Even if the body had been stripped away on the level of rules while falling into the abyss, leaving only a mask for consciousness to cling to, it would have been difficult to regenerate through conventional means.
But this mask was no ordinary mask.
Even the Sick Servants in the glandular district had misjudged it, mistakenly believing the mask to be an external object produced by the abyss.
The smallest units that made up the mask, the "Abyss Virus," had already been fully trained and could basically be considered William's property.
The mask's structure had already transcended the abyss's original design. Even the Tenth Abyss had felt perplexed upon first seeing it.
The threads woven into the mask contained William's personal Gene Bank. They also amplified his diseased and superior genes. The mask could be regarded as a part of William—and a particularly excellent part at that.
The instant the mask came into contact with the silver fluid,
Buzz! A Mental Psyche spread out, locking on to the positions of all the tadpoles nearby.
There was no chance for those little things to escape.
Whoosh~ Needle-like filaments split from inside the mask and began hunting the silver tadpoles.
A single filament could pierce dozens or even hundreds of silver tadpoles, rapidly sucking out the nutrients inside them.
The mask acquired a kind of nourishment from the center of the world—the most primitive and purest nourishment.
The moment it obtained the nourishment, it began reshaping the body, with the head taking priority.
Even the most complex Mad Brain was reconstructed within minutes because of the Gene Bank's existence.
But "nourishment" was merely the most basic thing.
What truly mattered was a kind of "gene fragment" stored inside the tadpole-like organisms.
These were the "Ancient Genes" capable of expressing perfect diseases. Whether