Chapter 372: The Game of Rules, The Flesh Temple of the Desire Wet Nurse_1

The entity 'Flandre' observes as the absurd visages formed from the aura of Malice seep out from the dark space, projecting towards you with a peculiar laughter.

It acknowledges that you cannot withstand the invasion of subconscious malice. Even with Flandre and 'Jinmu' now owning top-tier extraordinary prowess, they still struggle to fend off this kind of mental corrosion.

Flandre promptly strides to your side, just about to grab and escape with you, only to see you pulling out a pitch-black fruit...

This fruit holds an extreme darkness, swirling within seems to be countless malicious thoughts. Robust and ripe, it is a fully matured fruit.

Suddenly, the laughing, absurd faces decompose and shatter, melting the subconscious malice, along with the surging malice all around you, into the fruit within your hand.

The pitch-black fruit, which was already in a completely ripe state, begins to grow again after amalgamating subconsciousness and a vast amount of malice prana...