Don't call me evil god

Chapter 812 I can't push it away!
Looking at the huge wall of flesh and blood standing deep underground, Pete became alert instinctively.

Although there are many directions for the pollution transformation of "monsters", such as bone hyperplasia, overflowing pustules, corrosive body fluids and even extra limbs and distorted appearance, "flesh and blood" is only one type of pollution transformation and does not necessarily directly represent monsters.

But Pete is extremely disgusted with things related to flesh and blood!

Because this thing may be more dangerous than monsters!

In the secret cave of Green Harbor, the cultists transformed into a deformed monster that was a tangled mass of fresh flesh and blood, and it could become more powerful by devouring other lives.

When Pete thinks back on that experience now, he feels extremely lucky.

The newly born evil monster is not very powerful, which can be seen from its size.

A powerful 3rd level spell can kill it.

But if it was the divine monster that appeared at the end of the Stone Fortress Defense War, when it was born with the help of the stone spirit fetus and the flesh and blood on the battlefield, its body was as big as a small hill. It was not something that "mortals" could resist.

Not to mention humans and dwarves.

Even the most powerful life on the continent of Prentis, the dragon, they could only lure it away and suppress it.

Moreover, its existence will continue to pollute the entire Lingyi Wetland. In the future, that wetland can be directly renamed "Distortion Wetland".

Seeing this wall of flesh and blood inside the dark dungeon at this moment made Pete feel a chill on his back.

They moved forward along the cave passage, and what they saw now was probably just the tip of the iceberg of the wall of flesh and blood.

How big is the overall scale of this thing?

What could be behind the wall?
Is there really an evil god lurking in there?

The more I think about this question, the more frightening it becomes.

The only good news was that this wall of flesh and blood did not look like the aberrations of the gods that Pete had encountered before.

Because it didn't respond to the arrival of the crowd.

Apart from the chaotic pulsation of its blood vessels and the irregular expansion and contraction of its muscle tissue, which looked extremely creepy, it did not attack anyone, nor did it attempt to devour or destroy them.

Hearing Brandon's shout, Pete followed and walked forward.

Then he saw what Brandon called "the door".

Where the flesh and blood veins are close to the ground, a crack-shaped pattern can be seen.

The pattern is about five meters high.

It is very conspicuous.

Because there is an obvious "dividing line" between flesh and blood on both sides of the lines.

It's like the gap between two closed doors.

The problem is: this gap is now tightly closed, the flesh and blood on both sides are squeezed against each other and tightly gathered together, which leaves only a "gap" line.

"..."

Pete fell into deep thought.

The situation at hand is clear.

No matter what is inside this wall of flesh and blood, whether it is unaware of their arrival or not, it will not attack.

If they want to know more, they may have to find a way to "push the door open".

Looking at the twisted, horrible, bloody flesh.

What happens if you touch it?
Will it fight back immediately when it is touched?

Devour everyone together?

Or simply transform their bodies into monsters?

No one knows the outcome until they try.

"Wolaisi...try it!"

An unclear and weak voice sounded.

Everyone was stunned.

The speaker is none other than himself.

It was Captain Morgan Johnson, the one with a dent in his head!

Morgan tried hard to organize his words, but he couldn't come up with a complete sentence after a long time. In the end, he had to use the instant messenger to send out what he wanted to say:
"Let me try it."

"I still have a lot of legendary experience, and I don't think I can reach the threshold of promotion to level 4 in a short period of time. If I die completely last time, the experience will be enough for me to return to level 3 immediately, and it won't affect my strength."

"You guys stay away from him first. If the situation is not right, leave immediately." Morgan's thinking is fluent and clear, but because his brain has suffered a severe blow and has not yet healed, he is currently in a "brain-damaged" state.

Therefore, he couldn't use his consciousness to smoothly control his throat and mouth to make any sound.

The only way to communicate is through instant messenger, which does not require a body.

Seeing the message sent by Captain Morgan, Pete was immediately in awe.

The other party has really invested a lot of money in exploring the depths of the dark dungeon!

The worst result of trying to open this door of flesh and blood is that if you die inside, your body will never be found.

In other words, Morgan will actually "die" once.

Even if resurrected on the Altar of Creation, the reshaped body will be that of an ordinary person.

Now all the legendary experience in this body with the strength of a tier 3 priest will be completely lost.

This is different from the time when they were wiped out in the Isolation Layer.

After the whole team is wiped out, just ask the next team that attempts the challenge to carry out their bodies first. At most, they will only lose some experience. After all, the monsters that killed them don't have the habit of "whipping corpses".

……

Some people chose to be the pioneers of this exploration, while others naturally followed his instructions and retreated a long distance to ensure that they had time to react if any situation arose.

Morgan was the only one left, standing alone beneath the wall of flesh and blood.

"call……"

Morgan took a long, labored breath and tried to mobilize his arms, slowly and firmly reaching out towards the crack in the wall of flesh and blood.

Nearly.

closer.

The fingers finally lightly touched the scarlet surface of flesh.

The soft and moist flesh fluttered a few times under Morgan's touch.

The Wall of Flesh remained unnaturally calm.

It didn't seem to reject Morgan's touch.

Pete watched Morgan's movements without blinking, trying not to miss any details.

Morgan himself suddenly began to try hard to get his body closer to the wall of flesh and blood!
At first, he just slowly moved his upper body closer;

Gradually, his movements had turned into leaning his entire body against the wall of flesh and blood!

The hands that had touched the flesh were firmly "stuck" to the gap, with no signs of movement at all!

Everyone suddenly became nervous!

What happened to him? !

Or……

What happened to him?!

It looked like Morgan was about to be swallowed by the wall of flesh and blood!
Could it be that Morgan's touch made the flesh and blood aware of his presence? !

Pete immediately sent a message to the other party using the instant messenger:

"what's the situation?!"

"Do you need our help?"

"Are you okay?!"

After a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, Morgan's reply finally came.

"Then what..."

"I'm fine. I feel normal. There's nothing unusual happening to me."

"But I can't push open this gap!"

"The flesh on both sides of it is stuck too tightly!!!"

"Excuse me, could someone come and help me open it first?"

……

(End of this chapter)