It is like a brown bear that has been dormant for a winter. It seems that the whole mountain has life. The strong and powerful heart beat is shaking everyone in the house and every heart. It forces them to beat at the same frequency as it, or they will be harmed by the invisible tremor.


    The offspring of the evil god, the creeping meat mass, the undifferentiated protoplasm, and the left hand of the great creature, at last, began to have consciousness at the expense of its compatriots and believers. Its body began to tremble regularly, because the soft structure was not fixed, and the tentacles that attacked the enemy retracted and rejoined the line of differentiation.


    If the monster is allowed to choose the path of evolution freely, the result is likely to be disastrous. Such a huge amount of biological energy gives it room for imagination and creativity.


    And the heartbeat that forces the creatures to give in forces the people present and the dwarfs and even the goblins can only cover their chest and struggle to survive in it. In such a case, no creature can stop it from changing, unless he has no heartbeat.


    It''s not early for vampires. So Jung became the only exception in the crowd who could still be active. He was used to this kind of exception. He was always the exception. When his people died, he survived. In the death of his companion, he did not usher in eternal sleep. When his injury was too heavy and he should stop his life, he was selected by the blood clan.


    To experience what he has experienced may lead to his own illusion of being different from others. But Jung knew from the beginning that the exception was not lucky. The exception meant that he had to face the situation that others had not faced, such as the present.


    "Poof!" The werewolf''s claws turn into drill bits and take Barak deep into the original meat mass. He is neither a dragon nor a wizard. Besides, even the latter can hardly work out a way to destroy such a large group of flesh and blood in a short time. Therefore, Jung can only do one thing, do his best to achieve the greatest results.


    His choice is the heart, the new, powerful center in this sarcoma that can frighten the heart. He wants to destroy it. As long as he can destroy it, even if it can''t be fatal, it can greatly slow down the differentiation speed of this group of things and buy time for his companions who are still outside. At least, they can try to escape.


    The deeper he went, the more Jung wanted to go back and yell at those people to escape from this damned place now. He never thought that fat would become so hard to penetrate when it was interwoven with undifferentiated tissue and growing blood vessels. Now, of course, he was a sharp knife, but the butter he was going to cut was squeezed to some very shocking density. With a sense of vibration, he was sure that the heart was not far away, but he was increasingly uncertain whether he could destroy it.


    The power of life is always described as good and gentle, but when it is strong enough to a certain extent, the candle light that warms the heart can also become a fire that destroys the city.


    The thick red skin film is right in front of you. It looks like the center of a typhoon. Every time it vibrates, it makes the surrounding attachments shake violently. Jung tried to tear it with his claws, but the material around him was too soft to use, and the sharp claws couldn''t work.


    He tried to open his mouth again, but before he could bite the skin of his heart, the thick tissue filled his mouth like gum. Not only the mouth, but also the huge body has no resistance to this outsider. The flesh around the vampire is squeezing him hard, trying to turn him into a living amber and block it here.


    Claws, take off. Fangs, disappear. The silver haired and red eyed spirit reappeared, with a complex pattern painted on the chest with tattoos on the naked upper body. The pattern became ferocious with the face of its owner, and it also began to emit a solid red light. This is the unique inheritance of Barak blood clan, and the unique ability and integration of many blood lines.


    The true ancestor of the Barak blood group has been exploring the question of whether only life can transform other things into their own part, that is, eating. And why is this process established? Why can organisms get energy by eating, and why do they have a range of foods?


    The pattern turns into a blood scab, which tears into a wound. The wound ruptures and exposes the ribs below. The ribs give way to change the inner structure.


    The range of eating indicates that the food eaten has the same origin as the eater, so it has the possibility of mutual transformation. So if we move forward, why is this possibility? In a broad sense, is the rich and colorful things in the world exist when the material world appears according to the theory of elements, or is the world itself constantly divided? Was the original world made up of a single element or something more pure than an element, which was transformed into various substances through a certain link?


    Soon, Jung''s chest grew a mouth, a sea anemone like mouth with a plurality of meat petals, serrated teeth, and four rattan like tongues.


    Is it possible, then, that by swallowing and merging, an individual in this world can return to a more primitive state of the world? If the individual can do this, can he or she become a higher existence than the present world itself, and become the reverse of the law of nature by reversing the process of differentiation. If so, will he become the existence above all changes?The four tongues, like toads, stretched out and pulled what they touched into the mouth. As more and more things were swallowed, the mouth on the chest became larger and larger. The protuberance under the meat flap that was close to the skin began to appear, as if Jung had a lump of sarcoma on his chest. He''s flowering, and every part of his body is blooming.


    If what the great left hand is doing is changing from pure protoplasm to a creature with definite form, Jung is just the opposite. He is devouring this creature and returning everything to a more primitive state. The flesh and blood are reduced to gas and water, and the hard particles are melted into a mixture of metal blocks.


    This is a duel between evolution and degeneration, whether the evolutors first evolved the ability to eliminate the virus in the body, or whether the degenerates first exhausted the energy of evolution. However, Jung knew that this confrontation would not continue indefinitely. He had a limit. Now, he could restore his familiar body shape by protruding the flowers on his body, which meant that his phagocytosis and integration would not be complete, and he did not want to be so thorough, because thoroughness meant that he would lose what he called himself and change Into something more primitive and ancient.


    Barak''s upper class blood clan is very rare, because they are always too greedy to cross that line.


    Fortunately or unfortunately, Jung''s worries were doomed to be superfluous. He overestimated himself and underestimated the descendants of evil gods. While he devours each other, the other party is also learning from him. The fat becomes hard, and the bones are covered. The flowers growing on the vampire can no longer eat any food.


    It''s time to get out of here. If he doesn''t, he''ll turn from a devourer to a devourer. As he fled toward the body of the great left hand, Jung thought thoughtfully,


    "has he been fighting against this kind of thing? What makes him? "


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