Blooming

Those sacrifices were Beast Species from the Courtyard's Taming Garden.

Most were products of other worlds, though many had already undergone local hybridization. They had ultimately been culled and placed in the disposal warehouse to prevent their genes from contaminating the population.

But now, as otherworldly species, as flavors this Abyss had never sampled, as "pure things" with unbelievably low contamination, they truly were the most suitable Sacrifices.

As for whether the Sacrifices were human or intelligent, that had never meant anything to the Abyss.

There was no need to slaughter them, much less place them upon the altar. The world took its gifts.

"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!"

The wolves on the altar mutated amid miserable howls, meeting the end appropriate to their respective levels.

Most went splat, turning directly into bloody sludge and pools of blood.

Some were luckier, twisting into bizarre monsters before immediately reaching their end and becoming meaningless lumps of flesh.

Others transformed amid the distortion into entirely different monsters. Some had wolf heads and human bodies; some had human bodies and wolf heads; others had sheep heads and wolf bodies. Every warped creature looked as if several genetic modules had been forcibly crammed into a single organism.

"Boom!"

Yet the result seemed no different from before. More "blood clots" appeared on the ground.

The sight left Lu PingAn silent—not because it was horrifying, but because...

Why does this feel so familiar?

It reminded Lu PingAn of the Life-type, of his own "Investment," and of those so-called "modules" that made up living creatures.

.Could the Abyss also be Life-type? No, Eternal Motion Ten Thousand Spirits.

The rather terrifying answer seemed to be right before him. What happened next gave Lu PingAn his answer.

More than ninety percent of the Sacrifices ultimately became bloody sludge, and the Abyss