The strong have the right to obtain everything, while the weak only deserve to become nourishment; this is the ironclad survival law.
As the situation spirals further out of control, some aberrations even begin to exhibit an amalgamating nature.
The multi-faced giant beast formed by the fusion of over a dozen Demons adds the face of each new victim it kills to its own body.
Its size continuously swells, and its intelligence is increasing at a terrifying pace.
"More... need more faces..."
The giant beast speaks with dozens of mouths simultaneously, forming a sinister harmony:
"Only by collecting enough memories can we understand the meaning of this suffering..."
"Join us, become a part of us... then you’ll never be lonely again..."
It begins selectively hunting those Awakened with higher intelligence, attempting to acquire more valuable memories and experiences.
With every new entity it merges with, its understanding of the surrounding environment deepens a bit more.
The entire arena has become a distorted experimental field, where countless aberrant forms are born, grow, and devour each other.
The Erosion effect of the Void Essence continues to spread, even causing the structure of the arena’s buildings to begin mutating.
The living materials of the walls start growing autonomously, forming organ-like structures such as tentacles, eyeballs, and mouths.
The ground turns into a giant maw, continuously devouring the blood and remnants that fall upon it.
Walls sprout dense sensory fibers, monitoring every action within the arena in real-time.
The most uncanny part is the ceiling.
It begins to simulate the shape of Maggs’ spider mask, with nine giant eyes opening, looking down upon the chaotic scene below.
These eyes sometimes weep, sometimes rage, sometimes display a sickly smile, as if commenting on this tragedy.
At the center of the arena, tentacle upon tentacle of Nari transform into strange straw-like tubes.
She carefully extracts the Void Essence emitted during Maggs’ explosion, bit by bit.
The essence Nari collects is the purest, most refined core part.
The lower-quality remnants already starting to blend with the environment, scattered into the air, she doesn’t even glance at.
"Mom, are you..."
Ron’s voice comes through the consciousness connection.
"Of course, I’m collecting the good stuff this old guy left behind."
Nari responds while working, a tone of satisfaction in her voice:
"These Void Essences are of high quality and contain origin power at the Supreme Apostle level; collecting them will benefit us all."
She pauses, her gaze shifting to those secondary essences beginning to disperse in the air:
"As for those dispersed remnants... they’ve already been diluted beyond recognition.
Once absorbed by those lowly creatures, the purity will further drop, turning into pure trash."
Through his puppet’s Perception, Ron carefully observes the surrounding situation.
He can see those warped Abyssal Creatures instinctively avoiding Nari’s direction, and he can also see some bold Awakened taking the opportunity to reap their kind.
"Mom, I have an idea."
His voice becomes deeper:
"Those greedy looters are now massively devouring the aberrations polluted by Void Essence. Although they think they’re getting a deal, in reality..."
"What are you trying to say, darling?"
Nari sensitively detects the implication in her "child’s" words, her numerous tentacles slightly pausing.
"The Void Essence has already made the energy structures of those aberrations extremely unstable."
Ron’s analysis becomes more in-depth:
"If, in this unstable state, we mix in some... additional catalysts, like your Aura of Chaos, then when those looters ingest large amounts..."
He doesn’t finish the sentence, but the meaning is very clear.
Nari’s eyes instantly light up with excitement:
"My child is so clever... this idea..."
She begins to separate a few strands of special Chaos Essence from her body.
These essences appear dark purple-black, each drop containing a high concentration of primordial Aura of Chaos.
Under the cover of the various energy instabilities caused by the Void Essence, Nari begins her precise operations.
She silently injects these high-concentration Chaos Essences into the most warped monsters with the densest residue of Void Essence in their bodies.
These Aura of Chaos seem inconspicuous, completely camouflaged.
But in truth, this is a meticulously designed delay trap.
When two opposing high-level energies reach a Critical Point in the same vessel, it triggers a catastrophic chain reaction.
And the trigger condition is greedy, massive consumption.
"I’ve already guessed which fools will consume the most dregs thinking they’re getting off cheap in my absence?"
Nari sneers inwardly, continuing her collection work:
"Since they like to eat so much, let them eat their fill."
Through the consciousness connection, Ron feels Nari’s satisfaction, and he too smiles.
At this moment, some clever looters have already begun to move.
The Demon Awakened with bony armor cautiously approaches a half-aberrant monster, eyes brimming with greed:
"The quality of this amalgamated entity... should increase my strength by at least thirty percent..."
It reaches out its sharp claws, ready to disembowel the prey.
But just as it’s about to strike, an inexplicable chill makes it pause for a moment.
"What’s going on... why do I suddenly feel uneasy..."