# 1129
Chapter 1130: Do I Look Like an Angel?
Under the gaze of Lin Qiye and An Qingyu, the emaciated man crouched on the ground like a dog actually ignored the surrounding stones and slowly rose to his feet.
He straightened his waist and back, placed his palms together in front of his chest, and gazed at the crack above him. Countless ashes drifted down onto his body. If one ignored the eerie smile flickering across his face, he looked utterly devoted, like a disciple receiving a baptism.
"What are they doing?" An Qingyu frowned. "Receiving baptism from the Cthulhu Faction?"
"Probably."
Lin Qiye nodded slightly. "No matter. Let's just push forward."
The two moved swiftly through the void, their forms darting between countless devoted souls. The closer they got to the source, the more souls surrounded them—blackened stakes protruding from the ash, utterly unaware of Lin Qiye and An Qingyu passing by.
They moved at incredible speed, covering half the valley in mere ten seconds.
But at that moment, An Qingyu's fingers, which had been constantly rubbing together, suddenly felt a foreign object. His brow furrowed as he glanced down at his palm.
One glance made his body jolt violently!
Sensing An Qingyu's strange behavior, Lin Qiye turned his head. The moment his gaze fell on the massive growth on his palm, his pupils constricted.
"This is..."
"It's ash!" An Qingyu's mind raced, recalling how he had grabbed an ash particle to examine it closely. "Damn it—the ash must contain the pollution of the Cthulhu Faction deity. They want to control me through this."
An Qingyu's eyes narrowed. Without hesitation, he condensed a frost blade and cleanly severed his entire right arm, hand included!
Thud—
The arm rolled onto the ground.
Severing his own arm, An Qingyu showed no change in expression. With his rapid regeneration ability, he didn't need to worry about bleeding—the stump of his right arm was already healing, bone regenerating, flesh gradually covering it. It wouldn't be long before a new arm grew.
He frowned as he looked at the severed arm on the ground. The growth on the palm was expanding rapidly, like a balloon, soon reaching the size of a ping-pong ball.
A crack split open from the center of the growth, and countless red worms wriggled out, quickly forming a scarlet, demonic eye.
Not only that—the five fingers of the severed arm quickly stretched straight, like five slender legs supporting the entire arm upright. Growths erupted across the forearm, and disgusting organs sprouted from within.
Rotting ears, flesh wings the size of thumbs, pencil-thin sixth fingers writhing through the air like maggots, and a hideous mouth without lips cracking open from the bottom of the arm, producing a sound that made one's teeth ache.
"Dammit!"
Seeing that the severed arm had transformed into such a monster, Lin Qiye's heart sank. He immediately swung the White Slash to strike!
But the severed arm merely let out a sinister laugh and turned, crashing through the void where the two stood. A crisp crack echoed through the dead valley, forcing Lin Qiye and An Qingyu out of the void and into the open—exposed among the countless souls.
Returning to the real world, Lin Qiye's first action was not to pursue the arm or flee. Instead, he immediately recited an incantation, summoning a gust of wind to disperse the ash around them, preventing even a single particle from landing on them.
Having witnessed what had just happened, he clearly understood the horror hidden within the ash. If a single particle touching his arm required amputating the entire limb, then if they were fully exposed to the ash like those souls—truly, there would be no way back.
"My body—do you think you can take it?"
An Qingyu glared in the direction the arm had fled. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as invisible threads materialized in the air, somehow already tethered to the five fingers of the severed arm. With a sharp pull, he dragged it back by force!
Bone-deep frost spread along the invisible threads, coating the severed arm. In the span of a breath, it was frozen into a thick ice block—preserved like a specimen in amber. An Qingyu caught it in his hand.
"Be careful... we've been exposed."
Lin Qiye's voice came from behind An Qingyu. His brow furrowed as he scanned his surroundings.
The souls that had been standing motionless in the ash all turned their heads stiffly in unison, fixing their gaze on Lin Qiye and An Qingyu in the center. Their bodies, covered entirely in ash, had become ash-gray "snowmen."
Recalling what had just happened, An Qingyu glanced at the frozen arm in his hand and seemed to realize something. His expression darkened as he looked at the souls.
"They knew about the pollution in the ash long ago. They're actively accepting the transformation!" An Qingyu lowered his voice. "These are madmen tortured by suffering for countless ages. For them, Cthulhu Faction pollution is the only way to escape their pain, so they devoutly let the ash cleanse them, seeking salvation..."
Before An Qingyu could finish, one of the one-armed souls before them suddenly trembled. The ash covering its body shook off like snowflakes, revealing skin covered entirely in growths!
"Woman... I want a woman... no... I don't need a woman anymore... hehehe..."
In the soul's hollow eyes, an eerie color gradually kindled. Its expression twisted, and a spine-chilling laugh emerged from its throat.
"Kekeke..."
"Squeak squeak..."
Gradually, more and more诡异 laughter mixed into its voice. The growths on its body burst open one after another, sprouting scarlet worm-eyes and grotesque mouths of varying sizes. Their lipless corners cracked wide like hooks, joining in the terrifying laughter.
"I don't need women... I'm not a soul... I don't need women..."
"I received the baptism, I'm not a soul... What am I?"
"What am I..."
"What am I..."
As more and more growths exploded across its body, disgusting flesh organs sprouted forth. Its expression grew increasingly manic, its eyes gradually consumed by pale whites—like a madman laughing wildly in the ash!
"I understand! I'm an angel!"
"Hehehe... I've ascended to heaven! I'm an angel!"
"Heaven... Heaven is snowing! I'm a sacred angel born from the snow!"
"Hehehe..."
Bang—!
Two bursts of blood mist erupted from its back. Two fleshy wings made of growths and dark-yellow pustules slowly unfurled. Countless dark-red worms could be seen writhing within, emitting a nauseating stench!
It slowly walked up to Lin Qiye and An Qingyu. Countless laughs layered like ocean waves as it shrieked maniacally:
"Look! Do I look like an angel?!!!!