"Heh, heh, I had only just gotten a taste before you forced me to spit it out. Looks like you deliberately made me drink that blood and tampered with it. It doesn't matter. Even the deadliest poison in the world can't kill me. What's one mouthful of divine blood?" Even now, Demon Taotie could still laugh, though her laughter was somewhat forced.
"You're wrong. My divine blood is even more dangerous than poison. You'll understand soon enough," Fan Lang said.
"It's just one mouthful of divine blood. So what if it's powerful? I refuse to believe a mouthful of blood can bring me down!"
Demon Taotie pulled herself together and launched another attack.
This time, Fan Lang completely shifted to defense. He sought no merit, only to avoid mistakes, maneuvering the car against Demon Taotie. The blood dragon he had created earlier also helped somewhat.
Time trickled by as the divine blood continued to take effect.
Although Demon Taotie had spat out the divine blood in her mouth immediately, it was already too late. Some of it had seeped into her body and dissolved without a trace.
That divine blood contained subsystem programs. Its most basic components were equivalent to code, capable of transforming Demon Taotie from within and implanting a subsystem into her.
Once the implantation was complete, she would have no choice but to obey the Main System's commands. If it told her to pull a cart, she would pull a cart. If it told her to kill herself, she would kill herself!
Demon Taotie had no idea what was wrong with the divine blood, but she could feel a special force constantly affecting her.
She fought while secretly trying to dispel the effects within her body, only to discover that they were growing stronger and stronger. The