Chapter 269: Love

Chapter 269: Love

“A death portrait? A newborn?” The surgical room welcomed both life and death. In the death portrait, life and death were intertwined. “A death portrait that records the birth of life... Is this child a ghost in the shadow world? Why can’t I see his face clearly?” Gao Ming hid inside the big dog’s body as the two slowly approached the centre of the surgical room.

When the two doctors noticed that the baby's cradle had been exposed, their eyes shone with madness. They stopped chanting about correction. The female doctor mobilised her exposed intestines to shield the cradle despite the move hurting herself. The male doctor growled, and various blades grew out of his arms. The white coat was shredded. The male doctor’s arms turned into bladed wings. As he moved, he raised a metallic storm.

The God of Flesh and Blood failed to find the heart he wanted. His plan was to eat the monster’s heart and then assimilate it.

There was a baby’s cries. The God of Flesh and Blood’s shoulders were cut through by the male doctor. One of his arms fell weaklessly. It was almost severed by the male doctor.

When she heard the baby, the female doctor screamed. She scratched her body madly as the threads sunk into her flesh. She forced the monsters to fight the God of Flesh and Blood for the control of the meat mountain.

The flesh was pierced. This was God’s first time dealing with a situation like this. Gong Xi’s life face grimaced with pain. The death face with the ram mask had a chilling glare. The sin face grinned crazily.

The seven arms punched the meat mountain continuously. The chains were injected into the wounds. The God of Flesh and Blood didn’t show any fear as he combined himself with the meat mountain. Nothing could fully destroy his body, and nothing could control his flesh. The four faces looked at the two doctors. The God of Flesh and Blood wanted to consume them directly.

“It looks like we’re off the two doctors’ radar. Your God is wild.” The big dog wanted to say that the God of Flesh and Blood was cruel and savage, but he was scared of the God of Flesh and Blood.

When Gao Ming obtained the God of Flesh and Blood, Gong Xi controlled God as the face of life. However, as time passed, the three other faces became stronger, especially the death and sin face. The God of Flesh and Blood’s personality had changed fully and became more and more like a ghost.

With the chains bound around his arm, Gao Ming smacked the blood cocoon. However, he couldn’t shatter it. The thin blood cocoon seemed to contain the female doctor’s emotions. Monsters that were stitched together crawled out of the meat mountain. They were close to Gao Ming. Sticky black liquid dripped from the ceiling. Some of them crawled to Gao Ming’s head.

“There’s only one chance.”

Gao Ming entered the torture room. His heart beat violently. The flesh forge burned. He grabbed the bone-paring knife the God of Flesh and Blood created from the divine corpse. The single eye on the hilt reflected Gao Ming’s image. When he grabbed the blade, a few white hairs appeared on his head.

Gao Ming stabbed the knife into the cocoon. He carved a giant hole in the cocoon. Before the other monsters approached, Gao Ming yanked off the blood vessels underneath the cradle and pulled the cradle out of the cocoon.

The mother’s blood drenched Gao Ming’s clothes. He pinned the bone-paring knife on the death portrait. The two doctors trembled like a nail had been pinned into their hearts.

Gut-wrenching screams escaped their lips. A gash appeared on their hearts. Their expressions were coloured with panic. They were very anxious, but it was already too late. The chains made from souls constricted around the cradle and the death portrait. Gao Ming pulled out the scythe. The chains rattled loudly. The female doctor wailed, and the male doctor charged at Gao Ming. Based on their reactions, it was as if it was not a picture but their baby inside the cradle.

“Did Situ An and Lu Zang misuse their parental love?”

Just as the scythe was about to hit the cradle, Gao Ming stepped on the chains. He held the scythe of fate and stared at the male doctor coolly.

“Back off.”