Chapter 821 Waste

Chapter 821 Waste

The foot couldn't measure differences in power from the exchange, but the roar overcame that barrier, conveying the massive gap from Khan. The two weren't even comparable.

Khan's roar didn't carry any specific meaning. He had forwarded his overbearing and unreasonable intensity, declaring who was in charge of the situation, and the foot understood its place.

The energy inside the foot slowly dispersed, abandoning its condensed state and leaking into the hall. Part of it even permeated Khan's skin, but his flesh didn't react. No absorption happened.

The previous tests had forced Khan to consider that eventuality, so the result didn't surprise him. It made sense that his body couldn't absorb anything from the Nak since his transformation was complete. That further reassured him but also killed any hope of obtaining immediate improvements.

The foot released all its energy, returning to its "alive" state. Khan knew it could resume acting on its own, but his grasp kept it dormant.

More deep thoughts invaded Khan's mind as he watched the dormant foot. One hand had destroyed Milia 222's secret dock and part of the city above, but Khan could now restrain it with his fingers.

That was another evidence of Khan's growth. The path to get there had been harsh and long, but he had come out reborn. Many saw him as a monster, but his power was undeniable. Even the Nak's foot had been forced to acknowledge him.

'What now?' Khan wondered. Visitt novelbin(.)co/m for the latest updates

The realization felt good, but Khan didn't want to leave the lab empty-handed. The tests' results had reassured him, but that wasn't enough. It seemed the Nak couldn't give him power anymore, but Khan wasn't done with them.

The scarlet eyes Khan had witnessed during the mental trip popped into his mind. He had developed hypotheses, but getting proper answers would be ideal. However, mere body parts couldn't speak or communicate since they were nothing more than primitive beasts acting out of basic instincts.

Nevertheless, the lab had something far bigger. Reviving the almost intact Nak's corpse could create the opportunity for an interrogation. Of course, everything could also go south quickly, but Khan was willing to face the risk.

Still, two problems stood between Khan and that idea. The procedure was the first. He had successfully revived a foot, but an entire body would require far more practice and tests. As for the second, Khan held it in his hand.

The Nak's flesh was priceless, and its value only increased after being revived. Khan held something otherworldly, something people had died to create. Raymond wouldn't have risked so much if the result weren't worth it.

Khan had never been so focused in his entire life. His senses captured every detail, keeping track of the flesh's revitalization. The organs required more energy and time than the other tissues, but Khan had already tested that in previous experiments. Everything moved smoothly, but problems eventually arose.

As organs came back to life, they resumed their original functions. The theory said that the Nak only needed mana to live, but Khan wasn't dealing with an entire alien now, not yet, at least. The pieces of alive flesh worked separately, threatening to become different entities.

Cracks appeared everywhere inside and above the Nak's skin. The absorption wasn't homogeneous, so some tissues came to life earlier than others, increasing their suction force and severing the connection with the nearby still-dry flesh. The corpse was ripping itself apart.

Truthfully, Khan didn't know how to deal with the issue. The previous tests couldn't have prepared him for that eventuality since none had featured an entire corpse. He could only increase the energy output and hope the Nak would fix itself.

The destruction continued. The corpse twitched as the pieces of living flesh tried to rise into the air, uncaring of what stood in their way. One organ even pierced the Nak's abdomen, appearing in the open and forcing Khan to destroy it with a swift kick.

Similar problems followed, and Khan dealt with them accordingly. He didn't mind destroying organs as long as the corpse remained somewhat intact. Yet, that didn't happen, either.

In a few minutes, the corpse had turned into a mess of holes and cracks. Its entire torso had more wounds than intact flesh. However, all the unstable pieces had left by then, and what remained of the Nak absorbed Khan's mana as a singular entity.

Khan kept pouring mana, unsure of what the result would be. The damage was serious, but the head and a few organs had survived. Still, that could easily lead to a mere bigger version of his previous samples, which wouldn't be of any use.

The corpse eventually regained its original color. The flesh and remaining organs came to life, absorbing and amassing Khan's energy. No hovering happened, but Khan knew the sample had reached the same level as the previous tests.

Nevertheless, no changes happened, no matter how much energy Khan sent forward. The corpse didn't react at all, and the same went for when Khan cut the mana delivery. The maimed Nak lay still inside the container, and Khan could only sit before it.

'Is it too damaged even to float?' Khan wondered, half-cursing for that result. 'Maybe I should have sacrificed all the superficial skin and muscles by submerging it in a pool of green liquid.'

Khan quickly disregarded that idea. He couldn't control the organs' different absorption rates, so the outcome could have been both better or worse. At that point, it seemed up to chance.

Thinking about potential mistakes also felt pointless since Khan didn't have another corpse. He had wasted his best sample. He had to accept it and move on.

However, the symphony suddenly twitched. The event was minute and faint, but Khan's gaze immediately snapped toward its source. To his surprise, the Nak had opened its three eyes, and they were pointing at him.