Dark King
Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
Chapter 957: God Reproduction
“Is there no way to wipe out the consciousness of the polar ice worm king? Even if its body can survive, it will still be a pile of unconscious cells.”. “Dudian pondered for a moment and asked Bolo. He didn’t care about the strange intestines that were being grafted onto his body.”.
Bolo didn’t expect that dudian would still be thinking about this matter. He looked up at Dudian and said with appreciation: “It would be great if all the experimental subjects were as calm as you. It would save me a lot of effort.”
Dudian’s eyes fell on the crooked intestines in his hand. The color of the intestines was a bit dark. It looked like a suntanned skin but there was a bit of golden light on it, it was as if Golden Sand was smeared on it. Obviously it wasn’t a human’s inner intestine. Even the normal organs of monsters wouldn’t be like that.