The sub-god of fear, Chen Shouyi had once encountered, left an extrely deep impression.
Unlike orthodox deities that require faith, these gods live by spreading and creating fear, absorbing the fear emotions of mortals. Evidently, this Sea Monster is well-versed in this craft.
The whole world is shrouded with an almost tangible domain of fear, appearing gloomy and mysterious. Among its midst, ordinary people would inexplicably feel unease and terror as if inhabiting a horror movie.
However, compared to Shankui Province’s dium level of divine power fear domain, that can spawn demons on its own, this one is significantly weaker by more than an order of magnitude.
In retrospect, if the opponent had not voluntarily withdrawn from Earth under nuclear strikes back then, the situation of humanity today would have drastically changed.
Back then, he was not as powerful as he is now.
...
"It seems I need to visit Shankui Province when I get the chance," Chen Shouyi secretly thought.
He rembered the issue with the God of Shadow and Fear hadn’t been completely eradicated. As long as such a deity that spreads fear does not die, and as long as humans still fear Him, He will root himself among humans like a virus.
Chen Shouyi dashed rapidly across the sea, ticulously searching.
His perception pierced through the ocean, reaching the seabed.
The water here isn’t deep, with most areas under a thousand ters, and even the depths not exceeding three thousand ters.
For Chen Shouyi, with a perception as high as 30.2, it was effortless.
He viewed the entire seabed at a glance, and he can even delve over a hundred ters deep into the dense rock.
...
In a certain deep-sea place.
A massive Sea Monster was lounging leisurely in a rock cave.
The cold surrounding seawater ford countless currents of different speeds, swirling naturally, with nurous vortices erging and disappearing around it, appearing exceptionally mysterious.
This dreadfully frightening Sea Monster, with a dozen snake-like colorful tentacles, slightly wriggled, each covered with dim and cold eyes.
Paired with a snake-like triangular head and the pervasive aura of fear, even a distant glance would leave ordinary people with endless nightmares.
Four years ago, it inadvertently arrived on Earth via a Spatial Passage.
And imdiately fell in love with it.
Here, there are almost no competitors or strong enemies, just countless mortals.
For a weak Demigod like it, this place is undoubtedly a vast blue ocean.
After years of untiring effort.
Its enterprise has yielded considerable success.
It has successfully beco the nightmare of many fishern.
Compared to orthodox deities who gather countless followers while sitting at ho, fear-type deities undoubtedly require much more effort and labor, like a model worker.
After all, if you don’t regularly show your presence or create major events, how can you maintain influence?
How do you instill fear?
Without it, it won’t take long before you’re forgotten.
Humans aren’t Barbarians, where a rumor or horror tale could last decades, even centuries, becoming deeply rooted nightmares.
But with the explosion of human information, even the scariest legend quiets in ten days or half a month, and in half a year to a year, few rember. That’s just now, in the pre-mutation network era, even the hottest topics waned in three days.
This is why, for any terrorism incident, so many terror groups risk suppression just to claim responsibility, it’s really a desperate bid to make headlines.
It’s truly just too difficult.
At this mont, it suddenly felt a surge of unease.
As if sensing an impending doom.
"Not good!" The aura of fear on its body brightened rapidly, and the surrounding seawater churned violently, turning into a muddy swirl.
At the sa ti, it swiftly drilled deeper into the rock cave.
Driven by instinctual caution, it had tunneled a vast network through this large underwater mountain, much like a complex web.
Three burrows for a cunning rabbit?
No, for a weak Demigod with no sense of security, even ten, a hundred burrows feel insufficient.
Reality proves it right.
The next instant, with a "boom".
Half the mountain peak shuddered and disintegrated, as the sea boiled over.
The rapidly fleeing Sea Monster witnessed the cave vanish almost instantaneously, letting out a shrill, terrified wail, its body quivering, its heart nearly bursting.
It seed to faintly feel as if an ancient beast’s cold, ruthless gaze observed it as if studying a dead object, locking onto it unwaveringly.
Imdiately, it terrifyingly realized it was ensnared by a horrific power.
"Who, exactly who is it?"
Infinite terror ravaged its heart, its body struggled violently, and the colossal, over ten-ter long tentacles shone brilliantly.
But it was destined to be in vain.
The restraining force abruptly transford into countless invisible spikes, instantly piercing through the Sea Monster...
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"The power of will is still sowhat too weak," Chen Shouyi thought to himself.
He initially intended to crush it into pulp, but unexpectedly, couldn’t do so.
Under his feet ca the "crackling" of freezing seawater, quickly spreading outward.
So spray hadn’t even fallen yet and was already instantly frozen.
In seconds, a magnificent iceberg erged atop the sea.
Temperature is the macroscopic reflection of nurous microscopic molecular thermal activities.
For Chen Shouyi, who can already control and compress atoms, controlling molecules felt as easy and effortless as eating or drinking.
rely by reducing molecular motion, water turned to ice.
Soon, the massive Sea Monster’s corpse surfaced from the water, crashing in front of him, golden blood spraying everywhere.
Yet, Chen Shouyi seed oblivious.
He stood there dazedly, murmuring to himself:
"Mastering atoms..."
His eyes lit ever brighter.
"No, perhaps willpower is stronger than imagined, just... my application was too coarse."
His heart surged with excitent, imdiately extracting two hydrogen atoms.
Then controlled them to draw near.
The electromagnetic field on the atom’s surface began to repel.
But this feeble repulsion posed no obstruction to Chen Shouyi’s will.
After a millisecond, the two atomic nuclei approached each other.
Once they reached a certain proximity, the nuclear strong force between protons overca the electromagnetic force, and they abruptly rged.
A faint wisp of energy blood forth.
Nuclear fusion!
...
Unlike Divine Power, Willpower entirely originates from oneself, making control easier and more precise. If Divine Power was a clumsy, massive hydraulic press, then Willpower was undoubtedly a photolithography machine.
Half a minute later.
Suspended above Chen Shouyi’s palm was a tiny dazzling point of light, endlessly persistent, emitting blinding light and heat.
The light point, although pathetically small, akin to a mung bean, radiated terrifying ripples that made all things shudder.
The core’s mind-bogglingly high temperature of over hundreds of millions was terrifying; without the protection of will as isolation, his palm would have vaporized, and even his body would be severely scorched.
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