Chapter 636 Father is offline? ! ! Transformation and upgrade
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Where is the great protection from the universe? Did I go wrong? Why hasn’t the monster you sent come to rescue me yet? Is he slacking off?
No, no, no.
I won't die, I won't die...
Adversity moment theorem, my theorem, why didn’t it work this time?
There must be a bug somewhere!
But where exactly is it? ! !
Feng Ju was answered by a crisp yet slightly sticky "crackling" sound.
It was the sound of flesh being forcibly torn apart and tendons being broken.
Feng Ju's bulging eyeballs suddenly rolled downwards.
Then he saw a slender, pale, bloodless hand, as white as the finest porcelain.
That was the hand of his daughter Feng Yuhuai.
In his memory, he had held this hand countless times, caressed this hand, taught this hand to write, and copied and painted...
Originally, he planned to teach this hand to kill people.
Now it seems that it is no longer necessary, she has secretly learned it by herself.
At this moment, this hand was being pulled out of his chest inch by inch and extremely slowly, holding a heart in his hand.
The heart was extremely dark, emitting an ominous aura.
"Is this my heart? It's too dark, isn't it?"
Feng Ju's consciousness was like a candle in the wind, beginning to disperse uncontrollably and drift unsteadily.
The light in his eyes quickly disappeared like the receding tide and was swallowed by the boundless darkness.
In the throat, the vocal cords blocked by the red line are still stubbornly making cries for help:
“Uh… uh uh… ahhh…”
Even at this moment, watching the "countdown" on the retina completely shatter and annihilate, watching my heart being ripped out, feeling the vitality pouring out from the hollow chest cavity like a dam breaking
Feng Ju still hadn't completely accepted his fate and given up hope.
He still felt that he could still be saved.
What kind of existence could have shaped such an incredible belief in him?
He was still shouting in his heart:
"The Extrema Theorem is activated, activated, activated ahh ...
Feng Yuhuai was obviously unaware of Feng Ju's inner roar. She clenched her fingers lightly, and her heart snapped and turned into black juice, staining her red line red.
Instantly, an indescribable sense of satisfaction filled my entire soul.
It was as if her previous soul was missing, as if a core was always missing, giving her a sense of nothingness.
And at this moment, that empty feeling of nothingness was finally filled.
The unprecedented feeling of "fullness" submerged her whole body like warm magma.
The feeling was so real, so intense, that her body couldn't help but tremble slightly and whimper like a kitten.
Warm, so warm.
It was like returning to the mother's amniotic fluid, wrapped and nourished by the purest source of life force.
Feng Yuhuai didn't know how to describe it, but he just felt like he was different. The red lines in his body were trembling with joy, and the coils in his pupils were spinning wildly.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain between the eyebrows, as if thousands of fine needles were moving under the skin, pushing out a hideous bulge on the originally smooth skin.
“Sizzle!”
Amid the sound of flesh tearing, a vertical coil suddenly opened up between the eyebrows, emitting a captivating red light.
In an instant, the wide black robe on her body moved without wind and fluttered violently.
A terrifying aura that seemed tangible burst out from her body.
The seeds planted by the puppet mother began to sprout in her body.
"I seem to have transformed and upgraded!"
Feng Yuhuai muttered to himself as he felt the new power surging in his body, the changes brought about by the vertical pupil between his eyebrows, and the sense of "perfection" filled deep in his soul.
The red light in the vertical pupil between her eyebrows flickered with the fluctuations of her mood.
She lowered her head and looked at her dear old father.
In just a few breaths, Feng Ju's body had shriveled beyond recognition. His muscles had shrunk rapidly as if due to dehydration, clinging tightly to his bones, and wisps of black smoke seeped out from the cracks in his cracked skin.
Feng Yuhuai greedily inhaled the black smoke into his mouth and nose. As his nostrils flared, indescribable complex emotions surged in his eyes.
There is the gratitude of sudden enlightenment, the satisfaction of getting what you want, and even more a kind of... enlightenment as if you have attained the great truth!
A profound realization arose in her heart:
Devouring and evolution are the best inheritance of bloodline.
The meaning of bloodline lies in reproduction and inheritance, and shouldn't the highest level of inheritance be between the closest bloodlines, with one party's complete dedication (being swallowed) achieving the other party's ultimate sublimation?
With his flesh and blood, his soul, and everything he had, her father finally accomplished her transformation tonight!
"Is this... the last gift from my father before he died?"
Feng Yuhuai looked at Feng Ju, and was moved from the bottom of her heart. It was like a flood that broke through the dam, instantly breaking down all her emotions.
Tears mixed with the black juice remaining on her lips met at her pointed jaw and dripped onto Feng Ju's withered chest.
Her face was a mixture of crying and laughing, and her expression was twisted and sincere.
Crying and laughing, two completely opposite emotions entangled on the delicate face, and finally blended into a creepy love.
Although my father deceived me, she loved me in the end.
Just like even though I "swallowed" him, I still love him deep in my heart.
ah--
What a great fatherly love and filial piety!
Feng Yuhuai looked at the fading light in Feng Ju's eyes, and promised in a tearful but serious voice:
"Dad, thank you, but you don't have to be too afraid. Death is not the end of everything. From now on, you will be with me forever.
No matter where you go, I will protect you. As long as Yu Huai is not dead, you are immortal and can exist forever..."
Feng Ju: “.…….”
So, I have to thank you~
But your love is too heavy, and I, your dad, really can't bear it.
He opened his mouth and let out a last utterance of “Uh uh ahh ...
But his eyes were not on his daughter, but he stared at [Mask] until his death.
That look seemed to be questioning:
"You just saved me once, save me again, why don't you save me again?"
"You saved me once, so you should save me again. Otherwise, wouldn't that be irresponsible?"
Feng Mu ([Masked]) stood there, motionless.
Just like Feng Yuhuai's soul was stirred, this was also the second time he witnessed his father's death.
And this death is far more... valuable than the last one.
Feng Mu blinked, and the shadow rotating in his pupils completely solidified and stopped.
At the edge, there is a darkness that swallows up all light, like the eternal night before the birth of the universe, cold and dead;
The center is pure white, untainted by dust, like the first ray of light in the newborn universe, flawless and holy;
And at the junction between black and white, dots of scarlet are like burning stars, like burning stars, like the most primitive fire of life, weird and fiery;
It is difficult to describe its specific shape. It is neither a geometric figure nor any known pattern.
It is twisted, complex, and strange, as if composed of countless broken mirrors intersecting spirals, forming a living, constantly transforming kaleidoscopic maze.
Stare at it from different angles and it reflects completely different patterns.
It is clearly still, yet it seems to be constantly changing, emitting an evil that is both inhuman and beautiful to the extreme.
【bite!】
A prompt tone that only he could "hear" sounded like the sound of nature, resounding deep in his consciousness.
【System prompts:】
[[Blood Bar Strange Eye] lv3 meets the requirements for advancement! ]
[Pupil power is advancing...]
Lines of subtitles flashed across the retina.
On the system panel, the [Blood Bar Weird Eye] level 3 icon suddenly shattered, splattering into fragments of data stream.
The fragments intertwined and rotated silently, gradually condensing into a brand new icon - [Kaleidoscope·Blood Stripe Weird Eye] lv1.
The icon was surrounded by a halo of black, white, and red. Behind it, a transparent dotted frame read: "0/20."
"To level up again, you'll need 20 special skill points!"
Feng Mu sighed quietly in his heart, thinking that this is the value of a father.
Once resurrected, twice dead.
The first death will upgrade [Blood Bar Weird Eye] from lv2 to lv3;
The second death directly led to the birth of [Kaleidoscope Blood Strip Weird Eye].
Isn’t this cost-effectiveness ten thousand times higher than any special skill points?
If I could recreate it again...
To be honest, at this moment, he almost wanted to stuff Feng Ju's heart back into his father's chest, if Feng Yuhuai had not eaten the heart yet.
Since his father's death brought such rich rewards, then...let him die again? Would a third death bring even greater power?
[Eternal Kaleidoscope]?
[Rinnegan]?
The thought was filled with an indescribable temptation.
Of course, Feng Mu was just thinking about it in the end.
You can't always take advantage of your father. He is not such an unfilial monster.
The most important thing is that he was afraid that if he saved Feng Ju, the system would think that he had encountered a bug and would take back the reward.
He had finally managed to upgrade his Kaleidoscope Blood-Bar Eye, but he still hadn't figured out what its abilities were, so he couldn't mess around with it.
Moreover, Feng Mu was no longer able to save Feng Ju's life.
He "saw" it clearly. Feng Yuhuai seemed to be tasting the heart, but in fact it was the same as his "copy".
Every lick of that scarlet tongue was extracting something more precious than blood—the soul.
At this moment, a large part of Feng Ju's soul had been eaten by Feng Yuhuai, and the remaining small part was also shattered and dissipated over time, turning into the most primitive nothingness and dust.
Even if he stuffed Feng Ju's heart back in now, all he would get would be an empty shell that had lost its soul and was rapidly decaying.
Oh, it would be great if father were a renewable and recyclable resource.
Feng Mu's heart was filled with sadness:
"Goodbye, dear father!"
He sighed deeply and walked slowly towards Feng Ju.
He lowered his head, his white mask facing Feng Ju's bloody face and eyes that only had a glimmer of light left.
As he watched him approach, the latter was still trying to move the corners of his mouth to make a sound.
Because of some kind of soul connection, he could understand what Feng Ju was asking with his "uh uh ah ah".
He tilted his head slightly, controlling his vocal cords to slightly change his voice, and the voice that came through the mask had a cold, metallic quality:
"You seem to have misunderstood. The reason I saved you was so that you and your daughter could have one last midnight snack."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yuhuai looked at [Mask] with a touched face.
After hearing this answer, the last light in Feng Ju's eyes trembled wildly.
The flesh on his face had fallen off and withered, revealing his white cheekbones and gums. He struggled to squeeze out a final "uh" from his throat.
He was asking: "Is it you?!"
In the last second before his death, Feng Ju finally realized that the voice sounded familiar.
This cold, strange, metallic voice, perfectly overlapped with the vague yet extremely bewitching voice deep in his memory that had awakened him from the abyss of death?!
In an instant, Feng Ju seemed to understand everything.
So that's how it was, it was [Mask] who saved me from death.
Moreover, he saved me twice in total, just for the purpose of making me his daughter's midnight snack tonight.
He really loves Yu Huai.
so…….
I misunderstood my son!
The person who saved me was not Feng Mu, but [Mask]!!!
Feng Mu ([Masked]) blinked.
Under the mask, the corners of his mouth, invisible to anyone, curled up in a subtle and mysterious arc.
He did not quibble, but said with a double meaning:
"Yes, it's me!"
The light in Feng Ju's eyes completely went out, turning into a dark and dead silence.
After an ordinary person dies, their eyeballs lose their luster and become a turbid, dead fish color like frosted glass.
But when the life that was resurrected by the [Feast] faces death again, its eyes will sink into eternal darkness, like two black holes that have been sucked dry of all light.
This is the sign of the [Feast]!
Feng Yuhuai gently licked the blood from the corner of his lips and stared at his father's body in a trance.
She stared blankly at Feng Ju's dark eyes, confused by the unusual dark color.
"Why is it black? Could it be that father can be resurrected again?"
Feng Yuhuai wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed into knots, and reasonable doubts arose in his heart.
Feng Yuhuai whispered softly, like a well-behaved daughter coaxing her disobedient old father, muttering:
"Don't lie to Yu Huai anymore~"
Before she finished speaking, she lightly hooked her five fingers, and dense red lines spurted out from the corpse's head.
The moment the red line gushed out, it generated a destructive force from the inside out, causing the head to explode together, like a blooming scarlet firework.
With a muffled "puff" sound, the entire head exploded instantly, turning into dry ashes that floated in the wind.
Without a head, there is no way to resurrect.
ps: This chapter was criticized by the editor as soon as it was published. It was my fault and I had to make urgent revisions. I have to be more careful in writing in the future. I’m really afraid of 404 errors.
The changes have slightly lacked details and visuals, eh. Let's just leave it at that.
I have done my best to keep the book alive, and I thank the editor for his suggestions. We can't cause trouble for the editor.
Dear book friends, please understand.
Anyway, ahem, Lao Shu must take it easy from now on.
(End of this chapter)
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