"Thump-thump—thump-thump"
The heart pounded. Amid the surging flow of blood, its rapid beating sounded like a lamb offered on an altar, struggling desperately for its life and kicking at a broken drum with its hooves.
In the dim, deep-blue control core, Lin An's face was somewhat pale as he slowly bent over and clutched his heart tightly.
Under the impact of two minds, countless voices seemed to erupt simultaneously, forming an unbroken whisper in his ears.
The voices were male and female, old and young, like the gasps of the dying and the cries of newborns.
Under the violent fluctuations of his emotions, the Time Rule—which he had never fully mastered—was like a boiling ocean, washing over the entire core.
Taking two steps back, Chu An lightly adjusted his glasses and looked at Lin An in the distance. His voice suddenly carried a strange, otherworldly blend:
"Lin An, calm down!"
"You have to accept this fact!"
The voice reverberated.
It seemed to shatter the whispers beside Lin An's ears in an instant, striking his mind at once.
Gasping heavily, Lin An's forehead dripped with sweat. His pupils, which had been rapidly widening, contracted forcefully.
In theory, given the strength of his will and mind, there were very few things left in this world that could interfere with him.
But when faced with the fact that he was a Mutant, Lin An found it impossible to accept, no matter what.
It was not only him. Even the Second Will had never imagined that the so-called Mutation state was actually his true form! Before this, both of them had tacitly assumed that the true body was an invisible monster wearing human skin.
Mutation was merely a state that had occurred in the past after death, not something that existed now.
Then, at