My Cell Prison
Chapter 1079 - Chapter 1079 Chapter 178 Killing

Chapter 1079: Chapter 178: Killing Chapter 1079: Chapter 178: Killing The heart.

According to Han Dong’s earlier observation of the “Corpse-Thorns”,

he confirmed the existence of the Thorns Heart and that the heart was a critical organ, even capable of performing brain-related functions, far more important than the heart is to humans.

[The Head] for these Sacred Level Lives seemed more like a display of abilities rather than a fatal area.

In the recent battle, Han Dong had Magic Eye Wide Open, carefully observing the heart of Tailor-Lu, and could basically ascertain that his heart was a fatal spot.

He even hypothesized that for Sacred Level Lives, the heart was an essential organ, crucial to the foundation of life.

However, damage to the heart wouldn’t necessarily be fatal.

…

As the core of energy supply, the heart controlled the hub of the Original White Line.

When it was pierced by Han Dong’s sword, the [White Flesh Apostle] immediately disintegrated, turning into a pile of scattered white flesh and slack white lines.

Tailor-Lu looked at Han Dong with a face full of astonishment.

More surprising to him than his heart being pierced was another power that Han Dong displayed.

Even in his Holy Level World, it was exceedingly rare to see an individual wielding two different powers as Han Dong did.

“How do you have ‘Holy Blood’ flowing in your veins?”

This question immediately confirmed Han Dong’s speculation.

The ancestors of the Hall Family had accidentally obtained the “Sacred Sword Bloodline” in Fate Space, its source unknown.

Now, the Holy Blood had transferred to Han Dong, yet he still had no leads… only knowing that the Holy Sword was extremely effective against Demons.

After understanding the characteristics of the Holy Level World, Han Dong began to suspect whether the “Sacred Sword Bloodline” had something to do with it.

“Oh? You know about Holy Blood?” Han Dong wanted to try to probe for some information about Holy Blood.

Unexpectedly, Tailor-Lu, enduring the pain in his heart, suddenly reached out and ripped open Han Dong’s shirt.

The Black Whirlpool covering the front of his body was revealed.

“You are a participant of Fate!

Strange, you are a being from this world, why can you touch Fate? Moreover, you have been recognized by [Black Tower], how did you manage that?

Since you refused to surrender world sovereignty, your group of demons should have been forbidden by Fate from ‘Inter-world Interaction’.

What exactly are you?”

The speech from Lu made Han Dong realize that demons were repelled by Fate because they were unwilling to relinquish world sovereignty.

They could only rely on their self-developed mythical routes for development.

Unlike in the World of Fate where there are thousands or even millions of routes available, still letting participants choose the most suitable, favorite routes to develop, and even providing corresponding level fate events and related rewards to enhance the participants’ training speed.

“Me?

I’m merely a lowly species on this planet, unrelated to demons, hence I can step into Fate Space.

Can you tell me something about ‘Holy Blood’ or your world?

If you can, I am willing to let you live.

You must feel that I’m intentionally restraining the power inside the Holy Sword… the moment I decide you should die, I could do it instantly.”

“Non-Demon high-intelligence species? Living in the Demon World, yet not tainted by any Demon Attribute?

For a world to give rise to two completely independent high-intelligence species is nearly impossible… It seems, indeed, your world is filled with many secrets.

No wonder Black Tower offers high rewards for us to come here and test World Erosion.”

“Answer my question.” Han Dong faintly felt that the other party was purposely stalling; he was ready to twist the sword handle upon sensing any movement.

“Your question?

Sorry, I cannot, nor am I able to, disclose issues about the world.”

Han Dong sensed something was off and decisively activated and twisted the Holy Sword.

Squeak, squeak, squeak~

However, the Holy Sword became stuck inside the target’s body.

During the exchange, Tailor-Lu had performed stabilizing repairs on his heart at the front.

The basic function of the heart had been restored.

At the same time, a large number of “Original White Line” grew out from the heart… These white threads themselves grew within the heart, symbolizing the tailor’s origin and were his most important lines.

Their tensile strength, hardness, and energy were much higher than ordinary white threads.

They tightly wrapped around the Holy Sword, restraining the activation of the Holy Blood inside.

“Fortunately… you must have acquired the Holy Blood through a ‘Third Type of Contact’, without a full understanding of its essence, and you have never been to our world.

Otherwise, merely with my threads, it would still be difficult to restrain the Traitor’s Blood.

That was your only opportunity, such a pity.”

Swish~swish~swish!

Thousands of threads instantly spilled out from the tailor’s back.

With a cocoon-forming process, they planned to envelop both the tailor and Han Dong within the threads, replenishing the tailor’s heart breach by absorbing nutrients from Han Dong’s body.

For a brief moment, utter despair filled Han Dong’s eyes.

Desperate to break free, he realized it was too late as the white threads spreading from his heart had already ensnared his hands.

Staring at Han Dong’s face filled with despair, the few remaining threads in the tailor’s head wove into a hint of a smile… The tailor had already pegged Han Dong as fish on the chopping board, with no chance of escape left.

He, too, gradually lowered his guard.

Just then.

An unusual nail appeared in Han Dong’s mouth.

“Mary…”

A tongue from within Han Dong’s body stretched out from his throat.

Belonging to Maritzis, this was also the toad’s most powerful organ, common among the Toad Demons.

In N’Kai Yili, many Toad Demons used their tongues for heavy labor.

As the tongue resisted the nail, it merely contacted the nail, causing plumes of black smoke to rise from the surface of the toad’s tongue.

Maritzis endured the pain and expelled the nail with the strongest force…

Buzz! The moment it shot out, it already surpassed the Speed of Sound.

Swish~ The nail directly entered the heart, piercing the origin.

“You!”

Instantly, the tailor’s body was engulfed in Hellfire, with a nail piercing out every 5cm across his body.

Endless pain on the level of the body, along with the soul’s plane being scorched by Hell.

All the white threads were instantly burned up.

Such a process of death was far more painful than being executed by the Holy Sword… and it wouldn’t even result in immediate death.

Han Dong hurriedly reached out to press against the target’s chest.

Chirp chirp~

Tentacles penetrated through the ribs and touched the heart.

According to Han Dong’s understanding of Sacred Level Life, its brain functions were also integrated into the heart… Han Dong wanted to read the tailor’s memory to find out about the Holy Level World.

As expected.

The tentacles mimicked synaptic connections.

Roaming between the heart’s valves,

Han Dong discovered the heart’s structure was extremely complex, with a specific area accumulating cerebral fluid, most likely the storage area for memory fragments.

However.

Even though Han Dong was extremely careful, trying to mimic the organ present in the counterpart’s body as much as possible,

attempting to glimpse the memory still triggered some kind of prohibition, facing strong rejection from the Power of the World.

Trouble!

Han Dong decisively chose to retreat, withdrawing over twenty meters with a Toad Step.

Boom!

The tailor’s still-burning body, like a human bomb, suddenly exploded.

The explosion’s force even flung Han Dong, who was twenty meters away, heavily against the wall at the end of the passage.