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Chapter 1642: Chapter 1640 Francis Morgan

Slurp, slurp!

From deep within the Skull Repository, filled with brains, ca the constant sounds of devouring flesh.

Eugenes stood respectfully to the side, watching the elder’s feeding process.

Although he felt a bit pained by the creature being eaten, it was voluntary... considered a tribute for the blessing once given to his entire tribe by the other party.

Professor Morgan was voraciously consuming a special brain with a chrysanthemum-like opening at the top.

The consumption of such high-quality brains quickly replenished his own brain matter loss,

and the negative emotion of "Endless Greed" was gradually fading away.

"No wonder they were a technological race capable of competing with my clan in ancient tis... the brains of these guys still taste so unique! As compensation, I’ll give you so researchers."

Indeed.

What Professor Morgan was consuming was from the "Elder Race," voluntarily offered up by Eugenes from the Black Flesh Mountain.

"No problem, as long as you’re satisfied... I’ve always wanted to thank you for the help you once offered my tribe; this is finally fulfilling a wish."

The South Pole used to be extrely chaotic.

As the main entry point of the "World Catastrophe," the Elder Race completely fell, leaving only a handful of survivors.

Due to their fall, the societal system entirely collapsed, and the [Shoggoth Clan], once entirely enslaved by the Elder Race, finally achieved liberation.

Yet, even though they had gained freedom, they did not know how to utilize it.

Initially, they only knew to indulge in unlimited desires, devouring the essence of the at Mountain, recklessly performing the foulest of material tabolizations.

The Black Flesh Mountain once beca a pit latrine, a trash den for the Shoggoths.

Until Professor Morgan from Mi University, visiting to investigate a newly erged demon species, arrived...

He despised the Elder Race himself,

thus he used special ans to control the Shoggoths, conscientiously teaching them a sound societal managent system, turning the remnants of the Elder Race into servants for endless research.

He spent several years building the Black Flesh Mountain into a Shoggoth society.

Because of this, Eugenes could be raised with the advanced thoughts and technological education of the Elder Race from a young age, maximizing the utilization of the Elder Race’s legacy and technology, scattered among the at Mountains, growing into a unique existence.

As one Elder brain after another was consud,

Professor Morgan’s ’brain matter loss’ no longer existed, and he had returned wholly to a rational state.

The brain tissues covering the Skull Repository and Professor Morgan’s entire body all converged to a semi-open skull... contained within a normally sized cranial cavity.

With a flesh-red main brain at the center, six sub-brains of different hues surrounded it.

Aside from the neural connections and brain structure, it remarkably resembled an astronomical structure akin to a stellar system.

Both the main brain and sub-brains bore unbelievably important tasks, having completely different capability systems... any one head when separated, installed into a proper body forming a formidable individual.

Morgan officially reverted to the true state, as the authentic posture of Migo.

The semi-open cranial cavity holding the brain corresponded to a slender and gaunt body.

Six long, wrinkled arms hung down to knee level,

a spiral-patterned tail dragged along the ground,

and a pair of wings suitable for flight had grown on its back,

Aside from the brain, it was an ordinary Migo body... yet incomplete, with half the waist and abdon missing, and even the soul had been bitten away.

The surrounding wounds were also embedded with small wheels connected within the flesh, needing slow removal.

These injuries were due to severe trauma inflicted by M.O.

"The Scripture of the Corpse Eating Cult, impressive enough to rank among the top three in the Demon Book for offensiveness... Even if that Ghoul hasn’t fully comprehended it, it’s still a trendous threat.

If it bites one’s brain, that would truly be disastrous.

There was no other way... among the many Old Kings, only It was suitable for this plan. Its arrogant nature gave

this one-on-one opportunity.

Although the cost was great, it was all worthwhile."

Professor Morgan had long detected the location of the Land Deed,

descending the secret path,

arriving deep within the continent, at the "King Level Land Deed" supporting the entire Zothique Continent.

"Though unable to kill M.O. and thus not qualifying for kingship, the Land Deed was sufficient... This way, I can establish my own ecological empire.

I will prove to everyone, my research will reach the ultimate Truth.

The world will be fully completed through my research."

As he touched the Land Deed,

the signature of M.O. in the bottom right corner was imdiately replaced with Professor Morgan’s na.

"Eugenes, will you co with ?"

"Sure."

Professor Morgan created on the spot a living spaceship capable of carrying two people and providing a stable ecological environnt.

Directly carrying the two, it flew out of Earth, heading toward a certain unknown planet in the depths of the cosmos... where a special ecological embryo and Morgan’s exclusive laboratory had already been established.

Just by bringing the Land Deed there, an independent ecological experintal circle could be ford.

anwhile.

Due to the removal of the Land Deed,

the [Zothique Continent] isolated in a world crevice, lacked a support point, and chasms rapidly traversed the entire continent, taking the Ghouls who hadn’t yet evacuated, transforming them into sustenance for the Deep Sea.

...

On the biological spaceship.

Professor Morgan remained obsessed with one thing.

Eugenes, do you seem to recognize that special young man mixed among the Skull Repository?

During my period in Zurbaha, I was constantly in a secretive state.

The only possible exposure might have been when that person’s ’false Demon Eye’ inadvertently scanned over.

He is also skillful at the Void Secret thod, though not as proficient as the Pope, he handles it quite adeptly.

There is also a special Migo fused into his brain, a unique variety even I have never seen.

His body contains nurous Demon Breaths, but his soul mixes human elents.

Who is this kid? Why does even soone as important as Sally Aituf accompany him... I’ve been reclusive for the past decade, never having heard of him before."

"You an... Nicholas.

He indeed suddenly erged in the past decade; it’s quite normal that you haven’t heard of him."

Eugenes, showing a gnashing of teeth expression, was reluctant to recall Nicholas’s exploits.

Still, he shared what he knew of them... except for the embarrassing defeat he suffered against Han Dong.

"What?

Outclassing the current [Ten Elents] to win the final victory of the London Ga.

I recall this generation of Elents should be among the strongest since the rebuilding of the New World, right? Even the young man who climbed out from the Mad Abyss could overpower the Pope, becoming the First Elent.

He could manage to gain first contribution?"

"Yes... Nicholas is quite special, with a deep connection to the Gray Walker.

I recently heard, after the London Ga ended, he went to Mi University to apply for a teaching position."

Upon hearing the word ’Mi University’,

Professor Morgan’s gaze flashed a trace of uncontrollable vice and mania.

"That truly is a pity... if I’d just had the chance to kill that kid, I could’ve researched his brain properly; it would surely have been fascinating."

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