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Demonic Finger: 100% Gene Drop Rate

[Six-winged Divine Bird killed, eat flesh of beast to gain zero to ten percent increase in Evolution Progress.] [Flesh of Mythic Beast Six-winged Divine Bird eaten. Evolution Progress increased by 2000% ] [Complete Gene Structure(Genome) found; Six-wings gene.] [Installing Six-wings gene into the Cybergenetic pool, please wait…] On the brink of life and death, Lucifer's last hope was the demonic finger of unknown origin. Would he become a mindless killing machine like the others before him or strip off all limitations and step into a world of endless mutation, evolution and slaughter?

Typhlix · Fantasía
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55 Chs

Unexpected Chemical Changes

Lucifer laid motionless in the ground, breathing ragged with blood pooling down from the claw scars in his chest

"Cough! Cough!!"

He spat out the blood clotted in his throat, relieving him a little. The blood splattered on the ground. Dust from the shattered remnants of the broken walls rose in the air, increasing the already massive amount of floating dust.

After a while, he finally stood up, holding his chest with his left hand. A sharp sting of pain assaulted him, and his face paled from the pain.

Lucifer dragged himself towards one of the laboratory which was still intact. He took out a red berry from his pocket and without hesitation, placed it into his mouth and chewed it.

After he swallowed the red berry, Lucifer felt a warmth moving around his body, all the way into his stomach and,, from there, it spread all over his body and into his muscles, blood, and even bones.One wave after another, all he could feel was the warmth.

Very soon, he could feel an itching sensation on his wounds as they started to heal.

He had lost a bit of blood in the past few minutes but Lucifer knew the berry was filled with blood nutrients and energy which was why he immediately consumed it.

The blood dripping from his chest was reducing by the second and before a minute could pass, he had stopped losing blood. But the bloody scar on his chest was so scary he looked just an inch away from death.

Without the reforging of his bones as well as the strengthening of his cells along with his golden flesh along with his advancement using a level-3 flesh, Lucifer would have died in the first second he encountered the creature.

Even if he had been lucky to survive all that, the current injury he had was more than enough to put a Super Soldier to his grave. Only shear luck and tactics was Lucifer able to eliminate the beast.

About fifteen minutes later, the heat finally wore off and Lucifer could feel an endless stream of energy coming out from inside of his body continuously. The energy invigorated him and he felt like he could kill an adult tiger with one punch.

But even then, the damage to the cells in his limbs had only been mildly healed. It would take a long while for his cells to replicate the damaged cells.

Knowing he doesn't have much time, Lucifer closed his eyes and felt the amount of free evolution cells left within him.

[Evolution Progress: 184%]

[Origin: Combat-1, Psionic-1]

[Genes: Gold Flesh(3), Light Feet(3)]

[100% Evolution Progress = 1 Evolution points ]

Lucifer's face darkened slightly. Even after all the battles he had gone through and his successful kills, his evolution progress only increased by 70 percent! This made him ponder wildly. It seems killing humans as himself doesn't grant much evolution progress.

It could be because humans didn't generally have the ability to evolve but by using the serum, the cells were altered, forcing the genes to accept evolution. Which might be why the evolution progress he received was so low after he had killed four Evolvers single handedly and a creature that possess three levels of combat origin.

"Killing beasts is still the easiest way to evolve." Lucifer grumbled, unsatisfied by the little evolution points he had received.

Screwing the cap open, Lucifer took a swig of the Milky-Ice water and gulped it down. Stream of icy coldness cascaded his internal organs as it merges with his flesh, muscles and bones, increasing his tenacity bit by bit.

His injuries also seem to be healing at a fast pace. Lucifer's face was pale white as most escaped his lungs through his nose.

"This natural treasure really is something else." He could feel himself recovering at a rapid pace. Glancing at the remaining liquid high filled about half of the bottle Lucifer decided not to sell it. This sort of stuff is something that one couldn't just buy anywhere.

It depends on pure luck to find treasure as good as this.

Lucifer grabbed hold of a bright red fruit. It seemed like a berry from the outside, but the amount of vitality within the fruit was very high. It was the fruit he had gotten from the Maneater flowers at the swamp.

Immediately he ate it, blood-like fluid rolled down his throat like warm gas. It was as though he had swallowed high amounts of glucose powder as the felt a feeling similar to absolute comfort.

In that instant, the icy mist roiling about his cells suddenly merged with the warmth from the fruit.

Lucifer's face changed. "Sh*t!"

The two energies, one warm, while the other spine-tingling cold. They are absolute opposite of each other. Therefore, when they met, their actions weren't at all strange when they entangled each other like a maniac.

In that instant, Lucifer's body was like a battle field and his cells started to get erratically unstable.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Lucifer jolted upwards suddenly as a sort of explosive reaction occured within him. Just when Lucifer thought he was done for, the two energies combined together. Like two catalyst, they merged, in perfect synergy with each other only to increase the strength of their effectiveness!

Lucifer inhaled a deep breath in astonishment as this strange energy slowly flowed within him, merging into his skin, muscles, veins, tissues and cells.

The itch from his wounds started getting uncomfortable to the extent beads of sweat started dripping from his head. Lucifer who had been so used to pain that his body only release sweat when he had reached his limit.

But now, the same Lucifer was sweating in this situation. It meant the itch wasn't an ordinary one. It was just too uncomfortable for him.

He frowned deeply as he raised his tattered shirt up to see what the fuss was about and in that instant, Lucifer immediately turned speechless from shock.

He could only stare blankly at the situation occurring before him.