the following world collision, Red Tears was used by Negary as a shield against Eternal Light, receiving most of Negary's damage for him. At the same time, Negary had made sure to leave her a bit of hope for survival to prevent her from pulling Negary down with her in a moment of desperation.
As that was the case, she was much more heavily injured compared to Negary, and her current state could be described as being imprisoned inside Negary's consciousness.
〖 Just take a look. 10 years ago, even the most powerful individual in the Desolate Sacrifice world was only at the third stage of release. But now, there are at least 7-8 so-called Grand Shaman who have come into contact with Principle and Ideals. This is called progression, a world without competition has no future, and I was merely acting for the good of the world 〗
〖 The world spirit is nothing but a consciousness born from the operating Principles of the world, so if I am able to do better, wouldn't it make sense for it to back down? 〗 Negary's countless eyes opened around Red Tears, the collective golden irises gave her an increasingly oppressive sensation: 〖 Becoming a part of me should be its honor, shouldn't it? 〗
『 Even if it is a non-personified world spirit, it would still have the need of pursuing its own sense of self. Even a worm will struggle if it gets trampled on 』Red Tears closed her eyes after declaring that, leaving behind two bright streaks of fresh blood.
〖 A mere last-ditch effort is nothing to be afraid of 〗even as Negary saw Red Tears returning to silence, he did not pull his consciousness away. For Pathway Entities like these, once he had grasped them where it hurt, he naturally needed to continue torturing them to death. Leaving them space to regain their breaths would only lead to unnecessary variables.
The correct thing to do here was to take their everything as your own while they were breathing their last.
〖 Before the plan is completed, I can't completely devour and must instead release her, otherwise, there might be unpredictable issues〗
Negary silently planned against Red Tears in his mind.
While Red Tears' Pathway had become considerably more destroyed and tattered compared to Negary, she was still able to absorb the power of Irregularity from the souls of living beings around her. No matter how strictly Negary had tried to prevent this, it was still difficult for him to completely restrain Red Tears, otherwise, she wouldn't have woken up at all and be silently devoured by Negary in her slumber.
〖 Furthermore, there is also this world's [Protagonist]… 〗Negary's consciousness was contemplating the information Noah had delivered earlier.
Thanks to Negary's masterpiece a bit over 10 years ago, the pressure of Desolate tribes had only increased over time. Due to this intense pressure, the world spirit had to create a [Protagonist] for itself.
Just a [Protagonist] wasn't much of an issue, the issue was that Dim Silence had gotten acquainted with him. In order to escape from Negary, there was no doubt that he would fuel the [Protagonist] as much as possible.
Fortunately, when Negary infected the world's cycle of reincarnation, he left a mark on it that gave him a connection to the cycle of reincarnation, from which he discovered traces of the [Protagonist] and had time to prepare beforehand.
〖 I hope you'll provide me with a bit of fun, otherwise, this would simply be too uninteresting 〗Negary's eyes slowly closed, continuing to suppress Red Tears while also removing the white flames on his body.
At another location, Killer J walked forward while being completely wrapped in white bandages. He reached into the crotch of his pants to pull out a picture of a short-haired young man with tanned skin, who had a bitter and hateful expression on his face. On the back of the picture was information about this young man.
"Meng 37, an inferior Desolate of the Meng tribe, currently trying to hunt his way into becoming a warrior of the tribe, he's still only a child" Killer J carefully observed this Desolate called Meng 37 through his picture, noticing the tooth of an unknown beast hanging at his neck, which appeared really mundane.
"Which means I definitely can't let him off!"
his name in the RAW was Meng San Qi, which literally translates to Meng 37, so I left his name as a number to signify his status as an inferior Desolate
