Tokyo, center of the ruins.
The once-bustling city was now nothing but broken walls and debris.
Twisted steel bars jutted out from the shattered concrete like countless desperate arms reaching toward the sky.
The air was thick with a lingering stench of decay, the final traces left behind after tens of millions of lives perished in madness.
And in the deepest part of the ruins, a colossal behemoth was slowly opening its eyes.
Within its dark purple pupils were reflections of countless overlapping double-pupils, layered and eerie like a terrifying kaleidoscope.
When those eyes fully opened, the entire ruins seemed to tremble.
Flesh and Blood Corpse King.
It slowly stood up, its massive body casting a giant shadow over the ruins.
Its body was composed of dark purple flesh, but the surface was not smooth; instead, it was wrapped in layers of countless upturned palms, forming a dense, skin-crawling layer of Palm Scales.
Every single palm was wriggling slightly, as if they possessed independent life.
The pair of giant dragon wings on its back slowly unfurled. The wing membrane was no ordinary skin, but was sewn together from countless hideous and desperate human faces.
Those faces were frozen in the most painful moments before death, their mouths wide open in silent wails.
It was the king of this place.
A monster condensed after absorbing the wreckage of the Ghost Prison, though its aura and size could not compare to the original [Myriad Skeleton Mad Dragon].
Yet it far surpassed ordinary SS-Rank Hunters, reaching the level of the SS-Rank ceiling.
At this moment, it raised its head, its dark purple eyes filled with double-pupils looking toward the far north.
There, something was calling to it.
No, not a summons.
It was a temptation.
It was a sweet scent that it instinctively craved.
The Flesh and Blood Corpse King opened its bloody maw and let out a shrill shriek!
The sound transformed into an invisible shockwave, kicking up dust that filled the sky as it spread madly in all directions!
In the ruins, those sleeping flesh-and-blood creatures seemed to receive a supreme command, crawling out one by one from the crevices where they hid to gather toward the Corpse King.
They took various forms—some looked like distorted humanoids, while others were completely unrecognizable—but every single one emitted the same violent aura.
The Flesh and Blood Corpse King scanned the gathering army of zombies, a hint of satisfaction flashing in its dark purple double-pupils.
Then—
The dragon wings flapped violently!
A violent current of air exploded, pushing that massive body off the ground!
It soared into the air and sped toward the north!
Behind it, countless Flesh Zombies followed, like a moving sea of purple and black, surging across the land.
...
Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away.
Lilith stepped across the blood-stained earth and came to a relatively quiet corner.
She had casually cleared away the surrounding corpses, making a small, relatively clean space.
She sat down casually, and then—
Opened the Main God Mall and used Points to order a cup of milk tea and a pastry.
The air filled with the smell of blood became the best seasoning.
Lilith picked up the milk tea cup, took a bite of the pastry, and then took a large gulp of milk tea. She slightly narrowed her crimson vertical pupils, a look of happiness appearing on her delicate little face.
The soft, chewy cake melted in her mouth, and the sweet milk tea slid down her throat.
Ah.
Comfortable.
Finally, no one would disturb her here.
Although using Points to buy food in the Main God Game was a luxury, to the current Lilith, Points were just a string of numbers.
At her current stage, she had already bought out all the items that could be used to enhance her strength.
As for the remaining ones, her level wasn't high enough; even if she wanted to buy them, she couldn't.
The Points were just sitting there; it would be a waste not to spend them.
She happily took another sip of milk tea, her gaze turning toward the distant sky.
The Flesh and Blood Corpse King—she was looking forward to it.
She was also curious about that Mutated Blue Whale undergoing transformation underground.
If she devoured that Mutated Blue Whale, would she obtain the Blue Whale Gene?
What changes would occur in the obtained gene?
Would she merge with that creature's special abilities?
These were all unknowns.
But the unknown was the most interesting part.
She raised the milk tea cup again and took a large gulp—
*Splash—*
A puddle of slime fell from above without warning, directly submerging the table in front of Lilith.
Lilith's movements froze.
She slowly raised her head and looked upward.
She saw the Alien Queen's massive head hanging right above her.
Those dark gold vertical pupils were staring intently at the milk tea cup in her hand.
"..."
Lilith was full of question marks.
"You want to drink it too?"
The Alien Queen's massive head nodded.
A hint of longing actually appeared in those dark gold vertical pupils.
It watched the small cup in its master's hand, seeing how much she enjoyed drinking it, and instinctively felt it must be something good.
Although it didn't know what it was, anything its master liked must be delicious.
Lilith looked at the milk tea cup in her hand, then at the Alien Queen's massive seventy-meter-long body, and fell into deep thought.
Then, she shook her head.
"A pity,"
she said softly, with a hint of helplessness in her voice.
"Your body is too big; you can't drink it."
This small cup of milk tea wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between its teeth.
A clear flash of disappointment appeared in the Alien Queen's dark gold vertical pupils.
But it didn't persist; it simply withdrew its head slowly and continued to quietly guard its master's side.
However, Lilith's comment about its body being too big was deeply etched into its mind.
This not only reminded it of its master's petite size but also of her own massive body.
Could it, like its master, freely transform...
Lilith raised the milk tea cup again, and this time, she finished the rest of the milk tea in one go.
Then, she stood up, patted off the non-existent dust on her skirt, and looked up at the distant sky.
There, a certain violent aura was faintly approaching.
Getting closer and closer.
Becoming clearer and clearer.
The corners of Lilith's mouth curled into a faint smile.
"The Flesh Zombies are here."
She paused, her gaze shifting slightly downward to the blood-soaked earth beneath her feet.
Deep underground, that pulsing, increasingly powerful life aura was also accelerating its operation.
"Then..."
"That fellow underground should have finished its transformation by now."
She stood there, her small figure particularly striking amidst the pervasive bloodiness.
Behind her, the Alien Queen slowly moved its massive body to her side, its dark gold vertical pupils also looking toward the distant sky.
A massive aura was approaching at high speed, an aura filled with chaos, violence, and an indescribable sorrow.
"It seems the evolution of the Zombie Flesh is even more perfect than imagined."
A smile played on Lilith's lips; the evolution of the Zombie Flesh had indeed exceeded her expectations.