Lynn dug his nails into his bloodied forehead and twitched.
"Oh... is that so... Then I really do have to wish you good luck, Flesh Dominator. What you're planning to do now might just make you suffer terribly..."
The Flesh Dominator sneered, completely missing the meaning behind Lynn's words. In his eyes, this human was already dead. Nor would he kill him so easily. He would subject his soul to endless torment and make him die in excruciating agony.
And now...
His eye settled cruelly on the Mother Tree of Desire's enormous trunk of flesh.
His densely packed, enormous tentacles surged like a swarm of snakes toward the Mother Tree of Desire, who was suppressed by the curse.
He would pluck this fruit here first.
Then he would make her devour the Colossus Brain, using her as a conduit to draw out, bit by bit, the power of flesh into which the Colossus Brain had transformed.
As for how much pain and how severe a curse she would endure...
That was none of his concern. In his eyes, the Mother Tree of Desire was merely a tool for extracting power, and who cared whether a tool was happy or sad?
In an instant.
His tentacles abruptly coiled around the Mother Tree of Desire's trunk, which was twisting amid the turmoil.
But just as he was considering how to thrust deep into the wood, something suddenly changed. Countless scarlet threads spread across the tentacles wrapped around the Mother Tree of Desire's trunk. Rustling like vicious needles and thread, they plunged into his tentacles and turned them pitch-black.
His pupil changed dramatically in an instant.
An indescribably terrifying, corrosive force raced along his frenzied tentacles toward his main body.
It all happened too fast!
So fast that almost the instant he touched