During the earlier battle with the Rain Clan, when Ox Seat died, Fang Yue hadn't paid attention to where Ming had gone. He'd always assumed she had died in the fighting, too. He never expected her to still be alive.
For an ordinary person to have survived until now made Fang Yue feel all the more that there was something extraordinary about her.
Captain Wu and the others tensed in alarm. Fang Yue waved a hand, telling them to relax, then asked,
"Ming, who are you, really? What do you mean by everyone becoming Immortals? And how much do you know about the Ink Immortal Array?"
Ming didn't answer. She slowly pressed her hand against the blood infant's forehead. It had fallen asleep after she soothed it. As she applied a little pressure, her hand went plop, as though breaking through the surface of water, and sank into the infant's head.
The ghastly sight made everyone uneasy, but the blood infant seemed not to notice at all. It remained asleep. Ming stirred her hand as if playfully swishing through a lake, and the blood infant swelled and warped with her movements. With a splash, it suddenly dissolved into a mass of blood that clung to her arm!
As if absorbing something, Ming's arm rapidly shriveled. In no time, it was as thin as a stick, and even seemed to corrode until the bone showed through.
But the blood wasn't satisfied. It crawled along her arm, trying to spread across her body.
Whirr!
A flash of sword light, and Ming severed her own left hand. Blood gushed from the stump, but her expression didn't change. The blood fell to the ground and turned back into a crying infant.
"Just as I thought. These infants are both human and Anomalies, one body