Waaah!
A cry shattered the silence of the operating room. Anjebel closed her eyes as the potion took effect inside her like a laxative, leaving her so drained that she lost all control of herself.
She had committed a crime, an unforgivable crime.
A devil had crawled out of her belly.
Lowering her head, she saw a multicolored umbilical cord with a chubby baby at its end.
He had pointed ears like an elf, cheeks as red as autumn persimmons, and a head covered in jet-black hair. His mouth was wide open as he wailed.
Hearing his cries, Anjebel felt an inexplicable ache in her heart. She actually felt a little pity for this embryo born from her belly, even concern.
Unfortunately, the embryo showed no regard for his mother's feelings, allowing the Corpse Witch to cut the umbilical cord and place him in the vat of potion prepared beforehand.
Under the influence of the time element, his tender little feet began to change in barely a quarter of an hour, their skin hardening as the embryo doubled in size. Another quarter of an hour later, he looked three or four years old. After roughly half an hour, the potion vat held a child of six or seven.
At that point, the child stepped out of the potion vat, his eyes holding the intelligence of an adult.
Li Ziran!
That single look made it perfectly clear to Anjebel that this was Li Ziran.
She could not help recalling the Soul Channel from earlier. This devil had possessed the child in her belly.
Li Ziran had crawled out of her belly.
To be precise, she had become Li Ziran's mother.
The Corpse Witch replaced the murky potion. A golden glow gradually rose from Li Ziran's body, and within it, the child's