Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Seth wasn't surprised. Carrying the suitcase, he said, "That's perfect. Let's see what kind of background this guy has."

On the other side, in cell 2077, the middle-aged man who had broken free of Seth's chains through special methods had used his bare hands to reconstruct his shattered skull.

Although it is not completely cured, at least the risk of it splitting open at any time is gone.

After that, he began to use all his skills to find an exit, wanting to leave this place.

But now, more than ten minutes have passed, and he still hasn't found any way to escape.

Despite being a superhuman at level twenty-something, I feel no different from an ordinary person here.

"Damn it! What are these bricks made of? Why are they so sturdy? They can even block all mental and ritual connections!?"

This was not the first time the middle-aged man had been imprisoned. He had been tortured at least three times before, but he survived each time and even escaped.

But this time it's completely different from before.

He was guarded by many people before; all the guards were simply made up of numbers.

But there was no one here, just like an ordinary dungeon. He wasn't even restrained in any way, but this was the most desperate time he had ever experienced.

These strange walls were far more deadly than any human guards.

This made him realize that he had miscalculated.

Even his composure just now was only because he was confident that he could contact his organization and believed that he had the ability to escape from here.

But now, he panicked.

Just then, he suddenly felt the door gradually opening.

In that instant, he knew his chance had come.

His entire head then turned black, and a large amount of black poison gas gathered in his mouth. The moment the cell door opened, he rushed forward with only one leg and spat out the poison gas from his mouth.

"What stinks like that? You son of a bitch, how long has it been since you brushed your teeth? Your breath is black!?"

Chapter 0369 Brains are a good thing, it's a pity you don't have one.

The two people who had just opened the door felt a pungent black gas rush towards them.

Neither of them flinched; instead, they stood there quietly.

Then Danny commented, "What awful breath!"

At that moment, a fist carrying a whooshing sound came straight from the black mist. Judging from the force of the punch, it seemed to be able to send both of them flying at the same time.

Then... Danny casually raised his hand and swung it forward. Accompanied by a piercing sound of bones cracking, the person in the black mist was sent flying.

Danny has long since surpassed level 40 and become a ghoul king.

At the same level, ghouls are already two or three levels stronger than humans, let alone a little guy who is only in his twenties.

After the sound of bones cracking, Danny opened his mouth and blew a breath, which directly dispersed the dark mist.

As everything dispersed, the two men found the middle-aged man sitting weakly in the corner, his face deathly pale.

He had already had one leg broken, and now his entire left forearm had been completely smashed, turning into a pool of bloody pulp.

Seeing this, Danny sighed, "Why did you have to do this?"

The middle-aged man, who had suffered another huge blow, was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He had his leg broken first, and now a terrifyingly powerful being had half of his arm shattered with a casual wave of his hand, rendering him unable to stand up normally.

Of course, this wasn't the most shocking thing for him.

What shocked him most was that these two people were completely unafraid of his lead and mercury toxic gas!

"How...how come you're all alright? No one can survive my poison gas!" the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

Danny grinned, his eyes gradually turning into savage, cold, yellow vertical pupils: "Who told you I'm human?"

A flash of red light appeared behind Seth, and he said calmly, "I guess I'm not even human anymore."

Looking at the two monsters, the middle-aged man's previously calm heart finally began to tremble.

Just as the middle-aged man began to waver, Seth's chains appeared instantly, and with a flick of his wrist, he bound the man and secured him to the chair.

Then he picked up the cleaver and split the middle-aged man's skull open again, and the strange black mist reappeared.

"Hmph, it's useless. Don't even think about getting any useful information from me," the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

Danny looked at the mist and confirmed, "Art is right. This is indeed the power of a demigod, and the demigod who controls this power is very likely in Arkham. Otherwise, this power could not be so strong and active."

The middle-aged man sneered, "Looks like we've finally found someone with eyes to see. With your meager abilities, you think you can get information from me? You're dreaming."

Seth chuckled softly, "We certainly can't deal with the power of this demigod, but we have a way to deal with your mind."

As he spoke, Seth bent down and opened the box.

"What is this?" The middle-aged man instinctively focused his gaze on the box.

As the box was opened, the middle-aged man's eyes widened in shock, for he had never seen such a bizarre creature before.

It looked like a pale human arm, but it had many worm-like wrinkles on it. Most importantly, there was a twisted and strange mouth on this pale hand!

Seth glanced at the instruction manual first, then said, "You know what? In a little while, it will remove your brain, and you'll even be able to see your own brain when it's removed!"

Chirp chirp chirp...

At this moment, the wriggling arms inside seemed to have sensed the fresh brain exposed to the air, and its entire body began to become intensely excited, wriggling violently like a hungry wolf that had spotted its prey.

The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed upon seeing this.

The unknown often evokes the most fear. Upon seeing such a monster, the middle-aged man had no idea what kind of torment this monstrous thing would inflict on his body.

This was the first time Danny had ever seen this thing, and he looked at it with great interest and curiosity.

Following the instructions, Seth first opened a slit, then put the blood of the guilty person along with a strand of his own hair inside.

After consuming blood, the wriggling arms can remember Seth's scent through his hair and thus obey his commands.

As the few drops of blood were dripped in, the writhing arm exhibited a state of intense excitement, as if it had been starving for many days and had suddenly seen a delicious meal. Its three slender tongues began to rapidly lick the blood.

Upon seeing the three eerie tongues and the three-lobed mouth, the middle-aged man felt a vague sense of fear.

He has been subjected to a number of torture methods over the years, but these methods are all at a human level and are all torture tools he is familiar with.

But now, this terrifying monster is beyond the capabilities of normal humans!

In less than two minutes, the writhing arm that had devoured the blood calmed down, as if it had entered a period of post-coital tranquility.

After comparing the instructions with the manual and confirming that the peristaltic arm had established a connection with him, Seth unscrewed the cap and released it.

After the enormous, obese worm crawled out, Seth pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Take his brain out completely. Don't eat it, and don't damage it in any way."

Upon hearing this, the wriggling arm raised its palm-shaped head, and then its triangular mouth opened, seemingly looking up at the middle-aged man sitting in the chair.

The middle-aged man's gaze narrowed to its limit upon seeing this, and his hands even began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just as he was feeling panicked by fear, he suddenly felt a cramp in his head, and then he felt three tiny entities wrapping around his head.

"not good!"

Before the middle-aged man could recover, he felt a moment of disorientation, and then he saw his complete brain.

He saw not only the brain, but also his own body and his split skull.

Only then did he realize that his head had been ripped out by the strange insect in the blink of an eye.

Furthermore, this removal was quite bizarre, because it did not trigger the owner's protection of his brain.

In reality, at this moment, the wriggling arm flips over, exposing its abdomen, like a severed arm placed there with its palm facing up.

On the palm of the hand, a still-beating brain, along with two eyeballs, was held in the palm, looking extremely eerie and bloody.

Danny's face was filled with amazement and shock when he saw this: "Do you understand how it did that?"

Seth shook his head: "I don't understand."

Danny grinned and said, "That's right. So-called anomalies are strange beings that we can't understand or comprehend."

Chapter 0370 Two Black Pharaohs

?

When the middle-aged man's brain, numbered 2020, was taken out, the black mist that had been lingering in his brain did not react at all, seemingly unaware that what he was protecting had been stolen.

Seth placed the middle-aged man's brain in his hand and quickly put the number 2020 into the containment container, saying, "Please help me send this back, Director. I need to find the information we need while the brain is still fresh."

Danny put the container in the box and took it away, saying, "Just focus on your work, leave the rest to me."

Although they are in a superior-subordinate relationship, there is not much sense of distance between them due to hierarchical differences.

They are not employees and bosses who are adversaries, nor are they government officials and subordinates.

Strictly speaking, they were all servants of Los and citizens of Arkham, so there was no infighting or bullying among them.

They shared a single purpose: to serve Los and for the security and development of Arkham.

Danny quickly left with the suitcase, while Seth's entire body gradually emitted waves of eerie red light. Then, countless thin chains directly imprisoned the middle-aged man's brain, and Seth's spirit gradually entered the middle-aged man's memories.

…………

On the other hand, after Los returned to the central district from Arkham Public School, he stood on the bustling street and was momentarily at a loss as to where to go or what to do.

Everything in Arkham is now on the right track and developing in the best possible way. His subordinates are now strong enough that they no longer need him, their master, to teach them anything.

For the past few months, all he has to do is eat, drink, and have fun. Occasionally, when he gets interested, he invents some amazing things to everyone's amazement. He doesn't need to care about the city's development or think about anything else.

"I suddenly feel a little empty," Los sighed.

He has now gained unparalleled power, and after subduing the Ur people a few months ago, he has also gained a comprehensive understanding of them over the past few months.

It is now clear that with his current strength, even if all the Ur people from outer space attacked him together, they would not be his match.

"I miss the old days a bit," Los thought to himself, casually sitting on a bench by the street, covering his face with his hat, his sharp eyes peering at the surrounding scenery through the hat.

When he first arrived in this world, he also possessed invincible power, but at that time, the place was surrounded by tigers and wolves, everything was in ruins, and he had no one else under his command except for Carrington.

Although I was very busy at that time, I felt fulfilled, and as I gradually came into contact with the NPCs I designed, I experienced a very novel and exciting feeling.

However, as he gradually gained control of Arkham and his subordinates grew stronger, he began to feel a sense of emptiness and boredom.

Especially after conquering the entire Massa and obtaining detailed information about the Ur, he suddenly felt that he had lost some of his passion for this world.

"Why hasn't the military made a move yet? I'm so bored. Let's get them to do something soon so we can play some exciting games together!" Los thought to himself, his heart filled with anticipation.