Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

On the far left is a kitchen, and in the middle is a dining table, but there are no chairs.

On the other side, there is a bed, a dressing table, and near the wall, there are many bookshelves filled with all kinds of books.

Looking around, Los saw a woman with long hair sitting in an old wheelchair, facing the bookshelf with her back to Los, seemingly looking down at a book.

“My name is Los Arkham,” Los said with a smile.

The long-haired woman did not turn around, but continued to speak in that distinctive and authoritative voice: "I know you, George Arkham's son."

"Your father should be dead by now, right?"

Los nodded: "He passed away a week ago."

The woman said calmly, "This is a good ending for him. His heart is full of darkness and twistedness, and given any chance, he would have gone down an inhuman path from which there is no return."

“You know my father very well.”

"I know each and every one of you."

As the woman spoke, she put down the book, placed her hands on the spinning wheel, and turned to look at Los.

This is a woman who looks to be in her early thirties. Her skin is smooth and elastic, she has a full forehead, and her jet-black hair falls casually down her back.

She has a classic oval face and striking, large, blood-red eyes.

Those big eyes were very special, red and crystal clear, and you could even see the prismatic colors on them, like a pair of perfect gemstones set in her eyeballs.

With a pair of black-rimmed glasses perched on her high, straight nose and wearing a gray-white robe, she initially appeared to be a mature, dignified, beautiful, and elegant female professor.

However, the lack of sun exposure over a long period of time made her skin frighteningly pale, and the bluish veins under her skin were even clearly visible.

Although her upper body was relatively normal, her legs had severely atrophied, as if they had not grown since she was twelve years old, which was incongruous with her beautiful appearance.

"Time waits for no one! Lilith, you've gotten old too." These were the words Los said to this beautiful and remarkably well-preserved woman.

Lilith was somewhat surprised to hear this. She reached out and touched her face, saying, "I don't look much different from ten years ago."

“But you’re already wearing reading glasses,” Los said, pointing to the glasses on her nose.

Lilith paused, then took off her glasses, saying with a hint of self-deprecation, "I once dreamed of having a long life, but unfortunately, only ten years have passed."

Los walked confidently toward her, standing right in front of her without any hesitation. He squatted down and looked at her with a smile, saying, "You are much more beautiful than I imagined. I have absolutely no resistance to a mature, dignified, beautiful, and elegant older sister like you."

Lilith smiled gently after hearing this: "Child, you are still young, don't think about these unhealthy things."

“I’m not young anymore, don’t you believe me? Take a look!” Los retorted.

Lilith's striking blood-red eyes gradually revealed a gentle smile: "You don't seem to be afraid of me at all."

“If I were afraid of you, I wouldn’t have come here,” Los said, placing his hand on her thin, shrunken legs.

Those calves were not even as thick as Los's wrists, and they were full of wrinkles. They felt like the legs of a mummified corpse, not human legs.

"How does it feel?" Lilith asked with a smile.

Los clicked his tongue and said, "It's not good. It feels like touching a dried-up corpse. I prefer smooth, long, and elastic legs."

Lilith leaned forward slightly, looked down at her legs, and said, "These legs used to be my proudest asset. I loved running and jumping with them."

"Then when I was thirteen, I was attacked by a classmate who was jealous of me, and it was completely shattered."

"I know, but compared to having your uterus removed, it's nothing, right?"

Los squinted at her, looking at her like a demon.

"Especially since it was removed by one's own parents."

Chapter 0018 Two Non-Humans

Upon hearing this, Lilith's long-buried memories resurfaced.

She looked the same, but in the next second, she suddenly raised her right hand, and then a cold glint flashed by, and Los's head was ripped off his neck.

Then, a twisted and ferocious smile appeared on Lilith's face.

Its eyes were wide open, and its mouth was stretched open, revealing its pale white teeth and scarlet tongue. It was hard to imagine that a human could look like that.

"Foolish fellow! You really think locking me up for ten years will tame me?! You really think I'll treat you specially?! Los Arkham! Your arrogance and conceit will bring countless disasters upon the entire city of Arkham!"

At this moment, she completely changed from her previous intellectual and elegant demeanor to an incredibly ferocious and crazed appearance, as if she had become a completely different person.

She held the sharp knife in her left hand and tapped it on the bookshelf, as if calling out to something.

But after two minutes, nothing changed.

"What's going on?" Just as Lilith was feeling puzzled, a mocking voice came from behind her.

"Stop knocking. I've already taken down the four people you were controlling."

Upon hearing the voice, Lilith felt as if she had been bitten by a venomous snake; her body stiffened, and she suddenly turned around to look.

Under her gaze, Los, whom she had just beheaded, calmly stood up from the ground, holding his head in one hand and brushing the dust off his body with the other.

"What!?" Upon seeing this, Lilith's blood-red eyes narrowed, and her face showed shock.

Los rested his head on his left arm, looking at Lilith with a mocking smile: "Who is really so arrogant and conceited? Do you really think you're the only special person in the world?"

"You don't really believe that what you see, what you foresee, is the so-called reality of this world, do you?"

While Lilith was in shock, a large number of hideous tentacles suddenly appeared on the cross-section of Los's neck, and some fleshy buds also appeared below his head.

They connected with each other, and the tentacles pulled Los's head back onto his neck.

Lilith's pupils contracted upon seeing this, but then she showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she revealed an indescribable excitement and exhilaration.

"Little sister, you're still too naive," Los said with a smile.

Lilith is forty-five years old this year, and the combined memories and soul of Los from both worlds make her fifty years old. Calling her "little sister" is not an exaggeration.

"Little sister!?" Lilith was taken aback when she was addressed like that. Over the years, she had been called by all sorts of names.

The Virgin Mary, the Devil, Mother, Witch, Demon, Savior, Bloodthirsty Butcher

But she had never been called that by anyone before.

"Who exactly are you?" At this moment, Lilith felt her heart racing, her face and ears burning, and her blood rushing through her body.

Seeing Los's grotesque, inhuman form, she actually felt a flutter in her heart.

She thought the form was so beautiful and perfect; the grotesque tentacles were so cute, and the bizarre shape was so cool.

Los crouched down again and looked at her: "Los Arkham, mayor of Arkham City."

Suddenly, Lilith leaned forward abruptly, and her rosy lips pressed directly onto Los's lips.

This immediately startled Los: "What the hell!?"

Seeing her smug look, Ross was afraid she would shout next, "You didn't expect that, did you, Ross? Your first kiss was with me, Lilith!"

However, the reality was much more exciting than Los had anticipated.

At that moment, Lilith's eyes gleamed with a strange light as she stared at him and said, "Los Arkham, I like you!"

“???” This time, Los was completely dumbfounded.

He designed Lilith's character, so he was fully aware of all her secrets.

In his previous design, Lilith's character was designed based on his favorite female villains. He focused on designing her dark and bloody childhood and her twisted personality, but did not design her aesthetic views and fetishes.

Because in his design, this is a madman who is devoid of any love or affection.

But reality once again deviated from his original design.

“You like these tentacles!?” Los said, his palm transforming back into five flexible tentacles.

Lilith gazed at the beautiful form with ecstasy in her eyes. She reached out and gently stroked the strange tentacles, saying, "No, I love you in this form."

After saying that, she suddenly opened her arms and said, "This is a sad world, a world that leaves people helpless."

“I am well aware that my mental state has transcended the boundaries of humanity and reached a completely new level, but this vulgar world has used this pathetic body to restrict my evolution and hinder my development.”

"but!"

Suddenly, her eyes lit up with excitement as she looked at Los: "You're different now! You've broken free from this pathetic shackle of ordinariness, you possess a form and body far surpassing mine! You've shown me a whole new hope and future!"

She paused, then opened her mouth wide, her eyes widened, her expression a mixture of madness, infatuation, admiration, and even a hint of ferocity: "Los Arkham, I absolutely love you!"

Upon seeing Lilith at this moment, Los couldn't help but gasp. Although he was somewhat prepared, the extent of Lilith's inner distortion still exceeded his imagination.

After realizing that his normal thinking was no match for her, Los once again ripped off his head, abandoned his humanity, and used his inhuman mind to confront her.

"Hahahaha!"

And so, the superhuman Los let out a hearty laugh.

"Lilith! You've given me so many surprises and so much fun today! It's surprising, but even more exciting, that a person's spirit can mutate into this form."

"Lilith, I can tell you definitively that I now have quite a few feelings for you. You are truly a captivating and intriguing woman!"

Hahahaha!

And so, the two beings, who could hardly be called human, faced each other and simultaneously burst into a very strange laugh.

To deal with a crazy person, you need to use a crazy attitude and mindset.

After a pleasant chat, Lilith asked, "So, my dear Los, what is your purpose in coming here today? You must understand that keeping me here is the consensus of all the major powers in Arkham. If you rashly take me out, you will become their common enemy."

“In this sanatorium, both medical staff and patients have their informants.”

Los's headless body approached, staring at Lilith as he said, "What I need to do now is to take control of all the forces and then establish my own new order in Arkham! These people have become my enemies."

Upon hearing this, Lilith's eyes gleamed: "This must be very interesting."

"So I came here. Today, I want to truly free you from the shackles of this world, give you a completely new form, and let you embrace your true self."

As he spoke, dozens of tentacles extended from Los's hands and even his neck.

"And after that, your body, your soul, your will, everything about you will belong to me, becoming my private collection in Los Arkham!"

Los finally understood that to deal with this kind of woman, one had to be strong, assertive, and also strange and crazy.

Faced with this inhuman form and listening to its domineering and arrogant language, Lilith was completely captivated.

With a rosy blush, she readily accepted: "My dear Los, if you can help me achieve that longed-for form, then from this day forward, Lilith Carell will be your private possession!"

Chapter 0019 The Perfect Collection

Modifying Lilith's body consumed a huge amount of Los's energy.