Starting with Blood Healing to become an Ancient God

Los stood up and brushed off imaginary dust from his body.

"It's been so long, it's time to give them a visit."

Chapter 0104 One-stop service

At the time Los set off, he was in a military camp fifteen kilometers from Arkham.

Six people sat quietly in the chairs; some were reading, some were trimming their nails, some were putting on makeup, and some were sleeping.

In the central hall, Ivan, who had gone mad, lay on the ground convulsing, his eyes rolled back, and his breathing weak; he looked like he was not going to survive.

Baro, a senior investigator with the Eye of Insight, stood beside Ivan, his brow furrowed slightly: "The ghoul, the crazed woman."

Ivan, who had been terrified, had gone completely insane. Even with his special interrogation skills, he could only get some fragmented information.

"How's the analysis of the pus on his wound going?" Barlow turned to ask the bespectacled young man who was looking down at his book.

The young man looked up and said skillfully, "It's a special biological virus, a toxin belonging to the carrion-type. Its main effect is to dissolve human body tissue. It originated from Innsmouth, and judging from the teeth marks, it should be a canine. It's very likely caused by a mutated dog."

“What about the antidote?” Barrow asked.

The young man casually pulled out a syringe: "It's all prepared."

“Very good.” Barlow nodded in satisfaction.

"In other words, Ivan's madness is not directly related to the newly appointed mayor, which means he is unaware of our existence. This is good news."

At this moment, the tall, thin, pale-skinned, and cold-looking young man, who was clipping his nails with a small knife, asked, "When do we set off?"

"the day after tomorrow."

The gloomy young man expressed his dissatisfaction with the slow pace.

Barlow said calmly, "This time we are facing a well-established municipal government. According to internal sources, he has at least thirty superhuman police officers under his command who are around level 20. This is indeed a force not to be underestimated."

"Furthermore, we don't know much about Los Arkham, so we need to be well prepared if we want to strike decisively."

The cold-faced young man said disdainfully, "I could kill them all by myself. Your efficiency is really slow."

“Yin Gui, since you have chosen to participate in this battle, you must obey our commands,” Barlow said coldly.

After hearing this, the ghost's eyes flashed with a cold light, then it snorted and said nothing more.

"You may all rest for two days. Remember, do not act alone after the meeting."

Several people then stood up, turned around, and left.

"These guys are really hard to manage."

These six individuals are all elites from the Eye of Insight in the vicinity. Each of them possesses at least level 30 and a strange ability.

The ghost we just encountered was level 32. It was a notorious killer, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

He even once killed a level 34 superhuman, a notoriously dangerous guy in the industry.

"Hopefully, that guy hasn't discovered the dungeon labyrinth beneath Arkham yet," Barlow thought to himself.

443 Fish Street is located at the southernmost part of the central area, at the end of the slums, near the Miskatonic River. There are not many residents here, and the area looks rather deserted.

Los parked the car on the side of the road, got out, and looked at the small tattoo shop.

This is a two-story detached house that is at least thirty years old. The walls are severely aged, and even the windows on the second floor are deformed after years of wind and rain.

The tattoo shop's door was half-open, and through the gap, one could see that the inside was somewhat messy.

The first floor is where Kos works, with a huge workbench, a tattoo bed, and two cabinets for storing various materials.

At this moment, Koss was sitting in a chair, looking down at something at the workbench.

Tattoo shops have indeed been much quieter lately. Previously, Kos mainly targeted gang members.

However, after this period of cleanup, those gang members have all gone to prison, and naturally, he has lost his business.

However, this did not seem to affect Kos's life. He continued to sit at the counter all day as usual, with his head down, dealing with something. Even the neighbors could not see him eating.

After knocking on the door, Los walked in with a smile and was immediately hit by a strange smell.

The taste has a faint bloody smell, as well as a seafoody smell.

"Is Mr. Koss there?" a clear voice rang out.

Kos, who had been looking down, turned his head and looked at Los with a pair of oval, somewhat strange eyes.

Koss looked rather strange; he had a long, narrow head and seemed to have no hair on his body, not even hair or eyebrows.

His brow bones were slightly high, which made his eye sockets sunken. It seemed that long-term malnutrition had caused his cheeks to become thin and his cheekbones to become prominent.

His skin was a pale white, and if you looked closely you couldn't even see the pores; it looked like a smooth, white film.

He was very tall, almost 1.9 meters, and his arms were much longer than normal, which made his body shape somewhat strange.

He seemed to have one leg longer than the other, as if he hadn't developed properly from the womb.

He wore a thick woolen vest all year round, and there seemed to be something wrapped around his abdomen, making his body look somewhat bloated.

Mayor Koss's voice was deep, yet it had a delicate, childlike quality, sounding very much like a child's voice.

It's hard to imagine that someone with such an appearance could have such a unique baby voice.

Los walked in with a smile and said, "Looks like I'm quite famous."

Kos rarely showed any expression on his face. At this moment, he pointed to the wall next to him without changing his expression and said, "I've seen your kill order. A while ago, quite a few guys who came to my place with tattoos threatened to kill you."

Los saw his photo on the wall with a blood-red X over it and a big "Kill" written below it.

Los walked over, picked up the kill order, and smiled: "Looks like I'm quite popular."

"Then those guys all disappeared," Kos said calmly.

Los nodded: "They're picking up soap in prison. The first one to get out will probably be five years away."

Koss wasn't a talkative person, and went straight to the point: "Mayor, what brings you here?"

"I'd like to explore some collaboration with you," Los said with a smile.

“I’m just a tattoo artist; I’m not qualified to work with the mayor,” Koss refused outright.

Los casually sat down next to him and saw him getting something tattooed on some kind of skin, which he could vaguely make out to be a sea.

“Actually, I really appreciate your ‘one-stop’ service,” Los said with a smile.

“We don’t offer all-inclusive services here,” Kos said, his eyes slightly cold.

Los laughed and said, "The dragon I'm talking about is a real dragon."

"There are no dragons in this world," Kos said casually, tucking his left hand into his fleece vest.

Chapter 0105 The Offspring of the Evil God and the Ancient God

Los noticed Kos's subtle movements, but his smile remained calm as he said, "There are indeed no more dragons in this world. The last twisted dragon died fifteen years ago."

"However, that dragon seems to have a child..."

Before Los could finish speaking, Kos's strange eyes instantly turned blood red, and his usually dull expression became extremely ferocious and crazed.

puff!

His hand suddenly ripped out of the fleece vest.

At the same time, a large amount of bright red tissue, resembling the internal organs of some kind of animal, was also pulled out.

These organizations seemed to come alive at this moment, instantly transforming into countless ferocious tentacles that tightly bound Los.

At the same time, a series of loud crashes rang out, and an invisible force slammed all the windows and doors on the first floor shut.

In less than ten seconds, the tattoo shop that was just a moment ago completely normal has now become an evil room filled with dark light and terrifying flesh and blood.

"Who are you!?" At this moment, Kos was completely different from his usual self. His expression was extremely ferocious, and his mouth, full of hideous fangs, kept spewing out a bloody breath.

By this time, his fleece vest was completely torn to shreds.

It is clear that there is only a small amount of skin tissue on his chest and abdomen, while his heart, intestines and various organs are exposed.

The flesh and blood extending out at this point are his intestines.

Los, who was entangled, discovered that the flesh and blood were incredibly hard. Although they looked like flesh and blood, their actual texture was more like steel.

Los even saw a large number of hidden blades beneath this flesh and blood.

As a result, even if one is struck by these tentacles, it will no longer be a simple impact injury; the person will be directly cut in half by the hidden blades within.

"As expected, you haven't fully developed. It looks like you were born at least five years too early," Los said calmly.

These words immediately stung Kos's nerves. He casually flicked his wrist, and a bloody greatsword made of countless pieces of flesh appeared in his hand.

At the end of the knife, one can see that the large knife is connected to his abdomen through the umbilical cord.

A normal person would probably be scared to death or faint from fright at such a terrifying scene, but Los was completely different.

Seeing this, Los's eyes lit up: "How did you hide such a huge organization? And how did you solve the problem of energy conversion within it?"

Looking at Los's current state, Kos felt that the guy's behavior was completely different from what he had imagined.

"Am I not ruthless enough?" Kos thought to himself.

He then swung the heavy, flesh-and-blood blade against Los's neck, and asked menacingly, "Speak! Who told you all this! Was it those despicable humans! Were you sent by those despicable people?"

"Despicable humans? Sure enough, Kos's background has also undergone a lot of changes," Los thought to himself.

According to his original design, this strange creature was directly inspired by the Orphan of Kos in the Bloodlines DLC. Its main purpose was to make the town more dangerous and cause enough trouble for the investigators.

After successfully defeating him, you can obtain the knife in his hand. This knife is the only weapon in the entire game that can deal massive damage to the headless mayor and is the key to defeating the hidden boss.

As a tool, Los didn't give him a complicated background. He was simply told that he was the orphan of an evil god, a child of an evil god who was born five years prematurely due to his mother's death before he was fully developed.

However, he now finds that Koss's background has been greatly improved, and the details of the character have far surpassed his original design.

Los looked down at the things on the large sword. He could clearly see the gradually forming internal organs, placenta, and bone-like tissues on it.

All the tissues on the knife seemed to be alive, still writhing and twitching, which was incredibly eerie.

He could see that the knife was extraordinary, but he couldn't figure out the design behind it.

Originally, he didn't have many specific settings for this knife.

Looking at the crazed and ferocious Kos, Los said calmly, "Don't misunderstand, I have nothing to do with those people. I am just the mayor of Arkham City. The main purpose of my visit is to reach a certain cooperation with you."

"No? If not, how do you know about my past!?" Kos was still rational, after all, he had lived in the human world for fifteen years.