’Greed’ Marquis Greed held a blood-colored cross sword over three ters long in one hand while brushing aside his golden hair with the other, looking at the small dical team not far ahead.
"What’s this? Trying to save soone on the brink of death?
I checked that kid’s condition myself, even if you throw him into a highly pure blood pool, it would still require at least ten priests continuously performing blood exchanges for at least seven days for him to possibly survive, let alone fully recover.
And you dare to save soone right before my eyes, do you hold
in such contempt?
Though I might not dare to kill a Venerable Tumor Knight, I can still kill you two."
Greed certainly wouldn’t foolishly stand by and watch;
he started dragging his long sword towards the surgical team,
walking normally for the first half of the distance, then suddenly accelerating to catch the other side off guard.
Slash! He swung a horizontal cut,
and the very space in the area he sliced through seed to be montarily severed, with the nurse, doctor, and Lorrian all cut in half at the waist,
Strangely, though, no blood spurted out, and the bisected individuals continued with their surgical preparations thodically and unperturbed.
"Hm?!"
Greed imdiately sensed sothing was amiss and quickly retrieved from his Greed Treasure Vault an ancient gold carven eye of special make,
forcefully pressing it into his left eye socket, the original eye bursting outright.
As the gold eye settled in place,
the dical team and the William on the operating table, who was at death’s door, both vanished, leaving only a beam of moonlight cast down.
"Moonlight projection... Could their real location be?"
At this thought, Greed couldn’t help but look up at the moon in the sky,
The bloodstains that had covered it were cleaned off without him noticing, leaving it round and bright, appearing almost a thousand kiloters above Zion.
The craters on the moon’s surface had a stereoscopic feature, as if the moon itself was smiling down at him.
"A new moon from this world? If this kid is allowed to continue to develop, when both worlds completely rge, he will beco the new ’Queen’.
If he cos after
then, that will be a real nuisance.
It would obviously be better to kill him off now, and William is up there, after all, he is an important ingredient to fill the ’talent’ I lack. It’s settled then, I shall head to the moon."
Greed’s back unfurled two exaggerated blood wings, unlike the ’Feather Transformation’ of the Venerable Tumor Knight Order.
These blood wings, present in almost all bloodkins at birth as an exhibition of their insect attribute, would evolve as they grew.
With a flurry of his blood wings,
Greed perford three segnts of acceleration in the air, easily breaking the sound barrier and in just five minutes he set foot on the moon.
"To think it really is so close to the ground... Has the moon already grown so obedient to that kid? Seems I need to be careful."
He kept the gold eye in place and looked around, making sure he had not fallen victim to an illusion technique.
Because of Greed’s ’greedy trait,’ any object he ca into contact with would be marked for a while, whether alive or dead, ensuring they could be more efficiently converted to his belongings.
He could feel that William was not on the surface of the moon, but rather deep within.
"There seems to be a passageway between the moon craters, let’s go check it out..."
Greed moved towards the nearest miniature crater,
a re two ters wide with a spiral hole in the center no more than half a ter across.
"It’s too small, but no matter~ The one controlling the moon must think I’d choose a larger, more comfortable passage. I’ll choose this one. The first thing you encounter is often the best, and once missed, there’s no regret to speak of."
With a forceful pinch, the three-ter-long cross sword in Greed’s hand condensed into a pendant cross necklace around his neck.
With a slight push-off from his calves, his body twisted in mid-air.
Whoosh! He transford into a blood-colored flying insect called ’Midge,’ one eye still inlaid with the gold eye, which helped him dispel illusions and quickly determine the correct path inward.
...
Deep within the moon,
the Silver Moon Clinic, founded by Lorrian, was situated there.
Inside the operating room,
William, with life-sustaining tubes inserted throughout his body, lay on a specialized dual-person surgical table, while Lorrian, who had removed his clothing, lay beside him.
All preparations were in place.
"William, you should be able to hear , right? This surgery is different from the ones before, it’s not just a re physical fusion but a complete combination of both our natures.
But this is your only choice, with two Marquises standing in our way, if you want to survive, there’s no other way.
What form we will take after the fusion, even I’m not clear, but I can guarantee the feasibility of the surgery, and what you need to do is cooperate with
as much as possible, both physically and ntally.
Any slight mistake could lead to the failure of the surgery.
The blond Marquis who bears a grudge against you has already landed on the Moon and is coming our way, we don’t have much ti."
As Lorrian said this, the neighboring William, wearing a breathing mask, suddenly turned his head, urging Lorrian with his eyes.
"Haha, I didn’t expect you, William, to also want to combine with ... this is just fantastic, let’s begin!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Lorrian took a surgical knife in each hand,
One pressing against the center of William’s brow and the other onto himself, he began to cut along the central axis of their bodies.
While opening the skin, they also opened the chest cavity.
At this mont, the team of female doctors imdiately began wiring,
connecting Lorrian’s silver blood vessels with William’s red blood vessels in the pre-planned manner, each vessel needing to be correctly paired, with no margin for error.
The correct connection allowed the blood of both to mix evenly,
As William, being Lorrian’s direct line of infection, had homogenous blood, there wouldn’t be any rejection upon mixing.
With the connection of their brain blood vessels, their consciousness also t within the Library.
Looking around the grand and splendid Library, Lorrian couldn’t help but exclaim, "Worthy of a Madman, to actually pull my consciousness over forcibly, eting in your Consciousness Space... But it doesn’t matter, it’s all the sa wherever we talk.
As the initiator of the fusion, the designer of the surgery, and also a New Moon Patient myself, the combination will be primarily based on .
After the conjoined surgery, your injuries will heal rapidly, and I will control our new body to confront the Marquis. Whether we can kill him or not is uncertain, but we should at least be able to face him head-on."
After pondering for a mont, William responded:
"Fine, but my body, especially my brain, holds many secrets... a perfect fusion will require you, Lorrian, to understand
better than you currently do.
Our cooperation will be limited to this operation alone;
once everything is done, we can separate through another surgery.
If possible, I can take so ti now to show you ’deep in the brain’."
"I can’t guarantee we will separate normally, but I’ll try..."
As he spoke, William had already walked to the last row of bookshelves and opened a secret door.
"Oh~ You even have other areas here, a multi-layered Consciousness Space? Indeed, it’s worth understanding thoroughly, otherwise, it would be hard to control your Madness Brain.
If it really can’t be done, having you assist from inside the body to implent the brain’s related functions might also be feasible."
Without answering, William quickly walked deeper into the dark passageway,
Lorrian, aware that there wasn’t much ti left, imdiately followed... They kept venturing through the dark hidden corridor until they reached an Aquarium that was completely different from the Library they had left behind.
"An aquarium?"
"Yes, the Library is for conserving my surface mories, while this place stores so deep mories, or ones that cannot see the light of day.
Having effective segregated mory storage allows
better self-managent.
Deep mories are locked in safes and buried beneath these corpses;
I’d advise against you looking into them, as it would do you no good."
Naturally, Lorrian also noticed the multitude of corpses in the aquarium, each identical to William, and his curiosity was instantly piqued.
"Hmm? Could this be your secret of death..."
Lorrian unconsciously approached the tank, starting to observe the corpses,
but as he gazed, suddenly one of the corpses opened its eyes wide and lunged rapidly at him, pulling Lorrian into the glass tank and binding him with iron chains.
The event unfolded too quickly, or, in other words, Lorrian’s consciousness had been under the subtle influence of the Madness Brain since he arrived at the Library;
he just hadn’t noticed due to his eagerness for the fusion.
William watched all this indifferently, confirming everything was in order before quickly leaving, while ticulously Locking up the Aquarium, ensuring Lorrian would be detained for a long ti.
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