Dean stood a few meters away and used his x-ray vision to observe the movements of the insects inside the jar.
The three worms that had sunk into the mucus were struggling violently, and not long after, they slowly suffocated to death. The last worm crawled to the side of the can. Its body was very light, as if it could walk on water, and the mucus was like walking on flat ground. However, it seemed to be very panicked. After crawling to the side of the can, it kept climbing up, but the inside of the metal can was very smooth. Every time it climbed a few centimeters, it would slide down.
However it repeated several times but the insect was still persevering.
If not for the silver mucus, just looking at this little worm alone would have been an inspirational story.
After ten minutes the insect was finally exhausted and resigned to its fate. It lay on the inside of the metal jar and was unable to move. Its legs were lifted from time to time as it wanted to climb up but it seemed to be powerless.
Dean stared at the silver mucus. The reason why he looked for the serpent and the insects was to verify whether the silver mucus was still alive or not. According to the records of the Temple, the ice worms could be killed with fire. But it didn't say how long to use fire. It was probably because the temperature of different flames was different. So there was no detailed record.
But it said that the ice worm would melt into liquid after being burned. If there was no reaction then it would be completely dead. That's why he looked for the serpent and the insects.
However, he had already suffered from the flesh and blood of the Aragami. This time, he did not dare to believe what was written in the book. Perhaps the Extreme Ice Worm was not completely dead. It was just that it was too heavily injured to fight.
Dean planned to observe it for a few more days to be on the safe side.
In the blink of an eye Dean stayed in the woods for three days. He looked for all kinds of beasts and poisonous insects. He threw them to the side of the metal jar to test its reaction but there was still no reaction. Dean tried to scoop out a small part of the liquid and knocked out a cheetah. He took the blood from its neck and dripped it on the liquid.
The blood flowed onto the silver mucus but it was like it flowed onto glass.
Dean continued to observe for a while. He was relieved to see that the silver mucus didn't even absorb fresh blood. He knew that once bitten, twice shy. In fact, through his x-ray vision, he saw that there was no change in the internal structure of the silver mucus. It was obvious that it was completely dead.
Dean scooped out part of the mucus and poured it into the metal jar. The mucus concentration was high. Although the blood of the cheetah was sprinkled on it, it didn't mix with the mucus. Dean took out the syringe and other auxiliary tools. The process of absorbing the ice worm wasn't cumbersome. It was similar to upgrading the magic marks. He injected the ice worm into the nest and let the magic marks absorb it.
There were two main difficulties. The first was to completely kill the Extreme Ice Worm, and the second was to endure the pain during the transformation.
Now that the first point had been solved by Dean, the next step was to endure the pain. The price of failure in either of these two points was death!
This was also something that was emphasized in the book, especially to completely wipe out the Extreme Ice Worm. It was said that many Sovereigns had failed to completely wipe out the Extreme Ice Worm's consciousness after obtaining the Extreme Ice Worm. Instead, they had become slaves to the Extreme Ice Worm.
As for the second point, if one couldn't endure the pain, he would faint. In the worst case, he would have a nervous breakdown. This was an injury that was difficult to repair. At least with the current medical level, it was impossible to recover. If the nervous system was weak, even if one became an abyss, his strength would be greatly reduced. First of all, the reaction speed would be slower than other abyss beings. Secondly, the ability to resist pressure would be weak. For example, if the enemy was good at sound attacks and could make high-pitched or high-pitched sounds, it would be no less than a devil's voice entering the brain.
Dean took a deep breath. He didn't dare to be careless. It was very difficult to kill the ice worm. He had to be careful. But the second difficulty was to endure the pain. It was obvious that the pain he would face was far beyond his imagination.
He didn't know if he could withstand it. Although he had suffered a lot of injuries and thought that his ability to resist pain was quite strong, but at this moment, he was a little uncertain.
However, this step would eventually come. It was unavoidable.
Dean moved his body and asked Aisha to guard his body. He didn't want some small beasts to rush over and ruin his plan. He took out the syringe and pierced it into the metal jar. He inhaled the full amount of the syringe. He took off his shirt and looked at the crack on his chest. This was the Devil's Nest. The skin of the Devil's Nest was like a broken black crack.
When he got his first magic mark, the Devil's Nest was like a sharp sword. Now that he got the Splitter, the Devil's Nest had changed more and more as his physique continued to evolve.
Disinfection, measurement, temperature … After a series of basic procedures, Dean injected the silver mucus into the Devil's Nest. At the same time, he used his x-ray vision to pay close attention. He saw that the curled up blade furball woke up the moment the silver mucus poured into the Devil's Nest. It retreated to the other side of the Devil's Nest. It looked vigilantly at the silver mucus. However, as the silver mucus continued to be injected, it gradually expanded to the entire Devil's Nest.
The sharp blade furball seemed to be anxious as it rushed into the silver mucus. It was soon wrapped up by the silver mucus.
Dean stopped after the silver mucus filled the Devil's Nest. He stared at the movement inside the Devil's Nest. He felt a tearing pain when the sharp blade furball rushed into the Devil's Nest. It was like a sharp blade scratching his skin. However, he could bear the pain.
However, the feeling of pain soon expanded and became more and more sharp.
At the same time, inside the Demon Nest, the Sharp-Bladed Furball was covered in silver mucus. It was thrashing around violently, causing the skin on its surface to bulge. Sometimes, this little thing's sharp blades would stab into the skin, and from the surface, it would appear as if something extremely sharp was protruding out of the skin. However, it ultimately did not break through, and the sharp blades would retract.
A burst of pain spread from his chest to his whole body as the sharp blade furball violently struggled. Dean felt that his hands and feet were cold. His head was hot and cold. The pain gradually spread from all parts of his body. He felt like he was being grilled on a fire.
Dean's face wrinkled as he clenched his fists in pain.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why enduring the pain was the second most difficult part. Apart from simple pain, there were also all kinds of discomfort, intense dizziness, cramping pain, and numbness. At this moment, he even wanted to die or pass out.
However, he didn't faint even though he was about to go crazy due to the stimulation of the pain. He felt that even if he fainted, he would wake up from the pain again. He even felt that he didn't want to become the abyss!
Time slowly passed as many thoughts flashed through his mind, and the pain gradually subsided.
Dean slowly woke up. He used his x-ray vision to look at his chest. He found that the silver mucus in the Devil's Nest was gone. The sharp blade furball was still curled up inside the Devil's Nest. However, there was a touch of silver on the surface of its body.
Dean couldn't wait to use the Devil's Body. He saw that there were some silver spots on the surface of the Devil's Nest. It was cold to the touch.
Dean tried to move for a moment. He found that his physique didn't improve much. It seemed that he hadn't reached the abyss.
He was regretful, but he wasn't too disappointed. This was within his expectations. After all, the Ice Worm he had absorbed was less than one-thirtieth of its body. This meant that he had to endure the pain and various unbearable discomforts like before for another thirty times. His mouth twitched instinctively as he thought of this.
Dean sat on the ground to rest. He wasn't in a hurry. The previous feeling was still fresh in his memory. He didn't want to try it again in a short period of time.
He suddenly felt some admiration for the other Abyssal Walkers. Could it be that all of them had experienced such pain? What kind of strong willpower was this?
While secretly admiring him, he also cheered himself on. After he cheered himself on, he looked at the silver slime in the metal can with a fierce expression. Suddenly, he felt that the world was so beautiful. Why should he enjoy the scenery around him?
So he sat on the rock, admiring the frozen pool and the messy forest he had cut down. After half an hour, he grinned, picked up the syringe again, and went to the metal canister.
It was a new round of injections.
Pain, dizziness, nausea, cramps and other sensations made Dudian dizzy. His whole body was about to collapse. After these feelings gradually calmed down, he woke up again. He was secretly glad that he had persisted and didn't pass out.
Although he desperately wanted to pass out during the absorption, he knew that once he passed out, even if he didn't have a nervous breakdown, there would be some defects.
Dean continued to rest. This time he rested for more than two hours. He picked up the syringe again. He felt like a brave soldier who was stepping on the battlefield of certain defeat. After a scream, the third absorption ended.
In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.
Unpleasant curses sounded in the woods. After ten minutes, it ended again. Dean sat on the rock and gasped for breath. "Twenty-eight times …" He looked at the silver mucus left in the metal can. He felt relieved that it would end after three or four more injections. As the absorption increased, his resistance to pain became stronger.
He didn't know if he was numb to the pain or if his physical fitness had improved.
Recalling the experience of the past two days and the pain of the first absorption, he suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. He secretly rejoiced that the bitterness he had suffered in Thorn Flower Prison was not in vain. If he hadn't experienced too much pain before, maybe he would have passed out or even completely collapsed after the first absorption.
After all, he was too young compared to other abyss walkers.
The age of the other Abyss Walkers was obvious. As they grew older, their sensory nerves became more resilient, and their resistance to pain was also stronger. Moreover, they had experienced more battles. The more battles they fought, the more injuries they suffered. Their resistance to pain was far stronger than ordinary people. If it were not for the torture in Thorn Flower Prison, he would probably have collapsed the first time he absorbed it.
After all, he didn't have many battles. Most of the time, he was fighting with people inside the giant wall. In addition to being a scavenger and hunter in the early days of consortium, he almost didn't fight in the middle period.
He silently thanked the treatment in Thorn Flower Prison. There was a trace of nostalgia in his heart. He suddenly felt that life at that time wasn't as bad as he had imagined. It was just a little bitter.
Thinking of this, he laughed at himself and shook his head. It was probably a long time ago that he couldn't remember clearly. People always felt that the pain of the past was nothing. The pain of the present was the most difficult. But every time he faced the pain of the present, he felt that it was the most painful time in his life.
In the blink of an eye, from noon to night, Dean closed his eyes tightly, his forehead oozing fine cold sweat. This was the last time he absorbed, and it was also the quietest. He didn't scream, nor did he need to rely on cursing to relieve the pain. He just endured in silence, feeling that he could survive.
After an unknown amount of time, his furrowed brows slowly relaxed. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at his hands. There were no changes. He then looked down at his chest. The black cracks on his skin seemed to have gotten bigger. However, these cracks were only in color. They were not real cracks on his skin.
He used his x-ray vision to see that the silver mucus in the devil's nest had disappeared. The sharp blade furry ball had turned into a sea urchin shaped ball. But it was slightly different compared to a sea urchin.
It wasn't the first time that Dean had seen such a change in shape. As the number of absorption of the ice worm increased, the shape of the sharp blade furry ball also changed a little. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. But if the sharp blade furry ball suddenly changed into this shape then the difference would be very obvious.
"Is it over?" There was a trace of doubt in Dean's eyes. The ice worm had finished absorbing but there seemed to be no movement. In the past, he could feel the obvious burning sensation when his physique improved. But this time it seemed that he didn't feel anything. It was very dull.
He didn't continue to watch. Instead, he jumped into the woods and tried to punch and kick.
This time, Dean was shocked again. The change was too big!
This feeling was similar to the last time when the basic values of his body had increased by four or five times. He could move more than ten meters with a light movement.
At the same time, Dean was excited. Hard work pays off. He succeeded!
He couldn't wait to stimulate the power of the magic marks. The sword melted and covered his whole body. He entered the demonic body state. His demonic body had changed greatly when he was in different stages, such as Hunter and Limitless, Pioneer and Dominator. For example, when he was a Limitless, his demonic body was covered with white bones. But when he was a Pioneer, his whole body grew sharp blades. When he was a Dominator, the number of sharp blades increased and many parts of the carapace had changed.
Therefore, to verify whether he had broken through to the abyss or not, he would know by looking at the demonic body.
When the demonic body was stimulated, Dean suddenly felt a heat flow through his body. This feeling was like his hands and feet were filled with abundant power. It was indescribably wonderful. But this wonderful feeling was soon replaced by shock and ecstasy.
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