The Demise of Dementia

Above the Dark Forest.

Vermilion Bird's heart skipped a beat.

Those terrifying vertical pupils now revealed a trace of fear.

It was a fear the millennia-old Pestilence had never felt in all its long existence.

"Eternal death? What nonsense are you spouting?"

Vermilion Bird cried out sharply.

At the same time, countless human faces across its body rapidly began restoring their bodies.

Pestilence was a concept. It would not perish, and the form it took was this demonic biological cell aggregate.

The deaths of [Glaucoma] Azure Dragon and [Hyperuricemia] White Tiger at the hands of the human Di Qiuyan had merely been the destruction of their bodies in this era.

As long as humans existed, Pestilence would remain immortal for all eternity, like a disease clinging to the bone.

Though Vermilion Bird thought so, the urge to retreat had already arisen within it.

Its opponent was a human Plague Exterminator who had not even reached Dragon-class.

Yet everything about him was so strange.

He possessed neither the Hymn humans should have nor any of the Plague Exterminator paths it had seen countless times during the Great Calamity.

It had never even seen the Plague Extermination Arts this fellow used.

Were those the so-called [Genetics]?

Vermilion Bird had heard rumors about Twenty-Three, the strongest human.

She had used the rare path of Genetics to attack the damned Medical Department.

It had also been her who initiated the resurgence of Pestilence, awakening the four Pestilence Beasts aside from Black Tortoise ahead of time.

'Wouldn't it be interesting if we controlled that person?'

That was what Vermilion Bird had said back then.

But now, Vermilion Bird regretted it somewhat.

Was even the Lead Surgeon who inherited Genetics this strong?

In the blink of an eye.

Above the Kingdom of Folly.

Zhou Zhi's figure