A heart shaped like a seven-pointed star was a rare sight. Though its flesh looked little different from that of an ordinary living creature, this heart was absolutely unique in the world.
Without its heart, the body had died, but Dan's soul remained alive, wrapped in the Sealing Spell.
She stared wide-eyed, cursing at the top of her lungs. Suddenly, she froze as she saw her own heart.
No, she saw the Corpse Witches place that heart onto Li Ziran's oily-green Nature Chain. They began connecting nerves and blood vessels from his brain, preparing to make it part of his body.
Their technique was so practiced.
"No, no! That's mine! Mine!"
Her soul trembled incessantly under the Sealing Spell's suppression. Unfortunately, the harder she struggled, the fiercer the sealing became. She remained pinned firmly to the Cross, which was even sinking deeper into her soul.
Li Ziran was unusually quiet. His body now felt warm and extraordinarily comfortable. The heart had already begun turning slowly. It was extremely picky and could not absorb other elements; the slightest trace of an unwanted element would make it jam.
He liked picky organs. The pickier they were, the more extraordinary their capabilities.
Ordinary, run-of-the-mill specimens really did not interest him.
The Corpse Witches began attaching membranes at the heart's entrance, placing the membranes from Dan's tentacles and throat into Li Ziran's body one piece at a time.
He had no need to install tentacles on himself. He only needed to connect the filtering membranes inside the tentacles and throat to this heart, forming a single system.
He had to admit that these membranes were remarkably effective. They were a perfect match for the heart, which absorbed the elements filtered through them without reservation.
Natural energy entered the heart, then emerged as masses of