The Blood Corpse God used to be an (alien) as well …
He belonged to an extremely rare race in the universe — the "Yinhu".
The population of the Yinhu race was very small. Even if one searched the entire universe, their number would not exceed four digits.
Their bodies could quickly adapt to various unfamiliar and dangerous environments. Even if a newborn Yinhu race baby was thrown into outer space, he would not die.
A ten-year-old Yinhu race child could move freely under a 20x speed buggy without any training. And this … was a realm that countless aliens could not reach even after training.
The body strength of an adult Yinhu race member was higher than most synthetic metals. Their immune system could resist all natural bacteria except for biochemical weapons. Even if they really came into contact with biochemical weapons, they would not necessarily die … because they also had a heaven-defying metabolic system that could rapidly volatilize substances that were harmful to their body through the pores of their body.
Creatures with this metabolic system would undoubtedly live a very long life.
This was indeed the case …
The natural lifespan of the Yinhu race was unlimited. Their bodies would stop growing when they reached maturity (about 35 years old). All body functions would reach their peak at this stage and remain unchanged.
With the support of a perfect metabolic system, their organs would never age. Even if they suffered extremely serious injuries (such as soaking in magma, reaching their hand into a collapsing machine, etc.), as long as the main organs were not damaged or lost their functions, the cells would automatically repair the defects and allow the body to recover to its best state. However, if the injuries were too serious … the recovery time would be longer.
In short, from a biological point of view, the physiological structure of the Yinhu race was something that other highly intelligent creatures could only dream of.
They were a veritable "high-level existence". They were born with things that others could only dream of.
In their eyes, creatures like Earthlings, who only had a total lifespan of 70 to 80 years, and most of them were in the growth and decline stages, were really worthy of sympathy.
Humans spent their entire lives accumulating wealth, fighting for power, and developing careers, but in the end … they had nothing. Only those who made outstanding contributions to their own kind and future generations, or who brought far-reaching disasters would be remembered. As for the other 99%, their lives were like a white steed flashing across a crack, disappearing without a trace …
Of course, perhaps some people could inherit far more resources than others at birth, making their lives less bitter and difficult. But in the eyes of the Yinhu people, there was not much difference.
Just like how we humans view animals … Wild cats are born wandering, tortured by hunger and disease, and after a few years, have a short, rough life. What about domestic cats? Under the protection of humans, they may be able to live leisurely for more than ten years, but that is only ten years … When they leave, as humans, we will still sigh at how short their lives are.
This was how high-level creatures looked at low-level creatures. Cats and dogs are still okay, but pigs, cows, chickens, fish … These animals that we raise as food, and some insects that die in the morning … Most of the time, we don't even treat them as living beings. Humans' numbness and disdain for other living creatures might also exist in other higher life forms. It's just that … we haven't experienced the feeling of "staying in a bowl" yet, so we will continue to be numb and disdainful. At least until the species higher up the food chain appear, we won't feel the harshness of the "law of the jungle".
Back to the topic …
In summary, a race like the Yinhu people should be very strong. Even if there were not many of them, they could support a powerful interstellar civilization.
However, the reality was that … they didn't even have a planet of their own.
There were two main reasons for this …
First, the Yinhu people were born "destroyers". They were violent, aggressive, and bloodthirsty. No matter where they went, they would destroy everything there in a short period of time.
If the aliens of other higher civilizations were compared to WAR3 players, then the Yinhu people were DOTA players. The former built bases, developed technology, engaged in economics, and provided troops; the latter controlled heroes, provided equipment, killed people, and pushed turrets.
Therefore, unsurprisingly, the name "Yinhu" became a taboo. Almost all galaxies and planets … put them on the "defense list".
The more open-minded and harmonious planets had an attitude of "refusing contact and reserving the right to defend". And those planets that had an iron fist policy used a plan of "as long as there are signs of them approaching our territory, we will kill them first and report later".
In short, no one wanted to contact them, and no one dared to contact them. The Yinhu people themselves had no intention of "developing".
Second … the Yinhu people had an extreme physical defect — their reproduction method.
If there was a god in this universe, then the god was fair after all. Perhaps this god regretted creating the Yinhu people, so he put a curse on this race …
The Yinhu people were a monogamous race. They had no obvious sexual characteristics or related organs, and they didn't have estrus or desire. And the way they reproduced … was by splitting themselves.
That's right, such a high level race reproduced like a single-celled animal. What was even more outrageous was that the reproduction survival rate was only 50% … In other words, if one was divided into two, only one of the two could survive.
To put it bluntly … it was a waste of time to give birth. This method of reproduction could not increase the population of the race.
But death … was inevitable. Not dying didn't mean they wouldn't be killed. The Yinhu people were born strong, but living creatures were living creatures. There was always a way to destroy them. Some of the high-tech weapons and the galactic heroes of the Yu Super Alliance could deal with the Yinhu people.
Therefore, their population was destined to be negative, and they were destined to die under this negative growth …
Seeing this, someone would ask, "Then, did the Yinhu people in the universe jump out from the cracks of a rock?"
Things were like this … The Yinhu people were not a cruel race. They loved to travel and adventure, and they liked to form small groups to wander the galaxy. At that time, they were able to divide and reproduce normally, and their survival rate was 100% … Back then, there was also a common rule in their clan — those who had lived for a thousand years should consciously divide and not waste their time. As for those who were less than 1,000 years old and more than 35 years old, those who were tired of living could do as they wished …
But after all, they were a group of people who didn't like to follow the rules. As time went on, this tradition was slowly violated, ignored, and forgotten …
Those Yinhu people who had lived for a very long time … didn't even realize that their personality had changed without them noticing … This was a unique trait that was hidden in the blood of all high level creatures. In human history, there were many wise kings who couldn't keep their chastity in their later years, and they were in a similar situation … Once upon a time, they were so above the world, but under the ravages of time, the dark and small side of their hearts slowly took over …
It was at that time that the Yinhu people started to change. Their reproductive survival rate began to decrease. Out of every ten people who split, three times out of ten, there would be two survivors. Later … this ratio increased to five times, six times, seven times, and finally, it became a situation where one person would die every time they split.
Furthermore … the new Yinhu people all had very bad personalities. It was as if the 'good' part of their nature had died along with the other part.
Faced with this situation, it was not that the Yinhu people didn't think of a way … Back then, they had interacted with aliens from other civilizations. They once asked for help and tried the method of 'cloning', but it ended in failure … The conclusion was that their DNA sequence was too adaptable and couldn't be replicated. The cloned product would activate on its own in the petri dish and directly mutate into a lower, mature organism.
Thus, it was probably from that era that this race, which knew that they were destined to perish, finally gave up and went all out …
What happened later, as well as their change in attitude, was within reason.
But …
There was one person, an extremely unique case, who was born at the time of the transition of that era.
When the Yinhu people's reproduction survival rate stabilized at 50%, there was a person who had lived for a very long time who split.
And the result of this split … was that both of them survived.
The problem was … one of the two Yinhu babies was abnormal. When he was born, his body looked like a mummy, and his body emitted a faint golden red light.
And his degree of brutality and bloodthirstiness was simply unbelievable …
The first thing he did after he was' born 'was to eat his own' brother '(in fact, the Yinhu people didn't have the concept of brothers or blood relatives because they were all split from the same person at the source). And … his behavior wasn't out of biological desire, but simply because he' wanted to eat '.
This ultimate evil mutant that appeared during the special race mutation period was later known as the [Blood Corpse God].
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Back to the battlefield of the 20th district in the east.
"This guy, ugh …" The police officer knelt on one knee, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
"Ah —" The backflipper let out a scream as he moved backward and fell to the ground.
"This … I actually …" The ruined man covered his face with both hands (at this time, he had removed the bandage on his face) and directly lay on the ground.
The Blood Corpse God stood in place and didn't take the initiative to touch anyone, but the three city-level heroes of the Slo Alliance were killed in an instant.
"You … what did you do to us?" Only the planet-level hero, the tough-guy hero, could barely stand, fighting for the Yushao Alliance. However … his incomparably resolute face was already filled with shock.
[Fear Projection] was the special ability of the Blood Corpse God, the strongest mutant of the Yinhu people.
This ability … could be said to be the nemesis of most highly intelligent creatures. The inexplicable sense of fear that Quake felt earlier was the true face of this ability.
Even an extremely brutal sociopath like Quake chose to bow down after being subjected to the mild 'Fear Projection' released by the Blood Corpse God. Therefore, it was reasonable for the Heroes to be defeated by the Intermediate Ability.
"I said … I'm adding seasonings to the food." The Blood Corpse God smiled and answered the tough-guy hero's question. "There's nothing better than 'fear' to enhance the taste of the ingredients … The rushing blood, the adrenaline … and your frightened expressions, reactions, and wails … Ah —" He groaned, and his whole body trembled with excitement for a while. For some reason … this action seemed quite wretched. "I've been hungry for too long, I can't wait any longer!" As he spoke, he glanced around and quickly locked his eyes on the ruined man. "It's decided! Let's start with the one who looks more disgusting. "
"Don't even think about it!" Hearing this, the tough-guy hero roared and attacked again.
Although his mind was shrouded in fear, his body was not damaged. As a tough guy, a medium level of 'Fear Projection' was not enough to completely destroy his reason. The tough-guy hero would never tolerate this monster eating any of his companions in front of him, at least … before he fell … not!
"Tough-Guy Storm Combo!" When he attacked, he did not forget to shout the name of the move loudly. Firstly, it was to boost his momentum, and secondly, it was to boost his courage.
Bang Bang Bang Bang —
The explosive fist wind came one after another and continuously hit the Blood Corpse God's head, torso, and limbs.
The rising heat and white mist spread out, enveloping an area of about ten meters around them.
"Didn't I already say … it's useless?"
Under the fierce attack of the tough-guy hero, the Blood Corpse God still stood still and spoke. However … his tone at the moment did sound a little impatient.
"Get out of my way!" The next second, the Blood Corpse God roared and swept his arm.
The force of this sweep brought about an earth-shattering raging wave, instantly sweeping away the surrounding heat mist into nothingness.
However … when the smoke and dust that blocked his sight dissipated, the Blood Corpse God found that the tough-guy hero and the three people who had lost their ability to resist … had disappeared.
"Ha … want to run?" The Blood Corpse God sneered.
At this moment, the Blood Corpse God … moved!
On the other side …
Hundreds of meters away, the tough-guy hero who was running wildly with his three companions was muttering, "This is really bad … no matter what, we have to send the three of them to the spaceship first. Leaving them near the battlefield will only increase the casualties …
Just now, Quake called this monster 'Blood Corpse God' … So there's such a guy on Slo, what a miscalculation. Fortunately, the policeman had the foresight to keep the video communicator on. Now, Dr. Biubiu and Poker Man should have called for reinforcements from the Alliance.
Hmm … I don't know if I can hold on until the reinforcements arrive … Ugh! "
The tough-guy hero never screamed, and if you ask why … it was because he was the tough-guy hero.
Even if he suffered the kind of pain that was enough to tear his heart and lungs apart, the tough-guy hero would only let out a muffled groan.
At this moment, he let out a muffled groan …
Then, he fell down.
The policeman, the backflipper, and the disfigured man all fell to the ground, but the three of them did not have any serious injuries and just fell down.
But the tough-guy hero … had his spine broken by the Blood Corpse God's punch. At least in this battle, it was impossible for him to stand up again.
"Humph … Extremely stupid." The Blood Corpse God sneered and looked down at the tough-guy hero, "If you had left these three losers behind and ran away by yourself, maybe you could have lived a little longer."
"Hehe …" The tough-guy hero laughed and forced himself to turn over with the strength of his upper limbs so that he was facing up. He responded to the Blood Corpse God with a resolute gaze, "Ever since I left my companions behind and ran away in kindergarten, I swore that I would never leave anyone behind again." The initial pain quickly passed, and the tough-guy hero only felt that his consciousness was blurred, and he could no longer feel his lower body. "Also … You better watch your mouth, you ugly bastard, who are you calling losers? They are all heroes! "
"Heroes … huh …" The smile on the Blood Corpse God's face disappeared, and he showed a serious expression for the first time, "I understand … Extremely stupid, but … admirable."
While they were talking, Quake ran over from a distance. The speed of the Blood Corpse God's attack was extremely astonishing, and it took Quake a while to react before he understood what happened, so he was a few steps late.
"Master … Should we … leave one alive?" At this time, Quake suddenly thought of something and suggested to his master, "After this battle, those guys from the Slo Alliance are likely to continue to ask for help from the Yushao Alliance. At that time, if we have a hostage in our hands …"
"Hm?" The Blood Corpse God turned his head and looked at Quake, "Hostage? What is that? " His voice rose a few notches, "Are you talking about the kind of bargaining chips that the 'disadvantaged' guys use to blackmail their opponents and protect themselves?"
"Uh …" That fear struck him again, causing Quake to stiffen, "This subordinate … is just …"
"Okay, you don't need to say anymore," the Blood Corpse God said. "In the future, before you express your opinion, use your brain … Think carefully … Do I really need your opinion?"
"This subordinate … understands." Quake, the overlord of this area, was actually being tamed by the Blood Corpse God. If his old enemy, the police hero, still had some sense left, who knew how he would feel.
"So, you're the tough-guy hero?" The Blood Corpse God quickly turned his head and looked at the tough-guy hero on the ground, "Although I don't dare to agree with your so-called 'hero' approach, I respect your attitude and principles. I'm really sorry for calling your companion a loser … "
Who would have thought that the Blood Corpse God would say such a thing in such a situation? Based on this point alone, someone like Quake was far from being able to compare with him …
"Then … If you don't mind," the Blood Corpse God's next sentence was, "I'm going to start."
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