"Ka-clack... ka-clack..."
Along with the sound of the elevator, like old bones grinding together, came a gigantic, astonishing mass of dark-red flesh, constantly writhing, contracting, and expanding.
It occupied nearly a third of the spherical space. Its surface was covered in countless reliefs of anguished, twisted faces. The faces kept changing, silently screaming, and radiating an overwhelming concentration of fear, despair, and madness.
These emotions rose from the heart's surface like tangible black mist, spreading throughout the entire space. At first glance, they looked a little like the power of a curse, but the two were entirely different things.
Yu Xing observed the enormous mass of flesh before him.
The heart beat slowly and powerfully. Each contraction made the entire spherical space tremble faintly, and all the blood vessels and nerve bundles pulsed in sync. With each expansion, even denser black mist gushed out. At the same time, an invisible energy ripple carrying coordinate information spread outward from the heart, piercing through material barriers and into the pitch-black universe above, revealed where the Clock Tower's spire had pierced through.
Through the semi-transparent tube walls, he could vaguely see that some components in the Clock Tower's intricate mechanical structure around the heart were trembling and shifting unnaturally, while the writhing biological tissue was convulsing abnormally.
The heart seemed to be devouring all the nutrients to sustain itself.
Like a fetus growing in its mother's womb, its blood vessels were deeply embedded in the Clock Tower, consuming its vitality bit by bit.
Yu Xing exhaled. Just standing here and staring at that heart made him feel as if his soul were about to be swallowed by its boundless negative emotions, his sanity teetering on the edge of madness.
Suddenly, there was a soft crack. The Protection Badge he had just shown Edgar