[Bitter and weak flesh and blood? Then I will devour the heavens!
Why did he die suddenly while commuting on 996, only to be tied to a rusty operating table when he opened his eyes?
The glistening bloody claws of the mechanical prosthetic body were hanging above the heart. His newly removed right arm was floating in the glass jar, and his companions on the dissecting table next door had turned into a puzzle of flesh and blood.
This is a crazy wasteland era:
The electronic sutras of the mechanical ascendants are chanting in the data storm, the tentacles of the believers of the ancient gods pierce the clouds to absorb the starlight, and the blood of Cthulhu is boiling in the syringes of the mutated potion. When the genetically modified person plays "Ode to Joy" with his spine - there are still 23 seconds left in the countdown to survival!
Warn! Symbiote S-01 has been activated]
The amputated right arm suddenly turned into scarlet mucus and crawled up the neck along the scalpel:
"Sign a contract, or become my culture?"
Now, the young man listed as the source of SSS pollution is chewing the gear heart of the Mechanicus Priest and soaking the Cthulhu Cubs in vodka. When all the forces listed him as a must-kill target, why bother raising your middle finger to the starry sky:
"Sequential Evolution + Cyber Cultivation + Old Devouring - Welcome to my road to ascension!"
★Cthulhu Cyberpunk×Chinese Weird Cultivation★
★The ultimate showdown between flesh-and-blood, weak, critical strike and mechanical ascension★
