At this moment, the runes covering his entire body were already as crimson as blood, with massive amounts of red Order continuing to spread deeper inside him, persistently occupying, eroding, drawing ever closer to his heart.
However, as the red Order crept closer to the center, the speed of its spread began to rapidly slow, until it reached that tiny core at the middle, which was like a small boat churning in a sea of blood, no matter how it teetered, it never capsized.
This was an extremely bizarre feeling, making the berserk Mu You experience an ineffable discomfort. It was like standing on the edge of a bungee jumping cliff, his entire body already suspended in midair, yet inexplicably tethered by a rope from behind, fiercely pulling him back and preventing him from taking that final step.
