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Chapter 52

"Those flames would only cause the blood to mutate at first, it was only after attaching themselves to the Gold-tier warrior's body that they started to change" Negri carefully analyzed the situation. In a battle, as long as you don't completely overwhelm your opponent, information about your opponent's abilities is extremely important.

"That's why I'll test it out first" Negri clenched his fist and threw a punch at the Royas warrior who was charging at him.

If Yadley could be said to have gained strength far beyond that of a human because he replaced most of the germs with the black crows, then Negri's entire body was now composed of germs. Their simulated muscles allowed Negri's punch to pierce through the Royas warrior's chest before he could even react.

The Royas warrior's expression didn't change at all. Under the dual effects of the stimulant and the Gold-tier serum, he felt that his spirit had been elevated to a higher level, death was no longer enough to make him fear death. The belief that he could disregard everything for the sake of his goal made him use the last of his strength to cling onto Negri's arm.

"You're dead, the Last God's Flame will completely ignite you, you'll turn into ashes in the flames!" Even though his body was pierced through, he didn't bleed, only scarlet flames.

"So this flame is called the Flames of the Last God?" Negri looked at his rapidly melting right hand, not panicking at all. Instead, he observed the flames with interest.

As the flames were about to reach his shoulder, 'Negary''s right hand automatically detached itself, revealing a clean and clean cut, followed by a black muscular arm the size of an infant covered in mucus that reached out from the cut.

The arm continued to expand and quickly returned to its normal size. A layer of white mucus flowed out from the black muscles and quickly formed new skin.

"I've roughly understood the burning speed and temperature of this flame" Negri moved his newly grown right hand, something seemed to be condensing in the air. Negri stretched his hand out, his white nails began to grow: "Then you can all die!"

Negri's words were still echoing in the air. His body tensed up and reappeared behind a Royas soldier. His white fingernails were like thin swords, piercing through the flames and directly piercing through the skin and muscle. Everything happened so naturally, as if he didn't use any strength at all. By the time the soldiers regained their senses, their bodies had already been turned into pieces.

The nails on Negri's hand that were gradually melting detached from his fingers. During the time when the flames were burning on his right arm, Negri had mobilized different types of bacteria in his body to resist the flames. In the end, he discovered that the metal-eating bacteria that made up his nails and bones had the highest resistance against the flames.

If he continued his research, Negri would be able to experiment with a few types of bacteria to produce nails with higher resistance, but it was no longer necessary. These people had already been influenced by the will of the potion. Their beliefs had already been raised to the highest point they could reach. Since that was the case, there was no need to waste time.

"With seasonings, these people can be considered as appetizers." Negri turned around and looked at Smick. "Is the first dish ready, sir?"

"As an evil spirit, you were once a human, weren't you!?" Smick looked at Negri in shock. Although he already knew that Negri was strong, he didn't expect him to be this strong.

In the blink of an eye, the Last God squad he led was completely wiped out. Whether it was physical fitness, combat skills, or combat awareness, Negri was one of the best in this world.

To become a ruler, combat was undoubtedly a must, so how could Negri forget to make up for his shortcomings? There were many mercenaries in Reya, and among them, there were a few mercenaries who were good at combat who once received a mission to teach a certain big shot in Reya how to fight.

These people might not be as good as the legendary ranger Chris, or as good as Smick, who came from a rich family, but after drifting around as mercenaries for so many years, they would surely have some skills. With dozens of such teachers' teaching ', Negri absorbed their combat experience, combat skills, and even their combat awareness.

Even without his terrifying physique, he was still a Combatant standing at the peak of humanity. Not to mention, with his [Viral Body] physique, coupled with his various unique abilities, he had already surpassed the limits of humanity, giving him an overwhelming advantage over humans. That was why the Royas soldiers who used their Serums were easily killed by him.

"So what? Struggling with your identity as a human? Worried that your actions don't conform to society? That you will be condemned by your inner morality? " Negri smiled indifferently: "Compared to what I pursue, those are nothing but insignificant things"

"Me, what I want is to dominate everything, not to be dominated by those meaningless things. The only thing I need to follow is my own thoughts" Negri calmly replied.

After absorbing the Soul Essence of the Royas soldiers, Negri learned a bit more about them and explained to Smick: "Most people more or less have something called a conscience. This is something born from living in this society and being contaminated by something called public morality. When you do something that doesn't conform to public morality, you will inevitably be burdened by your conscience and hesitate"

"So you are the same, Smick" Negri continued: "You are hesitating between Eldridge and the interests of nobles, not knowing whether to lean towards Eldridge who can make the Kingdom of Royas stronger, or lean towards the nobles you were born into"

"But, Smick, those things that make you hesitate are nothing but useless things" Negri extended his hand towards Smick: "Try to do it, Smick, open the door of morality, abandon those useless things, surrender to me, and you will find that you will obtain eternal peace"

Smick was trembling. He couldn't help but admit that he was wavering. His beliefs at this moment couldn't resist Negri's invitation at all. Everyone was trapped in a huge cage, tied up by all kinds of ropes.

It was undeniable that deep in everyone's heart, they all longed to break free from those shackles, but once they did so, they would obtain the joy of morality, and right now, this joy was tempting him.

Smick Lancher looked at his military uniform, looked at the Lancher family emblem on it, took a deep breath, and his eyes once again became firm: "Negri, perhaps the useless things you speak of are constantly bothering me, but those things are also the things that make me, Smick Lancher. I am not a monster like you, I cannot abandon those things"