An energy suddenly appeared out of nowhere, erupting inside the lamp base. The bronze figurine began to melt gradually, and the scalding, bright molten bronze dripped from the fingers of the infected, instantly scorching her hands, leaving them raw and flesh exposed.
Yet she seemed to feel no pain at all, even when the bones of her fingers had separated from the carbonized flesh, she still did not discard the melting lamp base in her hands.
Finally, after the figurine had nearly completely melted, an irregular-shaped cloudy crystal appeared before everyone's eyes. This crystal looked like a shrunken, dried heart, even with details on its surface resembling coronary artery-like patterns.
The crystal emitted a dim phosphorescence, flickering in a breathing light effect, switching back and forth as if in the rhythm of a heartbeat.
"A heart?" Sun Hang muttered to himself.
