Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

He wore a metal straitjacket, which emitted the energy of a true god.

The faint glow indicated that the straitjacket was working. They must have known their sentence was today, which is why they hadn't given up resisting.

Unfortunately, it was of no use; no sound came out.

The warden stood motionless at the door. His guards led Fren inside and handed him a stack of documents. Everything Fren wanted to know was printed on them.

Worcester Ayr.

This is the name of the middle-aged man, who was sentenced to the punishment of the sun.

He is also a flesh-and-blood type ability user. Unlike the muscle enhancement and sensory enhancement that Furen has seen, his ability does not directly increase combat power.

Digestive Enhancement

The saying "There are no useless abilities, only useless users" is very applicable to flesh-and-blood abilities.

Because of the blessing and awakening of her father, her digestive system was strengthened and developed to an unimaginable degree by this man.

After one experiment, he embarked on a path of cannibalism.

He can better extract the Father's blessing from flesh and blood through devouring and digestion, thereby awakening some of the abilities of those he devours.

He can devour not only the blessings of the Father, but also the blessings of other deities.

His abilities continued to advance, and before he was captured, he was already able to acquire some memories through digestion.

To be honest, the ability isn't that difficult to deal with. The ability awakened through digestion is weaker than that transplanted, and it doesn't significantly boost combat power.

But he once ate the entire human population of an entire neighborhood.

The consequences were extremely serious, so he was taken to Berlin and sentenced to death.

Regardless of which god they follow or what profession they pursue, once their strength reaches a certain level, their physical tissues become extremely resilient, and their regenerative abilities become abnormally powerful.

Furen's awakened level 4 self-healing has not been valued much over the years because once it reaches a certain level, self-healing becomes a passive skill, only varying in speed.

The physical enhancements from flesh-and-blood abilities become even more monstrous in the later stages.

Conventional methods simply cannot kill it.

The punishment of being executed by the sun is somewhat similar to a vampire being baked alive by the sun.

The "Sun Punishment" is the interpretation of the God of Light by his followers. It can burn at extremely high temperatures, making it the best way to deal with flesh-and-blood ability users.

No matter how powerful an ability user is, they will be burned to ashes at this temperature.

The execution will be broadcast live on a specific encrypted channel, which, apart from explicitly prohibiting minors from watching, has no other divine restrictions.

The gruesome death of the criminal can be seen as an explanation to the victims and their families.

"Mr. Holmes, you have one hour to spend alone with him." The prison guard was a young man with chestnut curly hair, and he treated Fren fairly well.

After saying that, he left the prisoner Worcester behind and departed with the other prison guards.

Fren was wondering why they were so comfortable leaving the prisoner with them.

He currently lacks a clear understanding of the various extraordinary professions in this world. But knowing that Worcester could physically devour an entire neighborhood, Fren couldn't fathom how strong this person was; he was definitely no match for him.

Then Fren saw the taciturn warden standing in the corner, quietly watching him.

What price did Mycroft pay to have a warden as his bodyguard?

I was able to get this temporary job here through Mycroft's personal connections. Compared to that, the little bit of money I got from using Mycroft's credit card to eat and drink for free is nothing.

Fren felt that Mycroft treated him no worse than he treated Charlotte.

The fact that Warden Mavolo hasn't said anything yet indicates that he's confident he can suppress any unexpected events that may occur with the prisoners in front of him.

That's absolute strength; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to serve as the warden of the highest-ranking prison.

Furen didn't mind the warden seeing his abilities. He reached out and removed the gag from the prisoner's head, and his five fingers split into many threads that burrowed into the prisoner's seven orifices.

The resistance to crawling through Worcester's flesh and blood was far greater than that of the sensory-enhanced Stanislavski.

An hour... is barely enough.

Since it's about "digestive enhancement," Fren only needs to focus on the hollow organs of the digestive tract, such as the esophagus, stomach, intestines, and bile duct, as well as digestive glands such as the liver and pancreas.

Fren showed no regard for Worcester's feelings, only a desire to record his digestive system as completely as possible. The tentacles, like drills, brutally burrowed into his muscles, nerves, and digestive organs.

To record this ability as accurately as possible, Furen even deliberately severed his own tentacles, causing Worcester's intestines to move and digest them. Furen closely monitored the entire process.

The wonder of life.

"It seems more like...absorption than digestion."

These two concepts only appear similar. Besides absorbing regular food like flesh and blood, this digestive system also has many tissues in a dormant state, which Furen can sense.

It's not that the amount of flesh and blood that makes up the tentacles is insufficient to awaken the entire digestive system, but rather that flesh and blood are not something these tissues are responsible for absorbing.

It sprouted more tentacles and continued to take over Worcester's body. For the first time, Fren encountered a high-level flesh-based ability and finally grasped its mysteries.

The tentacles are multiplying, encompassing not only the digestive system but also all the internal organs.

The human body is always an integrated whole; a change in one part affects the whole.

The fat that Fren had accumulated yesterday has now come in handy, as it has all been forcibly transformed into tentacles that have taken over every corner except for his limbs.

The body was drilled through tunnel after tunnel, and the nervous system, like someone having a seizure, fed the brain a multitude of indescribable sensations, such as soreness, pain, itching, and numbness, which were beyond description.

Worcester's body, bound by the straitjacket, was engorged with blood and his muscles bulged with veins. His blood pressure soared, and his endocrine system became unusually efficient.

He thought this was torture before his death, an attempt to extract his last bit of intelligence, but he endured it all.

Some things are better left unsaid.

But as more and more threads burrowed into his body, Worcester's body gradually calmed down. Fren severed the prisoner's nervous system and forcibly controlled his heart rate to lower his blood pressure; only in this way could Worcester's physical data be recorded more stably.

At this point, Worcester's brain and torso were completely occupied by tentacles, making him more like an organ accessory of Fren.

Worcester's pupils gradually dilated, and the image of Fren in his view underwent an indescribable change.

Large yet small, ethereal yet real. Overlooking reality, subspace, and all dimensions, like a god.

"I'll say it, I'm willing to say it..."

Worcester made this sound as the silken tentacles went in and out of his mouth.

The warden, who stood beside him like a stone statue, finally showed a change in expression.

Unexpected and puzzling.