He had never experienced anything so strange. Every living being seemed to be praying to him, and as they prayed, their voices slowly gathered at the Tailbone, faintly forming a slender black tail.
Had he grown a tail?
It seemed like an illusion. He sank his consciousness into his soul and found that, at some point, a wormlike spiral structure had appeared outside its double helix. It seemed poised to merge into the soul's double-helix structure and produce a third strand.
It was no illusion, but a change in his soul.
In that brief instant, the spiral doubled in size. He turned to look and found that the tail had extended dozens of meters, with countless points of light sinking into it as it grew longer and longer.
Just how many people believed in him?
Li Ziran could not help finding it absurd. He was a Corrupted Witch Doctor, a criminal explicitly wanted by the Human Race, yet waves of faith were gathering around him and forming an illusory tail.
He was still trying to work out what the tail did when it suddenly withered like a vine, and a blackish-red sphere slowly grew from the Tailbone.
It looked like a cactus covered in spines, or perhaps a hedgehog curled into a ball.
Every additional thread of faith produced another spine. In the blink of an eye, they covered it densely. Soon, those spines withered away, leaving only a smooth surface. But that surface also seemed to wither, developing cracks and creases until it became nothing but scar tissue.
It looked hideous, like a withered carnivorous flower with an enormous mouth.
The scar slowly opened like a carnivorous flower's mouth, as though it were a ripe pea pod about to burst and scatter its seeds.
Li Ziran truly had no