The Transparent Race's Foundation

Ram-Headed Men are not hostile towards normal cellular lifeforms.

Because the previous battle with the Ram-Headed Man was too intense, Mo Ling had overlooked this point.

From killing the Tree-Cutting Sheep in the Sealed Area to the Massacre of the Transparent Race in the underground world, and even kidnapping that "internal spy," the Ram-Headed Man had consistently been dealing with Theseus Cell lifeforms.

It had always been following the Ugly Duckling Phenomenon, and it had slowly learned to restrain its behavior, no longer engaging in large-scale Massacres.

It had been growing.

It would only activate its defenses after being attacked and having its freedom restricted.

Both times it killed soldiers from the squad were because it was surrounded by Humans.

Mo Ling felt a bit strange.

"Could it be our problem?"

Mo Ling quickly reminded Li Luo, telling everyone his conjecture.

Captain Su was stunned into silence after hearing about this.

After thinking for a moment, he finally said helplessly, "If we hadn't provoked it in the first place, would so many people not have died?"

They had chased this Ram-Headed Man from the Sealed Area all the way to the Transparent Race village, beating it from a Little Lamb into a Ram-Headed Man, and even helping it train a set of skills.

Captain Su sighed, "Let's just consider those brothers as having sacrificed themselves for valuable Abyss creature data. For now, let's not provoke this Ram-Headed Man."

A soldier beside him asked in confusion, "Captain, aren't we going to get revenge?"

"Revenge isn't for now. It can't die right now, and it doesn't pose much harm to us. When the Red String Worm inside it completes its mission someday, it will die on its own."

The soldier was still a bit unwilling.

Seeing that the soldiers were all feeling very aggrieved, Captain Su comforted them:

"Don't forget our objective. We came down here this time to eliminate its threat and prevent it from posing a danger to Humans."

"Now, after investigation, we've found that this Ram-Headed Man has absolutely no hostility towards normal cellular lifeforms and only Massacres Theseus Cells. Doesn't this align perfectly with our expectations?"

"Whatever it wants to do after this has nothing to do with us. Our objective has long been achieved. Continuing to entangle with it will only lead to more sacrifices."

Having stayed in the Abyss for a long time, the soldiers were no longer greenhorns and nodded in understanding.

However, at this moment within the Temple, there was still a group of people unwilling to let the Ram-Headed Man leave the Temple.

That was the Transparent Race people.

The Chief led his people to block the exit of the Temple.

He questioned the Ram-Headed Man with deep anguish, "Fellow tribesman, why did you harm your own people?"

The Ram-Headed Man stopped in place, tilted its head, seemingly not understanding what the Chief was saying. It glanced at him and was about to continue moving forward.

But just as it took a small step forward, a group of Transparent Race people rushed up with weapons, pressing their spears against the Ram-Headed Man's body.

Seeing this, the Human squad silently retreated.

The Transparent Race elder still wanted to rush up and warn them, but it was too late.

The chainsaw swept through, directly decapitating a group of Transparent Race members in front of the Ram-Headed Man.

Seeing the Ram-Headed Man still acting on his own, the Chief trembled with rage.

"Let Prophet Bai Xiang come out. All the Flesh Race here will be his food," the Chief said to his tribesmen beside him, furious to the extreme.

Subsequently, the mysterious runes on his body began to glow faintly, his clothes moved without wind, and the bodies of the Transparent Race members beside him also began to shine.

Seeing this, the old man quickly shouted, "This is our benefactor who saved us, Chief, you can't do this!"

But the only response he received was the Chief's cold remark: "Undying Things will eventually perish."

As he spoke, the Temple began to shake, the ground beneath the spine started to crack, and a thick arm broke through the floor tiles and reached out.

What was that?

Just as Mo Ling was about to fly back to get a better look, the thing from underground had already leaped out.

It was a muscular giant covered in transparent mucus, staring at everyone with a ferocious expression.

His silver-white long hair reached the ground, the strands sticking to his body, constantly turning into mucus, while liquid hair continuously overflowed from the top of his head.

The mucus seemed to be slightly moving, flowing onto the ground on one side and flowing back onto the giant's body on the other, forming a cycle.

"What a disgusting smell." The Flesh Race members fanned the air in front of them, their faces showing expressions of disgust.

Seeing the giant, the old man quickly said to the Human team, "Run, that's Prophet Bai Xiang, you can't do anything against it!"

What is Prophet Bai Xiang?

Although everyone didn't understand, this giant looked very dangerous, so they quickly retreated to the edge of the Temple, wanting to escape through the exit.

Seeing someone trying to escape, one of the giant's hairs suddenly stood up. The hair quickly twisted and expanded in the air, actually transforming directly into a bird-like head.

This bird-like creature flew into the air, its body constantly growing. By the time it was halfway there, it had already grown a complete bird body.

The bird body was incredibly bloated, like a huge feathered fruit compared to the bird-like head.

After the bird-like creature flew into the air, its bloated body exploded with a bang, and countless feathers shot out.

Seeing this, Mo Ling quickly blocked in front of everyone.

But the feathers seemed to have no attacking effect. Instead, they flexibly bypassed the blocks and went to the various exits and inner walls of the Temple, converging into a wall of feathers.

The old man said in despair, "This is a Cloud Nest Bird, we can't escape."

A soldier came to the feather wall and slashed down with his knife, but the sharp blade couldn't leave a single mark on the feather wall.

Mo Ling quickly used teleportation on the feather wall, but after a hole appeared in the feather wall, the surrounding feathers immediately filled it, like clouds.

Feathers were still floating around, and the entire Temple was covered with a layer of white inner wall, sealing everyone inside.

The Flesh Race members were also trapped inside the Temple, so they looked at the Chief and angrily rebuked, "What do you want to do?"

The Chief calmly replied, "Purify the Undying Things."

He had long lost his previous look of compromise, and coldly looked at the Flesh Race members: "Since you've all come to our village, don't leave."

The Flesh Race members angrily took out their weapons and attacked the giant in the center of the Temple.

The giant thrust out another hair, stabbing it into the ground in front of him, and then it expanded.

A familiar figure appeared before everyone.

A crimson body, ferocious horns, strong wings – it was a member of the Flesh Race.

"A mole?"

As soon as the mole appeared, he charged towards the Flesh Race members. Several identical strong demons began fighting on the spot.

The Chief watched all of this with satisfaction.

He then turned to the Ram-Headed Man, his eyes filled with anger.

"A pawn I painstakingly planted, exposed by you. You also desecrated the Temple and massacred the Transparent Race members. What exactly do you want to do?"

The Ram-Headed Man completely ignored the Chief, standing still and staring directly at the giant.

So it really was a mole. These Flesh Race members truly understood their nemesis.

Mo Ling realized he had underestimated these underground races who had been fighting for many years.

If the Transparent Race were truly that weak, they would have been wiped out long ago.

That Prophet Bai Xiang was likely the Transparent Race's foundation, and it seemed even their nemesis, the Flesh Race, didn't know much about him.

Looking at the disheveled giant in the Temple, a strange fear arose in Mo Ling's heart.

He had a feeling that the giant's abilities were not limited to this.