“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 . 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.
“The female doctor is like the mother, and the male doctor is like the weapon. Is the death portrait the thing that is controlling everything?” Gao Ming considered it. “I need to get closer to steal the cradle.”
The female doctor’s threads and the God of Flesh and Blood’s chains entangled in the flesh. Neither party backed off, even if the fight would destroy them. Blood flowed. The God of Flesh and Blood exhausted too much energy when he destroyed K’s white bone lotus. However, he didn’t plan to rest. He planned to consume the enemy to restore his energy. Both parties fought with the cruellest intentions until their flesh slowly united.
The female doctor tried her best in defence, while the male doctor did everything for offence. The God of Flesh and Blood tried to shove himself into the meat mountain so that his blood could infiltrate the cradle. The fight between the ghosts was scarier than Gao Ming imagined. Their power was mostly related to sacrifices and curses. When ghosts of the same power met, the image of mutual consumption was the scariest.
“Their resentment rooms are overlapping! No! The God of Flesh and Blood’s resentment room wants to grow on the surgical room!” The big dog spotted an opportunity. The surgical room split open. The cracks were like wounds on human skin. They started to scab. However, during the healing process, shadows would leak into the resentment room. The big dog moved between the new shadow. Even though he kept grumbling, he still followed Gao Ming’s orders. Gao Ming only had one goal: the cradle near the heart of the meat mountain!
The God of Flesh and Blood was under a lot of pain. The face of death and desire didn’t have much response. The face of sin cackled while the human face almost collapsed. The human face was the humanity within the God of Face and Death. It was because of the human face that God would listen to Gao Ming and consider his safety. Therefore, Gao Ming would not let the human face disappear.
Gao Ming hid inside the big dog, holding the chains. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the swinging cradle. The big dog knew how dangerous it was. To send Gao Ming to his destination, when he was exposed by the male doctor, the big dog leapt out of the shadow and threw Gao Ming at the meat mountain. He used his body to cover Gao Ming as he bit the organs and vessels that whipped at them. Using the big dog as a stepstool, Gao Ming crawled into the wound torn open by the God of Flesh and Blood earlier.
Gao Ming’s cooperation with the God of Flesh and Blood was initiated much earlier. Gao Ming walked down the chains laid down by the God of Flesh and Blood. Everything was going according to plan. When the doctors realised that something was wrong, Gao Ming was already inside the meat mountain.
The chains with ghost tattoos gushed out of the torture room. Compared to the giant God of Flesh and Blood, Gao Ming was more agile. Seeing that she couldn’t stop Gao Ming, the female doctor screamed. Blood mist wafted out of the vessels near the cradle. It formed a cocoon to protect the cradle.
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.