[Dead Pancreas].
The moment that name appeared.
Every human who knew its terror trembled.
An existence known as the [King of Cancer], the first fruit borne by the Immortality Tree.
Its hollow abdominal cavity possessed a bizarre yet even more twisted kind of beauty.
It actually shared a similar style with the [Imperial Crown] armor Wen Liuchun wore.
[Progenitor-class].
"The source of the disease transformation is... pancreatic cancer."
Zhou Zhi paced slowly.
The Immortality Tree itself could be considered a neutral entity—at least for now.
More accurately, it was like the original Demon King Piccolo... the eggs it spat out were the things that truly threatened humanity.
[Pancreatic Cancer—Dead Pancreas].
"It looks like a pestilence of the same kind as Imperial Crown. As expected, pestilences of the same kind attract one another."
Zhou Zhi observed Dead Pancreas.
This thing's strength was fully comparable to the Ten Calamities.
Not to mention an incomplete Progenitor like Xiao Chun was now.
"It should have been the one that drove Blood Devourer away back then."
Zhou Zhi had little interest in this First Vanguard Officer.
If the human Plague Exterminators could not kill Xiao Chun, then that was the end of it.
Dead Pancreas currently controlled the Immortality Army. It did not dare personally kill Imperial Crown's true body, and only dared to use others to do so.
Judging by its current bearing, the [Pestilence King] was at least comparable to the Immortality Tree.
"Only a hair's breadth away from Progenitor-class... such abundant power within that body, colliding in disorder."
"Not bad."
Dead Pancreas had a pleasant voice.
Yet it concealed an indescribable brutality. Every movement it made was elegant, while the armor on its body bore insect-antenna-like [Sharpness].
Wen Liuchun knew that the less she said, the fewer mistakes she would make, and