The Life That Should Not Be Born!

Pupils shrank to pinpoints, back stiff as a stone pillar – this perfectly Cheng Shi's current state.

He stared at Tullatin's corpse, and it took him a while to gradually piece together his shattered consciousness, regaining some composure and clarity in his mind.

It's no wonder he reacted this way, because he never imagined that a person's death could be so terrifying and bizarre.

Tullatin was also drained, just like Zhang Jizu, leaving her withered and wrinkled skin tightly wrapped around her skeleton. But she was different from the squinty-eyed one, because she was pregnant and had a child about to be born in her belly. Today was the day she was going to give birth.

This means that Tullatin's belly will reach its peak of bloating today.

Judging from the scene before Cheng Shi, this was indeed the case.

But this is the strangest thing, because her flesh and Vitality had already been drained by some unknown force, and logically her stomach should be no exception.

But now, on that withered and emaciated corpse, the belly, swollen like a ball, was still full of flesh and blood, showing no signs of Vitality collapsing.

Moreover, at this moment, the enormous pregnant belly was not spherical at all, but rather covered with strange human faces and handprints imprinted on the skin that stretched as thin as a sheet.

The outlines of these eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and hands, like marks pressed outwards from a thin layer of clay, were embedded one by one into Tullatin's belly, stretching what should have been a spherical belly into a bizarre shape, solidifying it into a grotesque and terrifying flesh sculpture.

An ordinary person would take one look and think that something was trying to break free from this "cage of flesh and blood," but it lost its strength halfway through the struggle and was frozen in place forever, along with the cage of flesh and blood.

Cheng Shi stared at the scene before him, clenching his teeth tightly, not daring to move.

He was a little flustered.

It's unlikely that anyone who witnessed this scene wouldn't panic.

This is terrifying, so incredibly frightening. He thought back, and realized he had never been this scared, not even when he was delivering Hu Xuan's baby.

The stark contrast between the withered corpse and the bloated belly evokes a sense of unreal fear, a grotesque feeling of "reason being stripped away from existence, and the bizarre taking form from Nothingness."

After a long while, Cheng Shi let out a heavy sigh of relief. He had completely recovered and seemed to have guessed the reason for Tullatin and Zhang Jizu's deaths.

Child.

Without a doubt, their deaths were inextricably linked to what was inside Tullatin's stomach.

It was this child who drained all their Vitality!

Of course, given how far the situation has developed, it certainly can't be an ordinary child anymore...

Whether it was Tullatin's profound Faith that acted as a catalyst, or whether the [Filth and Decay], one of the Sixteen Divine Thrones, truly watched over this place, in any case, the child in Tullatin's womb underwent a strange change on the day of its birth. It was no longer the "Holy Infant" that players jokingly wanted to create, but truly became...

A life that is considered "unfit for birth" by the [Birth.

Cheng Shi didn't know what its relationship was with "Filth and Decay," nor did he know if it had truly become the so-called "Holy Infant." He only knew that the Holy Infant's descent had failed because the Mortals body of the Tullatin seemed unable to provide the energy required for its birth.

No, it wasn't just Tullatin; even a Chosen of God was drained dry!

Unaware of what was happening, the squinty-eyed creature provided a small amount of energy for the birth of this holy infant, but this energy was still insufficient for its birth!

Even a Chosen of God openly declared he would never die had his Vitality drained by a black hole—what kind of thing is this?!

So Cheng Shi panicked; he wasn't sure if he could deliver the baby, which looked like a failed birth.

He wants to win, but only if he wins while still alive. Given the current situation, even if he manages to save the child's life, no one can say for sure what might happen at the moment of its birth.

But if we give up now, all the suffering we endured in this Trials will have been for nothing, and not only that, we might even end up losing Old Zhang in the end.

Of course, whether Zhang Jizu is really dead is still debatable, but the problem is that even if he is not dead, it is not easy to deal with someone who can drain the life out of a Chosen of God's fetus.

Its birth could very well drain Squinty Eyes again, and it might not just drain Squinty Eyes, but also itself...

I don't want to turn into a dried-up human body...

Cheng Shi frowned and prepared to discuss the matter at length, but at that moment he suddenly froze.

Etc!

The Divine Authority of "Vitality"!

Can Divine Authority "Vitality" of prosperity withstand the draining power of this fetus?

If possible...

Cheng Shi's eyes lit up, and his gambling instincts kicked in again.

We've already lost money on Old Zhang; we can't just keep losing without making any money, can we?

If we don't take a gamble, wouldn't we be losing out big time in this Trials?

Cheng Shi frowned and hesitated for a long time. After weighing the gains and losses countless times in his mind, he finally changed the word "gains and losses" to "gains and gains".

"You can't live a life where you only lose and never gain. You have to gamble when the time is right, but you must have a backup plan before you do that."

As he spoke, Cheng Shi got up and retreated, using Scalpel to dismantle the cell door, clearing a space for movement, and then scattering the Dice he held all over the floor.

Then he took out the Puppet's Grasp he had picked up from Gao Ya and put it on his left hand. That way, even if there was danger, at least this A-grade glove could slow down the opponent's movements.

Finally, he took out a magic lamp from his personal space and hung it high on the ceiling, striving to ensure that every corner was illuminated so that he could see his own shadow immediately.

After doing all this, Cheng Shi took a deep breath, his right hand tightly gripping the Amusement Ring, and slowly made his way to Tullatin's side.

His hand gently stroked the uneven, horrifying belly, feeling the movements inside, but after only a couple of Cheng Shi's brows furrowed tightly.

He didn't feel any signs of life inside that belly.

Has Vitality vanished?

That shouldn't be the case. The skin feels so delicate and warm, and you can even faintly see bright red blood flowing through the bulging veins. The flesh is so full that it's in better condition than an average person's belly. How could I not feel its presence?

Could it be that it failed to be born and died?

Or is it... not a living thing?

Cheng Shi's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the strangely shaped belly in front of him, he mustered up some courage again, stretched out a finger, gently poked a corner of his belly, and then slowly pressed the skin inward.

He planned to use this clumsy method to find out what was wrong with the baby in his belly.

But just as he pressed down an inch, he suddenly felt a strong finger pressing against his fingertip through the thin skin inside Tullatin's stomach!

In that instant, a chilling aura erupted from Cheng Shi's fingertips, shooting along the nerves in his arm straight to the top of his head. His expression changed drastically, and he abruptly withdrew his hand, vanishing instantly and reappearing in...

Beside Gou Feng.

"Go to hell!!!"

The chief stared blankly at his "good brother," whose face was pale and ashen, and froze on the spot.

He probably didn't come back specifically to scold me, right?