The main chamber within the dark, fleshy tree core.
In the bathtub chamber connected to conduits of forest essence, the High-tier Existence hailed as the "Origin of the Black Goats" gazed at the human youth her daughter had brought back in a voluptuous, graceful Human Form.
It was surprising enough that he had surpassed Green, Pop, and Aslan to claim absolute victory in the London Game.
What she had not expected was for the High-tier circle she had withdrawn from to grant this young man the right to attempt the Book of the Dead.
If the qualifications for the dead had not been such a serious matter, she truly would have liked to "taste" what made this champion different—what let him surpass Green, whose body was the abyss and whose veins flowed with Madness Blood.
Once her desires slipped beyond control, she might completely ruin this young body.
At that moment, she turned her gaze toward her favorite daughter.
"Sally, what exactly did you bring this friend here for... The Book of the Dead has nothing to do with me."
Sally answered nervously, "Mother, it's like this... Nicholas chose the Destiny Path. He has encountered all kinds of different worlds and mastered powers that we alien demons do not possess.
"I want him to see whether he can find a way to heal your injuries."
Upon hearing this.
Han Dong looked surprised. Sally had not mentioned anything like this beforehand.
Swish, swish, swish~
Several limp tentacles suddenly sprang from the bathtub and clung to Sally's body, like a loving mother gently stroking her child... Naturally, Sally herself thoroughly enjoyed the process.
Yet this affection was not over.
Mother's head abruptly stretched out before Sally.
Her moist lips pressed directly against Sally's, caressing her child from within through a "kiss."
After