Alexander felt close to exploding, as if he had eaten too much food at a Christmas dinner yet still had to participate in the family activities afterwards.
However, he was short...
There was not enough blood essence from the zombies alone; just short, he felt a little sense of dismay, only a few hundred less than a mouthful of high-quality blood and flesh, and he could evolve able to protect his loved ones and crush his enemies.
'I want to reach the next stage...'
His mind clouded as the others watched his figure deformed, bulging and twisted like the mutant earlier, causing them to stand still in shock.
Only Maria, who continued to eat the leftovers, wanted to be like Alexander the most.
"Urghh...Grraaa...!" His voice was no longer understandable, a mixture of illegible moans and groans.
"Master..."
"Alex!"
