Main timeline, Luoyang City.
The wine pool that had once brimmed with exquisite nectar was now filthy and murky, giving off a nauseating, sweet, bloody stench.
"Hurry up!"
At the Flesh Ten Attendants' urging, a group of palace maids stood beside the pool, scooping out the tainted wine with long ladles and pouring it into large barrels.
Once a barrel was full, the eunuchs approached in pairs. Grunting with effort, they lifted it onto an ox cart to be hauled out of the palace.
During the process, one maid's wrist slipped, splashing the viscous, tainted wine onto herself. The next second, her body mutated, sprouting fleshy tentacles, and she tore apart the person beside her with a single swipe.
Indeed, this wine had long since been contaminated by Flesh Dong Zhuo's Wine Pool skill. Just one drop could turn someone into a low-level Flesh Monster devoid of consciousness, driven only by primal desires.
The Flesh Ten Attendants were transporting the wine so they could pour it into wells across the country and spread the contamination throughout the land.
"Your Majesty, the wine has been dispatched to every region."
Standing beside Demon Lord Dong Zhuo, the Flesh Ten Attendants could not help asking, "Your servants still fail to understand. Why let these peasants enter the Bodhisattva's embrace as well?"
Demon Lord Dong Zhuo explained, "Because this opponent of ours can use a simulator to project the future. He can make countless mistakes, but if we lose even once, it's all over."
Flesh Lü Bu corrected him. "I won't lose."
Dong Zhuo looked at Lü Fengxian and laughed heartily. "Of course! With my son Fengxian here, I don't think we can lose either. But the Bodhisattva's life energy—red fog—can conceal fate and disrupt causality. Why let it go to waste?"
Just then.