The outside world, the Mechanical Heavenly Palace, the underground laboratory.

As Yan Luge's consciousness sank into the Sea of Origin, the alien imprints that had been devoured by him were no longer suppressed, and his body began to be polluted and mutated.

His body first burst into small bloody wounds, and then from the bloody wounds grew foul white hairs and scales, and the flesh seemed to begin to decay in his body, and overflowed from the cracked wounds on the surface of his body.

He slowly raised his head, one of his eyes as cold as ice and the other as red as blood.

He stretched his limbs against the shackles all over his body.

As he moved, the shackles that had been placed on him began to crumble, followed by a beep from the restraints that clung to his back, and sharp steel spikes stabbed into his body.

The steel spike pierced into the joints of his spine with unmistaken accuracy, destroying the nerves in his spine.

Yan Luge's body twitched, and he collapsed without saying a word.

As a kind of vertebrate animal, most of the muscles and organs of human beings need to be controlled by spinal nerves, once the nerves here are damaged, ordinary people will only end up paralyzed, and extraordinary people with super self-healing ability will have to drink a pot.

"Are we being too ruthless?" His Holiness's disciple asked with some concern.

The confinement measures in the underground laboratory were originally used for xenomorphs, so they didn't care about people's inhumanity, but didn't it feel too much to use such destructive methods on their director?

"You're thinking too much." The Venerable Atomic Energy replied faintly.

In the next second, Yan Luge, who should have lost his mobility, slammed his fist and shattered all the bits and pieces on his body into slag.

Question: "......"

This set of things that can imprison a third-order xenomorph lasted less than five seconds in the Rhythm Singer.

"That guy should have done some modifications to his nervous system, the plexus distribution is closer to that of a snake or an insect, and even if the central nervous system is severed, it can still ensure a certain degree of mobility." His Holiness saw a clue.

Standing in the wreckage, Yan Luge took a step forward, and the tentacles behind him spread out like an octopus, carrying a huge wind pressure, slamming the door, one after another, smashing the gate made of rock gold into one pit after another.

"I actually relied on the brute force of the phantom limb to smash it, it seems that I lost consciousness." The Venerable Atomic Energy nodded and commented.

Although Yan Luge likes his tentacles very much, most of the time they are not used as weapons, but as convenient and dexterous siblings.

Where is it going to be like this?

"Let's go." The Venerable Atomic Energy turned around and beckoned to his disciple, "This sect won't last long." ”

There was a chaotic retreat.

Twenty seconds later, Yan Luge blasted open the door of the rock gold manufacturing with a punch and broke out.

He was covered in long hair and scales, and he walked in a strange way, as if the bones of his feet had been broken.

Broken stubble poked out of the skin of his legs and clinged together, rendering him unable to walk, relying on his tentacles to move.

The polluting forces had eroded into every corner of his body, intending to twist him into a monster.

The automatic weapons in the hallway all aimed their guns at him, firing a salvo without mercy.

But thirty seconds later, the song of words, which looked more and more like a monster, came out of the smoke of gunpowder, leaving behind the mechanical wreckage in the field.

His body was dripping with blood, but his expression remained silent.

……

Sea of Origins.

"The origin of spiritual power? Little Spirit? Xiaoyuan? Are you still there, dear? ”

"Well, you don't like to talk, do you? Let's not talk about it, I understand, you are not the only child I know with autism...... But can you give me some convenience, such as letting me get a little closer to you in the Sea of Origin, and comprehend the transcendent ability beyond the Nine Stars in an instant? ”

"I really want to help you, after all, helping you is helping humanity itself. When I gain power, I will wholeheartedly help you fight against foreign enemies, and I will never give up until I kill all those gods, and I will never regret shedding my last drop of blood for this. Can I swear, I can make a covenant, or in whatever way you specify? ”

There was no answer.

The Sea of Origin sank into an eternal silence as it had for thousands of years.

Yanluge sighed secretly.

He had said all the good things, but the voice just didn't appear again.

As if it had never existed, the words Ritsu heard were hallucinations.

"How can it be a hallucination?" Yan Luge smiled helplessly in his consciousness, "I know that you are conscious, so that's it." I'm here today to make sure of that.

"All the transcendence and wonder of this world comes from you, and you are a creature that I do not understand or reach at all, just as an elephant is to an ant. But we have a common enemy, the transcendent beings of this world united, and the ants can bite the elephant to death.

"If you don't want to help me, I don't have to rely on shortcuts. I'll go my own way, and we'll see you again in the future. ”

Two seconds passed.

"Am I leaving?"

Another two seconds passed.

"Am I really leaving?"

Another two seconds passed.

“……”

It is also thanks to the thick-skinned person of Yan Luge that he can stay in vain after saying goodbye.

Can't stay any longer, though.

If you stay longer...... It is estimated that his body is about to start dismantling.

Yan Luge didn't say anything more, and withdrew from the Sea of Origin without a sound.

However, the moment he left, he heard a very soft whisper.

- It's me.

At the last moment, the source of spiritual power answered the question of Yan Lu Ge.

He said, "It is I, I am the source of spiritual power 4,000 years ago."

……

The consciousness of the song fell back into reality.

The familiar pain of his body pierced his nerves frantically, but the mentally prepared words and songs held it up.

He immediately sensed the extent of the xenomorph imprint riot in his body, and the extent to which his body was polluted.

…… It's kind of a little bit unpleasant.

He couldn't even control his severely deformed siblings for a moment, and could only watch as they dragged themselves towards the Atomic Venerable.

The latter, while riding the mechanical lotus platform to retreat at great speed, condensed a scorching white ball of light from the palm of his hand.

Yanluge made a decisive decision on the spot.

Extremely calmly, even indifferently, he reversed his tentacle phantom limbs, wrapped around his limbs, and twisted and pulled violently, crushing the contaminated parts alive.

Such an extremely ferocious action made people's hearts furious, and it also made the movements in His Holiness's hands stagnate slightly.

The dazzling ball of light brushed shoulders with Yanyuge and landed on the building behind him, blasting a small mushroom cloud.

I'm afraid that if he is half a second late, he will reach out and twist His Holiness's neck, and His Holiness will also smash this thing that is suspected of being a miniature nuclear bomb on his head.

(End of chapter)