The changes in the Newborn Taboo had not stopped.
Its body seemed to be approaching completion. Dark red flesh continuously spread, carrying with it an indescribable golden glow. The wounds covering its body were being filled in bit by bit.
As the crown grew more complete, the black-and-white domain spread outward faster and faster. Even the Swarm Insects filling the sky seemed unable to hold it back any longer.
Wherever those black-and-white patterns spread, the flesh there gradually fell still, growing starry sky-like inscriptions.
Clearly, this newly born taboo had begun assimilating the nearly endless flesh buried deep beneath the earth.
Its control over its own body still seemed to remain at an extremely rudimentary stage.
Meanwhile, the golden light within the bodies of the continuously dying Swarm Insects was constantly absorbed by the Starry Sky Flesh. The extracted golden radiance followed the patterns within its body, streaming into its flesh strand by strand.
It was still growing stronger, growing stronger with every breath.
It simply had not noticed that the golden light entering its body had not dissolved.
Authority was immortal. Even if it had been squeezed into fine fragments of light, it was still authority. So what if you swallowed it?
One strand, two strands—authority sank deep into its flesh. As the Swarm Insects continued to die, thousands upon thousands of strands accumulated within its body. Things that did not belong to it piled ever higher.
The newborn creature seemed not yet to understand restraint. It only knew that it was hungry.
Leike floated amid the Sea of Worms that filled the heavens, waiting for precisely this moment. Because it had devoured enough.
The next instant, Leike lightly stirred a thought.
The first strand of golden light exploded from the depths of that Sea of Blood, and the