Just as Lacey and the others stood there dumbfounded, a sigh rang out.
"My Lord above, this way of killing is far too brutal and cruel!"
Lacey and the others turned to see Mr. Tentacle, who usually kept a low profile, walk over to a thug on the verge of death.
"Please... save me!"
The outlaw had lost all his earlier arrogance.
He struggled to force words through his mouthful of bloody foam, desperately expressing his desire to live.
Evil God nodded. "I know, child."
"My Lord holds the power of life. His might can heal you."
Then Lacey and the others watched as Evil God placed his hand on the outlaw's chest.
An eerie green glow appeared, and masses of fleshy buds sprouted from the outlaw's severed body.
They joined the two halves of his body back together.
Everyone could clearly sense powerful vitality surging through the man who had been moments from death!
"Thank you! Thank you!" The outlaw's face filled with excitement and gratitude.
Standing behind them, Lacey could no longer bear to watch. "Mr. Tentacle, our lord is killing the enemy up ahead, but you're here..."
Before he could finish, he saw the rescued outlaw's body begin to swell in a grotesque fashion.
The muscles all over his body rapidly expanded, twisting his entire frame.
More importantly, his previously normal skin turned the livid blue-gray of a corpse.
The gratitude on his face gave way to profound despair and distortion.
Before long, an ordinary human had become a twisted flesh monster standing 2.3 meters tall, its entire body covered in livid muscles.
An indescribable, explosive power filled the flesh monster's body.
Its livid muscles bulged, and thick blood vessels writhed like worms as wide as human fingers.
"What... is that?!"
Lacey and the others stared wide-eyed,