Outsiders could suppress their malice and undergo a transformation by drinking Gao Ming's blood. Since the Dogmen had lost their own wills and were nothing more than flesh-and-blood shells, they could also accept the changes his blood brought.
But when Native Residents drank Gao Ming's blood, the clash between two sets of rules subjected them to endless torment. Many had chosen suicide because they could not endure the pain, while others had lost their wills. So far, not a single Native Resident had adapted perfectly.
"The choice is yours."
White-Browed Marquis was gravely wounded. There was no way the medical resources in the slums could save him. If he wanted to live and take revenge, his only option was to drink the Dream Ghost's blood and become a heretic in this Shrine World.
Almost without hesitation, White-Browed Marquis opened his mouth and swallowed all the medicinal liquid and Gao Ming's blood.
The medicinal liquid healed his wounds, bringing him a faint coolness, but then Gao Ming's blood seeped into his body.
White-Browed Marquis felt as though he had swallowed a ball of blazing fire. It ignited his body from the inside out, seemingly intent on burning him to ash.
The pain was unbearable. No one could withstand such a transformation. White-Browed Marquis's consciousness gradually blurred, and cracks spread across his body.
A roar tore from his throat. He refused to die like this. Hatred brought his mind back into focus, and the malice deep in his heart became dry kindling, from which an even more violent and terrifying hatred flared.
"I can't die! If I die, no one will ever know the truth! I can't die!"
Under Gao Ming's and Jia Youzhi's astonished gazes, the wounded White-Browed Marquis actually planted both hands on the ground and shakily rose to his