235: Chapter 235 Control India!

Over India.

The gloomy winds howled furiously!

Amaterasu Hime's petite figure stood in the void.

The nodachi, longer than her own height, slowly unsheathed from her waist!

The blade was pitch black! Yet, it glowed with fiery patterns like molten lava!

She did not look down at the collapsing armies or cities.

Instead... she faced the empty air!

Suddenly!

A vertical slash!

Tear—!!!

As if cloth was forcibly ripped apart!

Space!

With that single slash!

She forcibly cut open a massive, twisted crack, its edges flickering with ominous purplish-black arcs of electricity!

Deep within the crack!

It was not nothingness!

It was a churning, viscous, dark crimson color, exuding extreme malice and a bloody aura!

As if hell had opened its eyes!

"Roar—!!!"

"Ow!!!"

"Hehehe..."

Countless spine-chilling roars, shrieks, and sinister laughs erupted from the crack!

Immediately after!

Skeletal, rotting, or chain-wrapped ghostly claws! Ferociously gripped the edges of the crack!

Pulling!

Tearing!

Crack!

The crack was forcibly stretched wider!

The next second!

Countless twisted, horrifying figures!

Like a breached flood of the Styx!

Poured out from the crack!

Some had green faces and fangs! Their tongues several feet long! Dripping with foul-smelling mucus!

Some were covered in festering sores! Crawling with maggots! Dragging heavy instruments of torture!

Some were like flayed blood corpses! Only muscle tissue wriggled!

Others were huge aggregates, pieced together from countless tormented faces!

Asura Devil!

The true! Executioners from the depths of hell!

The moment they stepped into the mortal world!

A dense aura of death and resentment instantly spread!

Even the sky seemed to dim a few shades!

They shambled! They twisted! Emitting bizarre sounds that would make one's sanity plummet! Like a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons! Yet, they carried a strange... order?

Lin Mo frowned slightly.

"Amaterasu."

His voice was not loud.

Amaterasu Hime's delicate body trembled slightly, and she immediately turned, kneeling on one knee in the void, a perfectly 'aggrieved' expression on her small face:

"My Lord..."

Lin Mo pointed at the army of demons, which could give one nightmares just by looking at them:

"I allow you to 'handle' this nation..."

"But..."

His gaze turned slightly cold.

"If any innocents die because of them..."

"You know the consequences."

Amaterasu Hime instinctively pressed her legs together, her small hand secretly rubbing her perky buttocks, which seemed to still bear some red marks, and she mumbled softly:

"My Lord... please... please let this concubine's bottom rest... no more hitting..."

She lifted her small face, her fiery golden pupils filled with 'sincerity':

"Don't worry!"

"These foolish Asura Devils have only the simplest 'obedience' and 'fear' in their minds!"

"This concubine's only command to them is—"

"Those who follow My Lord's will may survive."

"Those who defy My Lord's will..."

A cold, cruel curve, utterly incongruous with her loli appearance, appeared at the corner of her lips:

"Shall endure endless torment!"

"They will only help you... in the most 'efficient' way... to rule this filthy nation..."

"They will absolutely not... indiscriminately kill 'innocents'."

She emphasized the word "innocents" specifically.

Only then did Lin Mo nod in satisfaction.

"That's more like it."

He turned around.

Taking a step forward.

The void beneath his feet seemed to solidify into an invisible staircase.

He walked directly towards the luxurious palace, once belonging to Old Immortal of the Magic Flute, adorned with gems and gold.

Inside the palace, it was already empty, with only a mess on the floor and scattered documents.

Lin Mo walked to the massive throne, crafted from pure gold and ivory.

He didn't even glance at... Old Immortal of the Magic Flute's corpse, which lay on the ground at his feet, head burst open, intestines spilled everywhere, a gruesome death.

He casually... sat down.

Leaning back slightly.

His elbows rested on the armrests, fingertips gently touching his chin.

His gaze was indifferent.

Overlooking the window... that vast nation gradually enveloped by the shadow of the Asura Devil.

Piercing screams, desperate wails, and the roars of demons... faintly echoed from afar.

That was... the old order collapsing.

And also... the new order being forcibly forged with blood and fire!

The entire India... along with its billions of people... at this moment!

Was like trembling lambs... prostrate at his feet!

Fallen into... Lin Mo's hands!