A massive red eye remained fixed in its original position.
It quietly floated there, seemingly unaffected by the aftermath of the previous battle.
When Fang Cheng’s gaze landed on it, it even slightly rotated its pupil to meet his own gaze directly.
The surface of the eye was covered with intricate, blood vessel-like patterns, exuding a unique red sheen.
It didn’t look like the eye of a common creature; it resembled a biomechanical creation made from some unknown substance.
Even without an external energy input, it remained active, beating like a heart.
With each pulse, the entire flesh of the nest contracted and relaxed in tandem.
Simultaneously, countless blood threads extended, glowing with a dim red light, transmitting energy throughout the nest like veins of life.
Under this strange red glow, the charred wounds on the ground were covered layer by layer with fresh red granulation, the ruptured tumors on the walls swelled again, and the withered tendrils stretched and spread once more.
The entire nest exuded a bizarre vitality.
"It’s self-repairing..."
Fang Cheng gazed intensely at this peculiar creation, his mind awash with thoughts.
Recalling what Cui Xiuying had said before in the Inner World.
The Deep Red Eye was a relic unearthed by the Noah Organization’s expedition team from beneath the glaciers after an accidental avalanche in the Himalayas.
Luo Lie had previously risked everything to flee into the lab, aiming precisely for this object.
Those three men in black had stealthily infiltrated this place, risking confrontation with the Noah Organization to attempt to steal it. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
From this, it was evident that the secrets contained within this eye far surpassed the ordinary.
Perhaps it was the leaked energy that spawned those gray mists.
Thereby distorting a strange Inner World, causing almost the entire Noah Building and the people inside to fall into it.
While Fang Cheng and the eye were locked in a stare, sudden subtle fluctuations appeared in the air, followed closely by a noise.
It wasn’t like the previous sound of countless flies flapping their wings, but rather like someone whispering softly in his ear.
However, Fang Cheng still couldn’t hear it clearly.
The indistinct sound slightly raised its volume, turning the whispers into a call.
Seemingly making a great effort to convey some information or tell something important to the person in front of it.
Yet Fang Cheng, like a deaf person, simply couldn’t decipher what it wanted to say.
The Deep Red Eye hadn’t given up because of this.
Its pupil suddenly emitted a faint red beam, focusing on the face of the naked man wearing a mask in front of it.
As Fang Cheng’s gaze lingered, he felt a slight stabbing pain in his eyes, and then his hunger seemed to amplify rapidly.
A tearing pain erupted from his stomach, as if being seared by a red-hot iron.
Every cell in his body screamed, seemingly starving to the point of devouring itself completely.
This hunger transcended the physical realm, reaching a realm of psychological torment.
It left Fang Cheng feeling dizzy, with his limbs beginning to tremble slightly.
The extreme hunger gnawed at him like a thousand insects, spreading through every muscle in his body.
Fang Cheng clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles cracking from the excessive force.
Mental images of devouring food flashed through his mind, saliva poured forth wildly, and his tongue tingled.
The eyes hidden by the mask were now bloodshot from the rush of blood.
He lifted his head, staring intently at the massive floating eye, his Adam’s apple moving up and down with difficulty.
The hovering "Deep Red Eye" seemed to sense his change.
Its pupil slightly moved, the red light becoming more intense, precisely locking onto this extremely hungry man.
In the deep, vortex-like pupils, nebulas seemed to shift and change, hiding secrets from the universe.
The buzzing whispers became more urgent, filled with temptation.
This time, Fang Cheng could finally hear clearly.
[You will become stronger...]
[All your pain will vanish...]
Various calls, like countless hands, tried to entwine his consciousness, pulling him towards it.
Fang Cheng could ignore the deliberately seductive whispers.
But the tangible hunger, like a flood bursting through a dam, surged fiercely, trying to drown what little reason he had left.
It was a depletion of life’s essence, a deep craving rooted in his very core, burning through his esophagus, tugging at his organs.
In the depths of his consciousness, the eye seemed to turn into a sizzling piece of roasted meat, exuding a temptation that made his soul tremble.
Fang Cheng couldn’t help but moan.
The hunger blurred his vision, casting a grayish filter over everything around him.
Only the pulsating "Deep Red Eye," glowing eerily in the dark, stood out vividly.
The Deep Red Eye seemed to perceive the intent of the person in front, quivering excitedly in the air.
Its form altered accordingly; the vascular patterns on the surface became clearer, as if blood really flowed within.
The once stagnant pupil now came to life.
Like an Abyss, it mirrored Fang Cheng’s figure within, brimming with a greed to devour everything.
Fang Cheng let out a low growl, suddenly ripping off his mask, revealing a face with eyes burning red.
He then took a step forward, moving towards the eye.
Each step seemed to be guided by some invisible force, slow yet resolute.