An associate professor in life engineering travels to a medieval European fantasy world. Using modern biochemistry, he discovers that viruses, bacteria, and parasites extinct in human history are a...
With a flick of his right hand, Adam's apple rose, and black parasites swarmed forward, instantly engulfing dozens of corpses in the center of the room.
With a series of snapping and biting sounds, dozens of corpses instantly turned into bloody, mangled zombies. Every part of their bodies was filled with dense black parasites that continued to grow, divide, and multiply.
On the throat bone, that desiccated, corpse-like body, spots of pale blue light appeared, but quickly disappeared.
"What powerful strength!" Throat Bone placed his hands in front of his eyes, watching the strands of pale blue light twirl and dance at his fingertips, his eyes gleaming with a faint light, and exclaimed with delight, "This feeling is truly wondrous!"
Standing to the side, astonished, Mylis asked, "What did you see?"
“The world is no longer the world, matter is no longer matter, I can see the origin that constitutes all things—a pale blue, floating particle in the air…” the throat bone muttered to itself, “Could this be the soul?”
"The Tyrant Resurrection Worm... I mean, the experiment with the Funeral Worm was successful?" Turning to look at the dozens of revived zombies in the center of the room, Myris frowned and asked, "What's going on with them?"
“I could feel their souls entering my body, but their bodies were controlled by the sacrificial worms, crying and howling, yearning for the flesh and blood of living beings…”
A zombie turned its head toward the stairwell, and smelling the scent of life on the ground, it sprinted toward the exit with all its might.
The throat bone stretched out its hand and grabbed at the air, instantly stopping the running zombie in its tracks, which then fell heavily to the ground.
"Don't be in such a hurry, my little darlings, it's not your time to make your appearance yet..." Inside the throat bone's body, thousands upon thousands of sacrificial parasites huddled together, greedily sucking the pale blue aura emanating from his body.
A slight smile played on Adam's apple's lips as he whispered, "You will soon have many new friends, many, many..."