On his shoulder sat a black and white clown only two palms tall, shaking a music box.

Ding-ding-dong—ding-ding-dong—

The music box continuously emitted pleasant melodies.

"Hehehehe—" The black and white clown maintained a fixed smile on its face, its body creaking and groaning with strange sounds like a decaying puppet.

"Pig-headed monster—you evil creature—so this is what you wanted my curse for—hehehehe—are you trying to—break that little guy—hehehe—"

The Pig-Headed Butcher said indifferently:

"He's too restrained. I thought throwing that kid from Earth in front of him, with the trigger of returning home, would further accelerate his awakening process. But from subsequent developments, it didn't have much effect."

The black and white clown smiled mysteriously, saying:

"So—you used my curse? Hehehe!"

The Pig-Headed Butcher said calmly: "This is the only reason I released you."

The black and white clown shook the music box, laughing:

"But aren't you afraid my curse will completely destroy him—hehehehe—you should understand—from the moment the curse activates—the chaos has already begun—when he starts becoming crazy and obsessive—the situation will spiral out of control—"

The Pig-Headed Butcher said calmly: "Do you really think He hasn't taken precautions against this?"

The black and white clown tilted its head, revealing springs inside its neck.

The Pig-Headed Butcher said calmly: "This place is called the Cursed Territory, which naturally enhances your curse's effects, and I specifically strengthened the influence here."

"Otherwise, when He was imparting diseases to those werewolves, He would have already determined the effects of your curse."

"And given His personality, He would not hesitate to suppress that curse and ensure it never has a chance to erupt."

The black and white clown emitted waves of eerie laughter, its hand shaking the music box accelerating in frequency.

"Hehehehe—so what? The curse is already out of control now—how can He counter it?"

"You should know very well—while holy power can suppress my curse—at the same time—it also makes my curse more uncontrollable—you don't actually want them to rely on those Night Doctors, do you? Hehehe!"

The Pig-Headed Butcher looked up, saying: "Then it depends on whether He can accept self-distortion."

Because up to this point.

The effects the curse has had on him have only amplified several aspects of his personality.

Making him more extreme, more self-righteous, more obsessive, and more desirous of causing harm.

But none of these have truly touched his bottom line.

The black and white clown smiled: "What is his bottom line?"

The Pig-Headed Butcher closed his eyes: "Stinginess."

The black and white clown maintained its smile, but the hand shaking the music box suddenly stopped.

The Pig-Headed Butcher carried his Butcher Knife, looking up:

"And human lives."

...

Silent Town.

Square.

The eruption of the Flesh Proliferation Potion caused Lynn's body to wildly expand and distort, countless chunks of flesh and screaming limbs continuously growing within the spreading flesh and blood.

Wave after wave of screams made all creatures in the entire town cover their ears in pain.

The holy chains binding him creaked as they tightened.

The magic circle spread by the Twelve-Winged Holy Angel pendant also began to tremble continuously, already developing countless dense cracks.

Raven paled and stepped back.

The chaotic Flesh Calamity actually made him feel waves of fear from the depths of his heart.

Was this why he made people feel uneasy?

He truly never expected this young man to be hiding such a terrifying trump card.

"Hurry!"

He turned and shouted toward the church.

And finally, the church doors rumbled open.

Amid the crowd, the damaged holy chalice emitting boundless light was finally fully awakened.

The Mayor was also shocked by the flesh that had nearly expanded into a small mountain.

"This... what is this..."

Raven had no time to explain further. He quickly rushed to the front, grabbed the Holy Relic, and with both hands rapidly formed one cursed arts rune after another.

Golden light burst through his Plague Doctor Mask.

Amid the sweeping wind.

Gritting his teeth, he fiercely drove the Holy Relic to float before his chest, his gaze fixed intently on the expanding flesh as he began chanting exorcism scriptures.

"Regna terrae, cantate Deo! (Incantation)"

"psallite Domino qui fertis super caelum caeli ad Orientem Ecce dabit voci Suae vocem virtutis! (Incantation)"

Behind him, the Mayor and those priests all closed their eyes, pale-faced, and joined Raven in chanting.

Instantly, the holy chalice erupted with boundless light.

The black fog enveloping the entire town was instantly dispersed.

And the massive flesh monster that Lynn had become emitted wild screams under the purification of the holy power.

Amid constantly overlapping flickers, a humanoid silhouette could be seen inside the Flesh Calamity, continuously clutching its head and struggling.

"tribuite virtutem Deo! (Incantation)"

Raven gritted his teeth tightly, manipulating the holy chalice as thousands of sacred prayers converged upon it, allowing him to step by step approach the distorted flesh.

Wave after wave of black energy continuously spread from the flesh.

"You all!! Shut up!!"

A furious and insane voice erupted from within the mass of flesh.

The massive flesh exploded with countless tentacles, wildly shooting toward their direction.

But it had no effect whatsoever.

Vast holy light pressed down, the terrifying purification effect instantly turning his tentacles into countless points of light as they approached the holy chalice.

"Holy Son, Holy Father, Holy Spirit!"

Everyone closed their eyes, continuously chanting the holy scriptures.

Step by step they approached.

The halo of the Holy Relic grew increasingly intense.

The mass of chaotic flesh began to be purified bit by bit by the holy light screen, gradually shrinking and evaporating.

Finally, after more than ten minutes of continuous prayer.

The massive flesh had shrunk enough to reveal the struggling humanoid form.

At the very center of the magic circle.

Lynn's head suddenly struggled free from the flesh, sharply clutching his own head, his face full of ferocity and madness.

"You're driving me crazy! You all deserve to die!!"

With every word he spoke, the humanoid silhouette inside him flickered once.

That wasn't Lynn speaking at all!

It was the curse inside him!

"Something's wrong! Something's wrong!"

Raven tightly controlled the holy chalice, watching the out-of-control screaming youth under the holy light. He discovered that the curse inside him was indeed being greatly purified and suppressed.

But for some reason, it showed no signs of being completely dispelled!

Instead, it was like a pot of boiling water.

The more it was purified, the more violent the curse inside him became!

Something must be wrong somewhere!

Something must be wrong somewhere!!

And in the next moment, Lynn within the flesh mass suddenly turned his head, his gaze abruptly fixing on him, his eyes filled with madness and violence.

With a whoosh.

A furious clown's face suddenly appeared on his cheek.

"Do you really think you can dispel me?!"

"You only make me suffer! You only make me lose control! You noisy clown!!"

He let out a sharp scream.

Instantly.

Accompanied by crackling electricity, he suddenly raised his hand from the decaying flesh, a silver revolver instantly aiming in his direction.

Bang—

A gunshot.

The demon-hunting bullet instantly shot out from the barrel.