Leos leather boot slammed down on Abbot Kongwen shattered chest The edge of the black iron spatula pressed with perfect precision against the trembling ankle He did not hurry to end this hypocrites life

  He handled him the way a delivery rider handles trouble on the route Kongwen thrashed and begged and tried to bargain Nothing could shake the ice in Leos eyes

  Under the red scanning lines of the GPS system the once majestic abbot became a discarded order marked refused delivery

  The instant Kongwens breath finally broke the sky of inky black was ripped open by a giant hand that spanned the heavens The gravity of Mount Sumeru surged a thousand times in a blink The air thickened into living iron and locked every body in place

  Monks and demon cultists alike were crushed down into blurred flesh and blood Above the clouds the figure of the demon sect lord slowly appeared His body was not made of blood and bone

  He was a phantom built from countless flashing geometric lines and flowing ghost light

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  His voice screeched like electronic interference It carried mockery sharp enough to drive a soul into despair He said this was the true Buddha you chased with all your suffering

  With a casual wave he split the void and revealed the real ugliness behind the Sumeru realm This world was only a farm made to harvest sentient life The so called spiritual qi was feed used to force ripening

  The so called faith was energy harvested on schedule Those so called enlightened monks were only sturdier breeding stock in the pen They were only waiting for the final slaughter

  Under the pressure that felt ready to snap his spine Leo jerked his head up He spat a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth A wild curve lifted at the corner of his mouth

  His right hand shook as he raised it toward the sky and toward that so called god With steady final contempt he held up his middle finger

  Logic conflict detection completed System permissions fully unlocked The calm navigation voice in his head became a harsh red alarm

  It detected illegal administrator interference It rebuilt the logic chain It forced the launch of the ultimate delivery program

  Leo slowly reached into the blood soaked karmic insulated bag That bag was the last dignity he had as a delivery rider It was also the final trump card that could format this fake world into nothing

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