Everything seems to be going in a bad direction.

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"roar…"

In Chen Zhong's hiding place, the twisted fat man kept drawing something on the ground with his own flesh and blood.

There was a looming figure behind him. Judging from the heavy breathing, that figure seemed impatient.

"Yes...that's it...my child..."

The figure shook slowly, and blasphemous words came from his mouth.

"Give everything you have and surrender to me!"

As the fat man sketched, the figure became clearer and clearer, and the pollution and power emitted became more and more powerful.

"Come to me and let us gather together in this feast of flesh and blood."

The fat man's body expanded rapidly and soon turned into a disgusting shape.

The bones are turned outwards, flesh and fat flow together, and the skin and blood vessels disappear.
Chapter completed!