My Cellular Prison
Chapter 1742

Bestowal

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Chapter 1721: Bestowal

Green only bounced around in the Chaos Dance Pool for a short while before directly pulling out the kin-serpent biting the back of her head and leaving the dance floor.

It was not that Green looked down on this kind of Snake Dance.

Rather, this dance from the Serpentman Kingdom was not particularly helpful to her as she forged her "kingdom domain." Their affinities were simply too far apart.

Perhaps she could gain a slight insight from it, but in Green's view, she might as well try something else.

As she left the dance floor, she glanced at Han Dong, who was dancing in sync.

Unlike the other dancers,

Han Dong's steps were not merely perfectly synchronized; he had also entered a state of total immersion. His entire body floated in the air... his movements were more flawless than those of any other dancer.

"Your adaptability is truly unparalleled.

"Moreover, no matter what kind of insight you gain, you can turn it into something of your own. Myriad Forms Assimilation... in that regard, you resemble Nyarlathotep, perhaps even surpassing it.

"How interesting~ I look forward to your Mythic Construction."

She came before a dark wall riddled with holes.

She reached an arm into one of the holes, and shortly afterward withdrew a specially mixed cocktail in an organ-shaped glass.

Green knew very well that Han Dong would remain in the dance pool for quite some time.

Thus, carrying her drink, she headed to the party's private booths. As a V.I.P. here, Green was entitled to exclusive service... a waiter whose neck had been completely severed came forward to receive her.

The exposed throat was covered in lumps of flesh that rubbed against one another, producing a hazy, entrancing sound.

"How may I serve you?"

"Arrange an Extreme

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