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As I reached my dungeon, I quickly commanded Glutton to regurgitate the goddess's entire body. He obeyed without hesitation.
"GUAAGH!"
The Inventory Bag Mimic vomited the massive corpse onto the grasslands. Even in her weakened state as Armageddon, she remained a towering twenty-meter creature. She resembled a withered, black-and-dark-red humanoid ant with glowing red eyes and sharp, blade-like antennae. Only two arms remained; the others had been lost to the devastating damage she had suffered.
A smoky odor clung to her, mingled with a foul aura of divine power corrupted by miasma. I swiftly absorbed the miasma with my Corrupted Spirit Heart, refining it into pure spirit energy. Then I flooded her body with that energy and began drawing her scattered Soul Fragments and fragments of Consciousness into my own Soul.
