The flesh monster possessed no individual intelligence. Opening the gates of evolution had also cost it much.
When it sensed other life approaching, its Flesh Mountain-like body began to churn.
Red muscles lay exposed, rolling like waves, while one grotesque face after another surfaced amid the tides of flesh.
These were the lives it had assimilated. Their individual existences had vanished, leaving behind only instincts akin to a collective consciousness.
Every face wore a different expression.
There were delicate women weeping, middle-aged women cursing with open mouths, pitiful children, and decrepit old people.
Every face seemed to be speaking to the intruders, merging into a noisy psychic storm that filled people with fear.
Elf wore a disgusted expression. According to the assessment, this giant's combat strength was terrifying, but unfortunately, it posed no challenge to those protected by divine power.
"Disgusting thing!"
She casually removed a sample from the Flesh Mountain and placed it into a special container.
Even after leaving its body, the tissue sample retained a certain degree of vitality.
"Let's go. Straight to the next target."
Elf did not want to remain here for another second.
After they left, the targetless Flesh Mountain intensified the rolling of its flesh. After failing to find a target for quite some time, it began to shrivel continuously.
For the sake of survival, reverse evolution was also a way out.
Gwen was thoroughly disgusted and took a while to recover.
"Big sister, can something like this really evolve successfully?"
The results of the Evolutionary Tide seemed stranger than imagined.
"It doesn't matter if evolution fails. Either way, we profit," Hans answered for Elf.
Biological specimens were valuable in themselves, not to mention that this was a process of selection.
The earlier Flesh Mountain had disgusted them for a while, but