"Do you have to fight me?"
The girl's clear voice finally darkened.
"It's not that I have to fight against you, but I don't agree with the difference engine's view of 'mechanical eternity', and I don't agree with your extreme idea of 'flesh and blood eternity'. Can't you tell my life from such a close distance? essence?"
The abundant vitality in Jenkins can hardly be hidden, so the girl in the cocoon did not suspect that Jenkins was a strange thing when he first appeared.
Hearing what he said now, the girl in the cocoon finally had a deeper perception of what was standing in front of her. Jenkins has nothing to hide, and the essence of the soul is too prominent, so she quickly came to a conclusion:
"Are you a tree?"
"You can think so."
"heresy!"
He was still talking peacefully just now, but now he immediately moved his hands. The pieces of meat on the wall exploded, and the blood pierced Jenkins like thousands of sharp swords. Jenkins didn't back away from the room, but just flicked it lightly, and the flames scattered from his hands like a fan.
The right hand threw out the sword flower, and the magic sword in his hand got the spirit of the holder, and the light of the stars spilled out along with the sword light, and the splashed sword light directly split the blood cocoon in front of him that was trying to close again.
The flame blocked the blood arrow, and Jenkins immediately took a step forward. His left hand without a sword reached into the gap on the surface of the blood cocoon, and easily pinched the girl's neck hidden deep in the blood cocoon. But the opponent didn't struggle, instead, he grabbed Jenkins' left hand that had been inserted into the cocoon with both hands. The cocoon's crack suddenly opened, and when he was caught off guard, Jenkins was also pulled into the cocoon.
The blood cocoon closed behind him, and blood continued to fill the cocoon. The strange red blood flooded the two people in the cocoon, and at the same time, the appearance of the girl in the cocoon also changed. The delicate face and slender figure melted into the blood water little by little, and merged with the blood water, turning the cocoon into one. Jenkins was firmly imprisoned in it.
Every trace of blood tried to penetrate into Jenkins' body through the pores of his skin, and every inch of Jenkins' skin, under the influence of blood, tried to break through the limitations of human appearance and change in a more indescribable direction.
Very rarely, at a certain moment, Jenkins truly felt that this body was nothing more than a different "coat" to him. The tendency of the body not to be influenced by the soul further increases the sense of alienation between the soul and the body.
But Jenkins knew that this was an illusion. Once he accepted this idea, his body would completely melt in blood. Therefore, he concentrated his attention and used his soul to imprison the changes in his body. At the same time, he tried to split the blood cocoon with his sword, but the flesh and blood in the cocoon shrank spontaneously, completely trapping Jenkins in it. sword.
Jenkins is temporarily unable to move, but the blood cocoon is actually helpless to him. The power of the soul and the acquisition of the abilities of several saviors have already sublimated the physical body to a height unimaginable by ordinary people. It may be far less than the mighty power contained in the soul, but it is impossible for the blood cocoon to easily digest him.
"Do you think you can assimilate me?"
The words popped out of his mouth hard, and he focused on sensing the flow of life force in the blood cocoon around him.
The essence of the world tree gave him the ability to easily manipulate the vitality. The vitality contained in this blood cocoon is so huge that it is almost the superposition of tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people.
After the mental concentration reached a certain limit, the flow of life force in the blood cocoon was finally captured by Jenkins. And relying on the resonance with the life force of the blood cocoon at this moment, Jenkins absorbed the life force entwined around him into his body.
Once this process starts, the blood cocoon can no longer interfere.
Like a whale opening its mouth to take in seawater, or like a bathroom sink being unplugged from the bottom. The monstrous blood-red life force was continuously drawn by Jenkins, and the flesh that spread to the entire third floor was wriggling and resisting, and cracks appeared on the wall due to the wriggling and painful struggle of the flesh, which even made the ghost of the nurse on the first floor uncontrollably. Worried about the safety of the half-elves.
As time passed, the struggling flesh on the wall became shriveled little by little, and the red light in the blood vessels also dimmed a little bit.
The bloody light receded from both ends of the third floor towards the [Three Treatment Departments] in the middle. Ten minutes later, the blood cocoon in the center of the room was completely shriveled, as if it had only a layer of skin. Jenkins tore off the skin and came out of the cocoon with a sword in hand. He saw that the room seemed to have passed through decades. The flesh and blood vessels that were still full of vitality just now had turned into black jerky. Garbage, falling all over the ground.
He only wears the coat now because the normal cloth has eroded away.
But her complexion was abnormally rosy, and her skin even showed an abnormal red color. Jenkins only stopped after absorbing the majestic vitality of the monster occupying the third floor and completely "draining" the opponent dry. Although the life force accumulated in the cocoon is only at the level of tens of thousands of people, this thing knows how to put eggs in one basket. The total life force of the monsters on the third floor is beyond description for Jenkins.
After absorbing so many spirits, he was also a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, he is a sapling of the world tree, still in the growth stage, and needs vitality to promote the "development" of his body. Therefore, the strange blood color on the skin is only a short-term change, not permanent.
And after absorbing so many spirits, Jenkins still hasn't stepped into the eighth level of demigod. Becoming a demigod in the Giver system requires choosing a path, and Jenkins obviously hasn't chosen one yet.
But at this time, he was very sure that he was definitely the most powerful seventh-level gifter in history. The power of blood filled many defects of the flesh body, and all the injuries he had received since entering the strange world disappeared. Jenkins even had the illusion that he could knock down a building with a single push.
This is the effect of too much power change in a short period of time, and it will disappear soon.
At the same time, absorbing the power of blood also had an impact on Jenkins' own abilities. His only ability related to blood [Blood Origin] did not produce a change in the ability itself, but Jenkins could feel that the essence of the ability had changed. If he studied carefully, he might be able to discover the new features of the ability, but now is not a good time to stop and study.
And absorbing the vitality of the hospital's third-tier monster was not free. Jenkins' spirit and soul were strong enough to not be affected by the crazy obsession with blood. But the body was further affected. It was a bit like injecting blood from more town residents. He could feel that his body's "anti-mutation" ability was further reduced.
If he is a piece of iron in a normal state and will not deform no matter how hard he is squeezed, then before entering the hospital, he is a piece of plasticine, which will deform if he is rubbed easily. And the current him who has absorbed a huge amount of "blood" is roughly equivalent to a handful of water, and he doesn't need to be deliberately affected at all, just the aftermath will deform his body and collapse.