This day was destined to be an unforgettable one for the Great Empire and the Western Continent Research Institute.
The Celestial Empire's special operations chief had been beheaded by a Celestial Empire Martial Person during an observation mission—and by a frontal assault, no less. It caused a sensation throughout the empires of the Western Continent.
The total annihilation of the institute's elite team had also shaken this supreme sanctuary of individual-power research, which had always stood loftily above all else.
Western Continent Research Institute.
"Heart rate: 31. Blood pressure... Total life-intensity score: 7.01. Continue injection..."
"Type III adjuvant, two milliliters. Emergency team, stand by..."
"Raise the temperature. Prepare air extraction. Third extreme-environment tolerance test..."
Within the cold, pale giant laboratory, researchers hurried back and forth, recording data, adjusting the environments within the experimental chambers, and preparing supplementary drugs. The air was thick with a grim, oppressive atmosphere.
This was the core experimental zone of the Angel's Tear Project. The project's vice president was personally stationed here. Aside from a select few, everyone else was allowed in but not out, devoting all their efforts to overcoming the final clinical stage of Angel's Tear.
As vice president of the Western Continent's Institute of Mysticism and Human Evolution, Old Robert not only commanded terrifying connections and resources, but was himself a top titan in the field of human-body research. In particular, no one could rival his standing in pharmaceutical modification. His primary pursuit was how to use all kinds of mysterious substances to turn himself into an immortal.
He had always believed this was the most correct path. Take Blood Descendants: outwardly, they were no different from humans, and even their muscular and skeletal structures were largely the same. Many within the institute suspected that a group of humans had come into contact