Jiu Ming scrutinized the monster closely. It had to be said, its form was even more grotesquely twisted than any xenomorph Jiu Ming had ever seen. At least xenomorphs still possessed a kind of cold, violent beauty, while all this thing showed him was a glaring distortion.
There was not the slightest trace of anything resembling a species on its body.
"What a strange thing." At some point, the Demon God had come to stand behind Jiu Ming. With considerable interest, she examined this monster that could breach the defenses bestowed upon him by the Mysterious Shop, yet could not withstand a single punch from Jiu Ming.
The Demon God did not seem disgusted in the least. Half-squatting down, she reached out and turned the creature over. When her finger brushed across its sharp claw, Jiu Ming's sharp eyes caught a faint line of blood appearing on her slender finger.
Holy shit, she actually bled? This was the first time he had ever seen such a thing.
Even stranger, the bloody line on her finger showed no sign of healing. Recovering a wound like that should have been beneath her notice.
"Uh, have you gone so long without getting hurt that you wanted to experience what an injury feels like?"
"You're overthinking it." The Demon God gave Jiu Ming an indifferent glance, then put her injured finger into her mouth and licked it like a kitten. "It's a very strange sensation. The protection on my hand was actually distorted." "Mm." The one-eyed girl looked at the finger, which still showed no sign of recovering, and gently furrowed her brow. "Do you have a bandage?"
"Uh... yes." Not expecting her to suddenly ask that, Jiu Ming paused briefly. He took out the Card Collection Book and flipped through it for