Infinite Grafting

The old man looked at the giant helplessly and said, "I'm old, and I've seen the invincible power of Prophet Bai Xiang."

"You simply cannot understand its abilities. I will plead with the Chief again later."

Hearing the old man's words, everyone realized how terrifying Prophet Bai Xiang was.

But a question arose in Mo Ling's mind.

Theseus Cell organisms don't have transplant rejection?

Normal cellular organisms treat foreign organs as alien components.

After being recognized by the immune system, the recipient will initiate an attack, destruction, and clearance of the foreign material, resulting in an immune response.

However, Theseus Cells cleverly avoided rejection due to their identical composition.

The Transparent Race happened to discover this property and utilized it to create "Bai Xiang."

They probably only knew about this property but not its principle.

Would a product of such forced grafting truly possess powerful abilities?

Mo Ling was full of doubt.

However, what happened next directly showcased the power of the ancient war machine.

The traitor who was fighting the Flesh Race was quickly surrounded and beaten to the ground, turning back into a puddle of liquid.

The Flesh Race members attacked Prophet Bai Xiang again.

They flapped their wings, flew into the air, and assaulted the giant from all directions.

But Prophet Bai Xiang was not in a hurry at all. A liquid tentacle shot out from its left shoulder, transforming into a bright red deer head.

Golden light flickered in the deer's eyes, and a swarm of golden-yellow flying insects actually shot out from the deer's mouth, engulfing the Flesh Race members attacking from the left.

Upon contact with the Flesh Race members' skin, the golden-yellow flying insects instantly burst into flames, turning the Flesh Race members into ashes.

Then the giant raised its right hand, which actually hardened directly, becoming the thick vines commonly seen in the underground world.

It swung its body, and the vines wrapped around the Flesh Race members on the right.

The Flesh Race members who couldn't dodge were entangled by the vines. With a forceful squeeze, they instantly exploded.

Some agile Flesh Race members avoided the swinging vines, but flower buds suddenly bloomed at the end of the vines.

Petals of various colors rapidly unfolded, and in the center of the blooming flower bud, another flower bud actually grew.

The blooming of the flower buds repeated continuously, one after another.

But the blooming flowers became increasingly strange, with strange biological skin and scales starting to appear on the petals.

The continuously blooming flower cluster grew towards the dodging Flesh Race members, pursuing them in the air.

Realizing something was wrong, the Flesh Race members quickly dodged, but the flower buds pressed closer.

A long, completely black needle suddenly pierced out from the flower bud, stabbing into the fleeing Flesh Race member.

After the thin, long needle pierced his body, the Flesh Race member's eyes widened. He was paralyzed in mid-air and quickly stopped moving, falling to the ground.

His body began to swell erratically.

Not long after, his wings suddenly turned black and withered away completely. A zipper-like opening appeared on his back.

Butterflies emerged from the rift, flapping their wings and flying into the air.

The butterflies flew to the giant's side and merged into his liquid-like long hair.

The remaining Flesh Race members no longer dared to act rashly and retreated far away.

The butterflies fluttering in the sky were fantastical and beautiful, but at this moment, no one was appreciating the sight.

Seeing this scene, the team members cautiously retreated towards the edge of the Temple, fearing that the butterflies would touch them.

So terrifying?

"This is Prophet Bai Xiang," the old man murmured, looking at the butterflies. "These are all creatures that the Hundred Aspects Army once grafted."

A soldier said in shock, "I've seen that kind of deer. It's called an Insect Deer. They raise many kinds of insects in their bodies and use these insects to hunt for them. The longer they live, the more parasitic insects they have inside."

The Transparent Race old man nodded and said, "That was once a Flesh Race creature. After being infected, it became a Transparent Race creature, and then it was grafted by Bai Xiang."

The soldier then asked in confusion, "But what about that kind of burning insect? I've never seen an Insect Deer with that kind of parasite."

"Water-Diving Moth, a moth that carries high temperatures but likes to dive into water. We have them in our Sealed Area," another knowledgeable soldier explained.

What a real hodgepodge.

Mo Ling looked at these creatures he had never seen before, his heart filled with shock.

How many creatures has Prophet Bai Xiang grafted?

A soldier asked the old man.

"All of them," the old man said calmly. "In the underground world, all known creatures, from giant beasts to small insects, have been grafted."

"And this isn't simple grafting, just taking the limbs of creatures for one's own use."

"Bai Xiang will completely gain the instinct to use the abilities of these creatures, and can briefly resurrect these creatures, giving them consciousness, allowing them to fight enemies according to their own abilities."

"Prophet Bai Xiang, who has grafted the entire Hundred Aspects Army, is even more skilled in the application of creature instincts."

As the old man was speaking, the butterflies in the sky had already attacked the remaining Flesh Race members.

The butterflies gathered together, some turning into insects, some into snake-like beasts, devouring the Flesh Race members completely.

Those butterflies also flew towards the Ram-Headed Man and the team.

"Chief! Stop! We cannot do something so ungrateful." The old man spread his hands and stood in front of everyone. Although his body was trembling, his voice was not small at all.

"Those who betray friendship will be punished by the Goddess!"

"Get out of the way," the Chief said coldly. "This is war."

"Chief, indiscriminate killing will only lead to the same outcome as the Hundred Aspects Army. We are here to end the disaster. War is just our means!"

The old man advised from the bottom of his heart.

But the Chief ignored him. Butterflies flew around its body and towards the crowd behind.

The old man spread his hands, weeping bitterly in the sea of butterflies.

However, the scene of a massacre did not appear.

The butterflies fluttering in the air were disappearing one by one.

Mo Ling had activated teleportation.

These butterflies were like natural targets, flying slowly and obviously.

Moreover, these butterflies didn't dodge at all. Before they even reached the crowd, they vanished into thin air.

Mo Ling directly teleported these killed butterflies back into the body of Prophet Bai Xiang.

And these cells, which had completely vanished after being teleported, could not be absorbed by Prophet Bai Xiang again, directly becoming foreign objects within its body.

Thus, Prophet Bai Xiang's body began to swell, growing various strange fleshy lumps.

In the blink of an eye, the butterflies approaching the crowd were all teleported away by Mo Ling.

The abscesses on Prophet Bai Xiang's body also increased, and it roared incessantly, as if those abscesses inside its body were causing it great pain.

But not long after, the dead butterflies were expelled from Bai Xiang's skin, like insect corpses floating on the surface of water.

The dead butterflies fell to the ground and began to turn into transparent liquid.

After expelling the butterflies, Bai Xiang's expression became even more brutal, glaring fiercely in the direction of the crowd.

The skin on its hands began to ripple, as if it was brewing some kind of move.