Green handed over the Origin Tentacle, shaped like a withered branch.
Perhaps because he was in the god-borrowing state of First Chaos,
the instant he touched the dried tentacle, an intense sense of shared origin spread throughout his body.
For a moment, Han Dong's thoughts were even drawn back to the dawn of the universe, to the instant chaos was first born... Within that mass of chaos, disorder had transformed into tangible, tentacle-like forms that writhed endlessly.
This tentacle was as old as S-01, and the value contained within it went without saying.
Without another word,
he stuffed the entire thing into his mouth and swallowed it.
It melted the moment it entered his mouth.
Streams of the most primordial energy spread throughout Han Dong's body.
His unstable god-borrowing state became extraordinarily firm, as though it had taken root... All the Gray Substance spreading around Han Dong's body settled, and even his breathing became lighter.
The Tree of Truth branded upon his back also emitted a chaotic glow.
"Holy shit! What kind of incredible tonic is this..."
Devouring the Origin Tentacle instantly restored Han Dong to his peak condition.
What he did not know was,
the Origin Tentacle had not been like this at the birth of the universe... It had only grown into its current form after the accumulation of countless eras, along with the Chaos Sovereign's personal watering and care.
Its value was immeasurable.
When Gray had first obtained the title of First Chaos, he had only received a single Origin Tentacle as a reward and keepsake.
Crack, crack~ Han Dong twisted his neck left and right.
Huff~ Then he let out a deep breath.
He gently stroked the dog mane on his right arm with his left hand. "Earl, are you ready...? We have to do this