My Cellular Prison
Chapter 1942

A Friendly Cthulhu

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Nicole's stroke of fortune was something Han Dong had never anticipated.

I never thought the Evil Fruit planted by the Yellow Robe would Transform Into such an opportunity...

But that guy truly was evil. According to the Deep Sea Sovereign, the former Miss Clara possessed Mystic Potential no weaker than Hyde's and had likely borne a Primordial Title back then.

Even knowing her identity, the Yellow Robe still devoured her alive, showing no regard whatsoever for the old kings' relationship.

When he was besieged by the kings back then and nearly exiled completely or even killed, he had absolutely deserved it.

If that guy's evil nature had not changed, Pope, Eugenis, and I would most likely have had our brains eaten when we went to the library...

At this thought, the back of Han Dong's head turned cold in waves.

At that moment, the Deep Sea Sovereign was already standing before the central pillar of the main brain area.

Out of curiosity, Han Dong asked,

"My Lord, at first, I took the Sleeper statue atop it as a symbol of your true form... Could this be the Sealing Device suppressing the Torso Section Fragment?"

"More or less.

Our deep sea is a place of utmost purity. A wicked fragment like this would contaminate the Seawater.

In the end, I decided to bury the fragment deep within my body. This stone pillar ensures that the fragment's influence does not spread to the main brain area, while also serving as a conduit.

As for the carvings above, they are merely a personal hobby of mine.

Also, you may change how you address me... Your 'lord' should be the Gray One, yes? He has expended tremendous effort on you."

Han Dong had initially wanted to habitually address him as "Senior."

However, his thoughts

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