The tailor soon turned and fled, he was a man of the times, and besides, he didn't care so much about Abraham's life and death. Most importantly, the tailor had a vague sense that the blood lord was doing the right thing, but he had a hard time understanding the purpose of the exercise.

In the empty hazmat warehouse, footsteps rang out again, from the very spot where Abraham's body hit the wall.

The blood owl stood in the doorway, and the red light shone into the pitch-black warehouse from the far side of the hallway, stretching his shadow wide.

"This disguise of yours is very clever, I always thought you were strange, but I could never tell what it was, and it was not until I came to this warehouse that I thought of the truth. The blood owl spoke.

He was answered by a man's voice, but not Abraham's, but another: "As far as humans are concerned, you are very smart." Rahman said, walking to where the light could reach.

His face is nothing special, it's the kind of zombie face that a member of evltin should have, nothing special, and he can't make too many expressions. But the location of his head at this moment is not strange.

At the back of Abraham's neck, where the seventh cervical and thoracic vertebrae connect, Rahman's head grows like a pustule bursting out of his body, and the neck that belongs to Rahman is surrounded by wriggling flesh and fluids. In front of his head, Abraham's neck and skull were gradually squeezed into the front of his body, his face distorted, and pus still in his mouth.

Rahman apparently had complete control of the body, and he raised his right hand to grasp Abraham's skull, and with a slight force his five fingers were embedded in the flesh of the bald head, and then, with a forceful pull, pulled Abraham's head and neck out of his chest, shattering the bones and tendons, and a large pool of pus and blood gushing out. But in an instant, countless fleshy objects that moved like maggots crawled out of the large hole in Rahman's chest, and quickly filled the wound, and the muscles and skin there immediately became a disgusting wriggling. Then...... The wound is completely gone.

"This body is yours. The bloodlord said, "You just grafted the poor creature's head and neck into your body and provided him with blood and oxygen." He looked at the discarded human head, "When you're done with this, you're going to hand over some control of your body to the other person." And you yourself are lurking in this body.

When Abraham woke up from a coma, he didn't know all this, he thought he was alive and in all his limbs, uninfected. Biography is actually in addition to his head. There's nothing left, he's using your body.

Naturally, you can make him unable to detect the changes in his body, this is very simple, all the information transmitted to his brain can be controlled by you, as long as he does not cut himself with a scalpel, he will never find the excess cell tissue hidden in the body, that is, the part of the brain tissue that belongs to you. ”

The blood owl finished smoking the cigar that Feng Xie gave him just now, threw it aside casually and said, "In a body." There are two kinds of consciousness. But you are no longer human, there is no such thing as good and evil in what you do, and I can't feel such a thing as 'sin'. That's why I've always thought this Abraham was a little strange, but I couldn't say what it was. ”

Rahman continued his words: "But when you came to this warehouse, you suspected 'me'. Or rather, who I used to be...... Rahman. ”

"All the way those are attached to the ends of the tentacles of the giant fleshy mass. The human stump with only half of my body left really gave me some inspiration. The blood owl sneered and said, "Since Edmund Lee's E-cells have mutated and are able to 'eat' sea creatures. Make it a part of your body. Then you can also connect parts of other creatures to your body, and the brain is just an organ. He paused for a moment and continued: "When I think, I don't think of you as a human being, but if the 'E cell' has a mind, what will it do? To evolve, you need humans, but not just by simply devouring. You're relying on the traditional way of evolution – fear. Like Edmund Lee did before I killed him, that's what you need.

The E-cell developed by evltin is a thing that evolves on its own when encountering an enemy stronger than yourself in battle, which is your fundamental characteristic, which existed before the mutation, and now naturally exists. The fear and despair that arise when people are cornered will make you stronger.

But you don't have that fear anymore, because you're no longer human, so you gave Abraham a 'head transplant' and let him struggle to survive in this purgatory-like institute, while you lurk inside him and enjoy evolution through the 'resources' he provides you.

This explains why so many people are dead, but he, an ordinary researcher, is still alive. It's not that he's lucky or capable, it's just that you're influencing him inside and guiding him to survive. If I'm not mistaken, in the past few days, you have not been able to give him absolute safety, you have always made him struggle at the death line, and when he is about to lose it, you can give him adrenaline physiologically, or paralyze his amygdala, and he will continue to play with you without knowing it. ”

The blood lord said as he walked towards the other party: "When the guerrillas attacked the institute, you came to the warehouse and destroyed the gates, you know that the entire warehouse could be destroyed, except for the piece of flesh that belongs to your own kind can be left in the flames.

When you merge with this man named Rahman, you erode his brain and become a creature with an autonomous mind. But the specimen in the warehouse had no thoughts, it was just pure instinctive lifeforms. Still, you released it, carrying the mass of E-cell tissue burned to the brink of death by the flames, through the hallway behind me. Outside this corridor, you just have to 'feed' it a living person, so that it has enough **, has the ability to act, and then, it is like a fat man in a dessert house, as long as you open your mouth.

Regardless of whether it eventually evolves 'wisdom', you and it, through different evolutionary paths, will eventually go to the extreme of evolution. ”

"That's right, Blood Lord. Rahman said: "In terms of evolutionary needs, you are a very precious resource, my compatriots, after eating you, you should be quite improved." You're useless to me, though. If you break Abraham's neck, I'll have to find another human to give me pheromones, but you definitely don't meet that condition, you're not afraid of anything. ”

"It grows by devouring living things, and you rely on the human brain to provide you with fear as fertilizer. The blood lord smiled, "Don't you think there will be any problems in the end of this matter?"

"I know that when all the creatures on Earth are gone, one of me and it will be wiped out. Rahman replied.

"By that time, you'll be fighting creatures the size of an entire planet. Blood Stalker said.

"So what?" replied Rahman calmly, "if it finally devours me, then on Earth, the end of evolution is its form." If I lose the last container and have enough strength to destroy this planet, then I am the form at the top of evolution. ”

"For you, both are wins. The blood lord continued.

"Yes. ”

The blood owl's face was full of sinister smiles: "So, what do you think of tearing you apart now, and grinding that giant beast in the research institute into slag?"

Rahman did not answer his question, but slowly raised his right hand, and a finger gently brushed the top of his head, tearing open the scalp, and even the skull under the skin was split. He calmly cut his head, and said in a calm tone: "Your inference is not correct in all details. You think I hid my 'brain' in this body......" He said this, the contents of the skull have been completely exposed, there is only a mass of flesh there, but there is no brain: "But you are wrong, since you know that you can't treat me as a chéng rén, you should know that I don't necessarily need an organ like a brain, and this head is only something that is generated to receive visual and auditory signals and communicate with you normally, not for 'brain'. He opened his arms, "Every piece of flesh, every bone, every cell in my body is different from what you imagined, so why should I be judged by human standards for a higher life like me? My brain can be liquid and flow in blood vessels, or I have no blood vessels at all, no bones, and no muscle tissue as you imagined." ”

"You're trying to tell me that if I tear you to shreds, you won't die, right?" the blood owl's expression was still the same, he himself wouldn't have a fear reaction anyway, which was very similar to the monster in front of him.

"I just want to tell you that the idea of using force to destroy us is ...... You don't even have to try. Rahman's left shoulder burst open without warning, and his right hand reached out, probed into the flesh, and slowly pulled out a hard object from his body, which was certainly not a bone, but red, more like solid blood. The blood was still viscous when it left his body, but after a few seconds of exposure to the air, it congealed into a hard material.

Soon, a one-meter-long, true blood blade was held in Rahman's hand: "But in my judgment, you won't change your mind just because of my words. ”

"No, I've changed my mind. The blood lord said, "The plan to tear you apart has now been changed to blow you to the ground." ”

"Nonsense. The crown of Rahman's head closed on its own at this point, and the healing method was also the self-repair of maggot-like flesh and blood, "Arrogant and ignorant low-level creatures, choose when and where to die, and perhaps the last thing you can enjoy." "To be continued.