Lynn had understood the importance of the Mark when he first came into contact with the Colossus.
The Colossus could indeed regenerate endlessly. Even after being dismembered, a new consciousness could emerge from her flesh and inherit her past. But once the Mark that stored her memories was erased, that newborn consciousness would lose its past. In that case, could she still be called the original Colossus?
Without a doubt, Zuo Zuo was a living example.
"I don't know."
Blood Core clutched his head, his expression shifting between anguish and ferocity. As a fragment of a soul, witnessing a new consciousness born from his own flesh and genes after countless years was undoubtedly an immense shock to him.
"But if things really are as you say, then one thing is certain. After that war ended, someone deliberately divided my essence and cut off any possibility of my further revival."
They had divided his blood essence into countless trillions of seeds.
And from those seeds, they had created a new Flesh Civilization.
As that civilization continued to grow and develop, it ultimately merged into one again, becoming the Colossus of today.
If that was truly what had happened, then in a sense, the Colossus was indeed a new consciousness that had sprouted from Blood Core over countless years.
"Who do you think it was?"
Lynn asked, narrowing his eyes.
But deep down, Lynn had already vaguely guessed one possible answer.
"How could I possibly know?! I'm already dead... This consciousness is only a fragment that gradually coalesced over all those years! And you dismembered me again. Now I've almost been annihilated!"
The Flesh Humanoid clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with hatred.
But Lynn felt no sympathy for him.
He had been the one to attack Lynn first, after all.