Marvel: The Gourmet God

The prisoners erupted into excitement.

However, just as the joyous smiles began to spread across their faces, a sudden spray of blood filled the air, and a severed head rolled to the ground!

"What just happened?!"

"Blood… there's blood!"

"Ah! Help me! Something pierced through my abdomen! Someone, help me! What is this?!"

"My arm… let go of my arm! Ahhh—"

In an instant, the prison was filled with agonized screams.

Some prisoners had their abdomens pierced by sharp objects, others had their arms brutally torn off...

Some met even worse fates—heads were ripped clean off their necks or sliced at the waist, leaving their lifeless bodies sprawled in pools of blood. Some died from sheer terror, unable to endure the horrifying spectacle.

The ghostly slaughter didn't last long. In less than a minute, all ten or so prisoners were slaughtered mercilessly, their bodies left in grotesque and ghastly conditions. The prison had turned into a hellish scene, reeking of blood so intensely that it was nauseating.

Standing at the cell door, Johnny's face turned slightly pale as he suppressed the discomfort in his chest. He knew that in the Marvel Universe, a world ruled by raw power, survival required speaking with strength alone!

As time passed, the ghost devoured every prisoner in the cell. Johnny's body underwent further enhancement, and with his newfound strength, he felt himself growing accustomed to the blood-soaked horrors of this reality.

"Hmph! These fools deserved their fate."

Taking a deep breath, Johnny pushed aside the fear lingering in his heart.

"What… what did that young man do to them?!"

"I see a head… there's a head on the ground!"

"Can someone tell me what's killing everyone?!"

The prisoners in the surrounding cells were so terrified that many nearly collapsed to the ground. Panic spread uncontrollably among them.

"Who's causing trouble?!"

"How dare you make such a ruckus! Are you looking for death?!"

"Where the hell are the guards on duty? Someone's causing a commotion, and they're nowhere to be found! I swear you'll all face punishment for this negligence!"

Finally, the guards on shift arrived, their footsteps echoing loudly as they rushed toward the chaos, having clearly heard the disturbance from afar.

"Finally here? Too bad… you're a little too late."

Johnny felt the heat surging through his body. Gripping the spear tightly in his hand, he aimed it toward the corner ahead.

"Ghost, kill them all!"

Hearing Johnny's command, the ghost snapped its gaping maw shut and slithered out of the cell, charging toward the approaching guards.

As the ghost rounded the corner, five guards were sprinting toward it. Oblivious to the threat, they wore irritated expressions, ready to vent their frustration on the troublesome prisoners who dared to stir up chaos.

"Kill—"

Before the guard could finish his word, the ghost launched itself forward with a powerful leap, its scythe-like claws plunging into the abdomens of two guards, pinning them to the ground.

"What's happening to you?!"

"What's going on?!"

The remaining guards turned their heads, only to see their two fallen comrades writhing on the ground. Deep, savage wounds tore through their bodies, with blood gushing uncontrollably.

The ghost's undead nature meant it only revealed its true form when under attack.

"What the…"

The remaining guards stared in terror, their eyes wide.

There was nothing visible in front of them, yet their comrades appeared to be under relentless assault from some unseen force.

Before long, the guards caught a glimpse of the monster responsible for the carnage.

The ghost turned its head sharply, its gaping mouth still open. Shreds of flesh clung to its razor-sharp fangs, a sight so horrifying it chilled them to their core.

"The master said… kill… leave no one alive…"

Before the guards could react, the ghost pounced again, its scythe-like claws tearing through them with brutal efficiency.

By the time the last guard glimpsed the true face of the killer, his doom was already sealed.

"No! Stay away from me! Don't kill me!"

The guard's face twisted in terror as he collapsed to the ground, frantically scrambling backward. It was unclear whether he was attempting to flee or simply giving in to the overwhelming fear within him.

"Boom!"

The guard's head exploded like a smashed watermelon under the impact of a surge of energy, scattering red and white fragments everywhere.

"So, not only have I absorbed their strength, but even part of their experience in using spears has been transferred to me through the ghost's devouring?"

Johnny slowly lowered the spear in his hand.

"Ghost, it's mealtime. Don't hold back."

His voice was devoid of emotion.

The guards who had rushed in moments ago all became the ghost's feast.

The ghost opened its grotesque mouth wide, tearing into their flesh and devouring them hungrily. The scene was drenched in blood and gore.

Johnny could feel the heat within him growing stronger as the ghost continued to feast. Waves of energy surged into his body, making him increasingly powerful.

"Strength… such overwhelming strength, all coming from their flesh and blood!"

"No need to spend endless time or shed sweat and blood to train…"

"I can grow stronger just by devouring them!"

"Ghost, kill every single person in this prison!" Johnny commanded coldly.

"Devour them all and turn them into my strength!"

Even after devouring just a few guards, Johnny felt his strength had increased beyond measure compared to before.

If he could consume all the prisoners in the God Realm prison—especially those with significant power—his strength would become unparalleled!

Most of the prisoners here were war captives brought from various realms by the God Realm, while a small portion were criminals from the realm itself.

None of them had bloodless hands.

In this world where right and wrong blurred, Johnny's mindset had completely shifted.

To him, these prisoners were nothing more than fuel to enhance his power.

"Delicious… kill them all…"

At Johnny's command, the ghost charged forward. It randomly chose a cell, bent the iron bars with ease, and unleashed a massacre inside!

"Not only am I growing stronger, but the ghost's power is also increasing significantly!"

Johnny noticed that the ghost, too, was rapidly gaining strength, though its enhancements were limited to its raw power and abilities. It couldn't acquire any new skills or attributes from its victims.

Johnny, however, was different. His body had already absorbed various abilities.

The most prominent were the ice-based attacks from Jotunheim, home of the Frost Giants, and fire-based attacks from the realm of fire.

"It seems these prisoners' deaths are even more necessary now!"

By devouring them, Johnny not only became stronger himself but also empowered the ghost.

When the time came, Johnny would face any enemy with absolute confidence!

"Ah! Where are those damn guards? They always show up when you don't need them, but now that we do, where the hell are they?!"

"Help me! There's a shadow killing everyone! Somebody, save me!"

"Let me out! I don't want to die! Let me out!"

Every time the ghost entered a cell, chaos erupted. Horrified screams filled the air, echoing throughout the God Realm's dungeon.

The prisoners in other cells were drenched in cold sweat, clueless about what was happening. All they could sense was a creeping darkness engulfing them, a suffocating fear threatening to devour their hearts.

Meanwhile, guards who heard the commotion were rushing to the scene.

But Johnny didn't need the ghost to handle them.

"It's about time I tested my own strength."

A ruthless glint flickered in Johnny's eyes.

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