The Primordial Beast's target has gone 23 hours without being consud.
This lengthy duration is quite rare, even causing the death row inmates in the Central Prison to be puzzled.
They are all aware of the beast's abilities in hunting; it should have finished dealing with those few humans selected by the Prison Director within an hour.
Since it has been delayed for so long, it can be basically concluded that the Skinless must be providing assistance in the cetery.
The "death" of the Skinless Koken those years ago was entirely faked by the Prison Director, even his upper position status was also made up.
This shows that the degree of exploitation of the universe still has a lot of potential, or that the Prison Director himself still holds quite a few "upper position status."
[Central Prison]
A pregnant woman with white skin and blonde hair is sitting in the waiting room, seemingly having arranged a eting with soone.
After a while, waves of complex sounds co from the outside.
The large passage designed for giants outside seems to be filled, with various tallic structures being scraped.
Footsteps, crawling sounds, tooth-clashing sounds, wing-flapping sounds, all mixed together.
The waiting room door seems to be simultaneously gripped by countless hands, pulling it open.
However,
The one that finally walked in, in the eyes of the pregnant woman, was just a slightly fleshy young girl.
She casually wore a furry coat, with buttons unfastened, revealing cleavage and slightly exposed pants waistband.
Her fleshy long legs were stepping on two different slippers as she walked over.
She still held unknown brand at jerky in her hands, chewing at any mont.
"Boss, what's up?"
Her question was not directed at the pregnant woman but at her bulging abdon.
The pregnant woman responded, "The beast has not returned, exceeding my expected ti. Maybe Koken playing dead in the cetery has undergone many changes, able to so extent to limit the beast.
Only 38 minutes remain before a full day passes.
If the beast hasn't returned, I'll need you to handle it."
The girl looked puzzled, "Huh? I can't exactly go in there."
"The beast's claws can tear through anything, and the burst of conflict in the Divine Tomb can make the blockade space unstable. With your abilities, you should be able to squeeze in."
The girl nodded, "Alright, I didn't expect Koken to be so capable.
When I return, please help erase the beast's cognition; being regarded as prey is terribly uncomfortable."
As soon as the girl agreed to the matter and got up to do preparatory exercises, the pregnant woman suddenly raised her hand.
"No need to go...the beast has returned."
"Huh? I was thinking of having fun with Koken, taking the opportunity to replenish so skin nutrients, such a pity.
Boss, call if there's anything else."
The pregnant woman said nothing more, only turned to leave.
[Central Prison - At the Gate]
A tear-inducing huge opening has already caused internal depressurization.
The black-haired pregnant woman stood here steadily, unaffected, while a chain resembling an umbilical cord shot from her hand, wrapping around Wu's neck.
The beast returned but seed extrely hungry.
The pregnant woman quickly led it to the [Hunting Ground],
Wu, back ho, quickly began gorging within the hunting ground, using its claws to tear open cages, devouring like opening canned food.
The pregnant woman also perceived multiple scents in the beast's eye sockets, and remnants of Koken's skin.
Upon confirmation, she turned to leave.
At the damaged gate,
The Shop Owner, sitting in a wheelchair, was responsible for the repair, as a deep crimson aura swept in, accompanied by distant whispering sounds:
≮What a pity, this ti the hunt only managed to kill four creatures cultivated by the Prison Director. However, it did include the divinity-rejected one, which still is quite good.≯
"Congratulations."
The Shop Owner rely responded simply, without any emotional change.
…
[Tomb of the Gods]
The Primordial Beast's target has gone 85 hours without being consud.
Luo Di lay prostrate in an almost completely torn area, one hand pressing onto the flowing intestines, the other holding onto the ground.
Blood mixed with saliva continuously flowed from his mouth,
The original ancient texts carved across his body have beco indistinct.
His consciousness space, deep within the Moon Core.
The entire crew was scattered in various regions, too fatigued to even sit up, only Joke was barely able to sit on a chair, barely controlling balloons to brush over the ancient texts.
In the manga studio,
Hua Yuan had grown herself into a plant, outputting all nutrients externally, she was nearly withered yet still awaited the result.
A bit of nectar was delivered to Luo Di's body,
Correspondingly, Luo Di forcibly cramd intestines back into himself, used the Moonlight Worm for adhesion, slowly getting up.
The view around was all chaos.
The Divine Tomb carefully constructed by the Prison Director with massive manpower and resources was unexpectedly damaged at its foundation, making the entire world unstable.
Nurous tombs were destroyed, even the pitch-black sealed sky was cut with faint mosaic fractures.
Nearby,
Maximus's remaining brain tissues were becoming cancerous, various coincidences were acting upon them, gradually differentiating.
Within a circular pit thousands of ters away.
A finger with a mouth remained inside, striving to devour rotting at tissues, then gradually chewed out a complete humanoid figure.
In a gorge sliced open soplace, nurous decayed candles scattered, ashes floated attempting to gather.
Even so,
the entire world could still hear the roars, or perhaps the cries, of the beast.
After a prolonged battle,
the beast, who hadn't touched a drop of water or food, was also starting to struggle.
Its pale body had already beco emaciated, with certain parts showing tal-like scars similar to lesions.
Even if it couldn't be killed,
the intense hunger and the disruption of the tal within made Wu noticeably slower, even its best skill, tearing, weakened significantly.
It could feel its own weakness, and hunting was no longer its primary goal.
It wanted to return to the prison, back to that special cell that would continually deliver beasts.
But it couldn't leave.
A strange, question mark-structured greatsword hovered in front of it,
this sword was peculiar, unable to cut even its skin, yet it always felt as if it could reach the essence.
Once slashed, its behavior would beco disordered, its sense of direction would beco chaotic.
It clearly intended to tear through the tomb's space but accidentally tore a huge gash in the ground.
In front of the beast,
a cloth mask embroidered with a question mark fell to the ground,
a handso man remained standing about fifty ters away,
dark green hair flowing with the wind,
sleeves rolled just above his elbows,
with a pocket watch hanging from his chest,
holding the question mark greatsword in one hand, the other hand in his pocket.
The question mark-shaped pupils seed to have analyzed the beast's mode of action,
he never initiated attacks, only dodging and parrying. He would only actively slash when the beast wanted to leave.
He was like a question mark brand glue, sticking tightly to the opponent's fur.
At this mont,
Luo Di moved his body, gritting his teeth, standing up.
With eyes that never changed, he stared intently at the beast. At this mont, he finally understood the answer to Mr. Question Mark's riddle.
Just one word: [Endure].
As long as Luo Di, this core parater, could barely withstand the beast's tearing, the team would be able to continue enduring.
This wasn't just an individual endurance,
but a long-term, targeted training with Death Row Inmates.
All participants gained the most direct combat experience, experiencing the intensity of the Central Prison's death row inmates.
This was a very important warm-up before the battle, a crucial practice before the final action.
Correspondingly,
the extre environnt of the Tomb of the Gods caused the beast to enter a state of hunger in advance.
Next ca the [Final Step].
It was a parater unexpectedly obtained during Mr. Question Mark's early observations.
At that ti, when Luo Di engraved the original manuscript on his body and blocked the beast's tearing head-on, the opponent called out Mura's na.
Mr. Question Mark used this point to fully deduce the backstory and simultaneously analyzed and revealed the beast's real na.
Now was the ti...
"Luo Di, go."
"Okay."
Luo Di, pushing himself to his limits, walked forward, but threw his weapon directly into the Subspace, no longer expressing any killing intent.
In contrast,
he actually took out instant noodles from deep within the space, and started preparing them as he walked.
Additionally, he added so braised beef and eggs, making a deluxe version.
Perhaps it was the scent, a kind never before slled,
Wu actually lowered its palm, eyes shrinking, tilting its head.
Luo Di actively approached and handed over the instant noodles,
he could feel that this beast was already different, not simply hungry, but the malice mingled in its divinity had been mostly devoured by the Hunter.
Cradling the super-sized deluxe instant noodles, it ate everything including the box.
Who knew,
Luo Di shot an unfriendly glance,
this ti he made two bowls, but didn't imdiately give the beast any, instead started eating with chopsticks himself.
This scene made the beast's eyes well with saliva, almost about to step forward to tear Luo Di apart and snatch the food.
But in the next second,
its instant noodles were handed over, along with a pair of chopsticks.
Luo Di tried calling out the other's na.
"Wu…"
Who knew,
the beast still couldn't change its nature, swallowing the chopsticks and bowl together.
And so,
all the instant noodles Luo Di brought from Moon City for an entire year were consud today…
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