Super God Gene

Baby's tiny body hung in the air, a little gold spreading through her eyebrows, dyed her little white body into a strange gold color, and the whole person was like a round of golden sun.

The golden glow contained too much life, even Hansen bathed in the golden sun, almost as if he had returned to his mother, and his whole body was wrapped in the finesse of life.

Hanson's heart moves and runs the Blood Vessel Nerve, absorbing the essence of life emitted by the baby.

Blood-life nerve is one of the most demanding exercises of Hanson's practice. It is completely different from the Holy Xuan Scripture and Genetic Story. It has no substantial destructive power, but it has the strongest breath of life itself.

"Blood Nerves of Life" in the pounding life essence, repeatedly pushed to the peak, causing Hansen's blood to boil more and more, life seemed to be lit, turned into blood flames covering Hansen's entire body.

Hanson's heart was delighted, and with a lot of vital energy to help him, his blood life nerves were finally about to break through, and blood flesh, bones, and cells under the purification of blood flames, secreted red mysterious substances.

The red mystery gradually wrapped around Hansen's body, changing and twisting, forming a red armor.

Hanson already has the experience of spell genetic armor formation, it is also a light vehicle well-known road, slowly running the "Blood Life Nerve", to condense that genetic armor outside the body to form.

No accident, the blood genetic armor condensed successfully, and Hanson felt like there was an extra layer of exoskeleton on the outside of his body, which was part of his body, like the spell genetic armor, that could be controlled by his heart.

Hanson was familiar with the new genetic armor, but the genetic armor suddenly changed again, and the morphology of the armor changed again.

“Secondary evolution?” Hansen was delighted and continued to run the blood vessel life nerve, waiting for the next change.

Now Hanson can finally begin to look forward to what kind of genetic armament he will be promoted to as a nobleman.

The genetic armor melted over Hansen's body and turned into a bloody stream of liquid, and when Hansen thought that the blood-colored liquid was going to regroup into a genetic arm, he suddenly found that the blood-colored liquid had penetrated into his body.

“Heterogenization!” Hanson's face changed and things seemed to change in an unpredictable direction.

Secondary evolution of genetic armor takes two directions, one evolutionary to genetic arming and the other genetic mutation resulting from fusion with one part of the body, thus evolving into a Fae.

Now Hansen's case is that the genetic armor, in the course of the secondary evolution, has to be fused with his body to mutate his genes.

Hanson didn't want to be a Fae, but this change was irreversible, like human growth, and it was impossible to say hit her again, so Hanson had to wait for everything to happen.

“I'm not going to be the monster who only knows how to kill, am I?” At this point, even Hanson himself had to be a little chilly.

The two Fae he's seen, basically, are no longer intelligent creatures, much like the machines that only know how to kill, and Hanson doesn't know if all Fae are like that, but he definitely doesn't want to be like that.

The blood coloured liquid of the genetic armor, infiltrated into Hansen's body, actually infiltrated directly into the blood vessels, and melted with Hansen's original blood.

Hanson's already boiling blood, after blending in those red fluids, instantly seemed to blow up, and the splitting changes in Hanson's veins made Hanson's body ache as if it had been blown to powder by an inch.

Blood is everywhere, so is Hansen's pain. This genetic mutation, which is worse than egg pain or having a baby, makes Hansen cry out loud and unbearable.

Because the mutations in the blood vessels are so intense, the blood vessels throughout Hansen's body, including those tiny capillaries, are twisting like snakes.

Hanson's vascular clashes all over his body, like a blood snake tray wrapped around his bones, red all over his body, look like a horrible muscle monster.

Mutations in the blood continue, other parts of the body are affected by blood mutations, and there are changes that, while not as incredible as changes in the blood, also make a leap in physical qualities.

Hanson is now only fortunate that his will is still sober and does not give rise to a desire to kill or lose control. But this sobriety also makes his pain clearer.

Suddenly, perhaps affected by a blood mutation, the Nine-Life Bloodcat pattern behind Hanson actually lit up, flashing a strange red light.

As the blood changes, the color of the blood on the tattoo gradually becomes integrated into the blood, and is involved in the mutation of the blood.

Hanson doesn't know if this is good or bad, but the blood mutation is more intense and the pain is more intense.

“Ho!” Hansen growled painfully and fainted directly in pain.

But I just passed out, I was woken up by the pain, and then I fainted for a little while, and I fainted and woke up, and I woke up and I fainted. Hanson felt the blood and bones of my brain and my whole body explode constantly, but the partial body was not destroyed.

Someone as resilient as Hanson, with a strong desire to survive, also has the idea that hate can't blow up the body directly.

It didn't know how long it had passed before that pain gradually eased. Hanson was already paralyzed to the ground like mud. The whole person was a little numb, as if she had just been raped by a little daughter-in-law.

He didn't even know what time the pain was completely gone. After a long time, consciousness gradually coincided with the body, giving Hanson some reaction.

Blurry to see the baby right in front of him, looking at him with anxiety and concern, his little hands constantly touching his cheeks and hair, and calling for something.

“Daddy... Daddy...” Hanson turned his white eyes hard and tried to wake himself up. Finally, he heard a little voice, which was very familiar, just the baby's voice.

“Baby...” Hanson wanted to talk, but felt his voice hurting, as if it had been sanded by sand paper, sounding more dull than an old man who had been smoking and drinking alcohol for 80 years.

Over time, Hansen's body gradually recovered and all kinds of feelings gradually returned. Hansen looked at his body, and there were tearing wounds all over his body, as if someone had cut countless mouths on him with a knife.

But very odd, those mouths didn't bleed out at all, and there wasn't even a drop of blood on the wound, and you could see the fat on the wound as clean as a white jade of sheep fat.

Hanson looked inside his body and suddenly the whole person was stunned.