This was a completely different feeling.
A brand-new body, brand-new power, and an entirely new perception of the world—it was wonderful.
But it still felt insufficient... insufficient. It simply felt insufficient. It needed more of something its instincts craved.
Its enormous, hideous wings spread open, and it shot out of the sinkhole in an instant, returning to the surface. In the dense jungle, it stretched out its arms to its heart's content.
Something was approaching.
It was a many-segmented reptile, resembling a centipede, except that blade-like horns of keratin jutted from its back one after another... It slowly crawled over, eventually reaching its feet. Then it followed its body upward, winding around it as it climbed.
A bizarre scene unfolded. The terrifying reptile's body seemed to dissolve in an instant, actually... actually "sinking" into its body.
"Not enough."
It opened its mouth, and a song resembling a demon's whisper began to rise. At that moment, everything lurking within the dense forest seemed to receive some kind of summons.
It began to walk. As it walked, it sang in a demonic, whispering voice. One strange creature after another began to vanish, melting into its body.
It headed toward the canyon... where something its instincts craved awaited it.
The telescope's lens shifted from several injured people to the unconscious Elohim Pope lying on the ground, then quickly began to turn back toward the injured Isabelle and the others.
But just then, the lens suddenly swung back, returning to Elohim.
"Senior! Senior! That old man looks like he's about to wake up!"
Then her telescope—in other words, her arm—was carried away by Medanzo.
Elohim had indeed awakened. His life had been prolonged because of Cain, but this was not the kind of prolongation he wanted.
Cain had not only just