The Most Despairing Way to Die

The reason Naimus did not remain in Independent Time any longer was because he needed to observe.

Such excellent material—how could he bear to waste it?

Sure enough, under Naimus's gaze, something went wrong with Clement's expression. He twisted his body in terror.

From Naimus's perspective, a great amount of fortune was gathering. Yet unlike the normal fortune gathering around Naimus, what gathered around Clement was misfortune.

"How could this... happen so quickly!" Clement sensed the changes in his body with utter terror.

That misfortune swiftly took effect. Clement's body had already been twisted and malformed, and now it became even worse.

First, it was as if something had taken a bite out of his body, instantly leaving more than half of it missing.

Yet no blood sprayed from the gap.

Instead, copious amounts of red pus began to flow out.

The pus was extremely viscous, like tree sap. It dripped downward under gravity, yet remained connected to itself.

Within that thick pus, countless tiny limbs and organs could also be seen.

There were infant arms, eyeballs, and completely deformed lumps of flesh.

"My..." Clement let out a roar and reached out to scoop them up, but in the process, he gradually lost the ability to form human syllables.

His face rapidly decayed, and the hands reaching for those things seemed to have all their bones removed the instant they touched them.

His ten fingers instantly went limp, then began melting and stretching as they dripped toward the ground.

Following that, everything beneath Clement's eyes slid down his body.

His entire body was like an ice cream cone melting at rapid speed.

Though the flavor was probably something grotesque.

An eyeball rolled onto the ground.

Only then did Clement see that his lower body had already completely melted and fused