The red moon hung high, the blood-colored light enveloped the earth, and the tide of corpses surged in like a tide, swallowing up all life. In the darkness of the apocalypse, Su Qi woke up in the morgue. The putrid smell hit his face. The zombie's claws had torn the door panel apart. The countdown to death was ticking ruthlessly in his heart - 10 seconds!
Bite! The Ten Thousand Worlds Gene Fusion System is activated! In the desperate situation, Su Qi burst out with astonishing power and tore the zombie dog to pieces with his bare hands. A faint light flashed in the palm of his hand, and the system prompt sounded: "Successful devouring! Fusionable characteristics: [Split Teeth Bite] [Poisonous Claw]!"
While the survivors were trembling in the ruins to survive, Su Qi's evolutionary path had already begun, and he began to subvert the laws of the apocalypse. He fused the genes of the lickers, lying on his hands and knees, tearing steel with his bone blades; devouring giant corrosive vines, and poisonous thorns wrapped around the thousand-meter city wall; analyzing alien corpses, spreading Zerg crystal wings behind his back, fluttering his wings to break through the clouds, and soaring higher into the sky.
"Human? That's just my starting form." The Corpse King led an army of millions of zombies to the area, but they saw Su Qi stepping on the skull of the starry sky beast. The gene chain was boiling and reorganizing in the void. Dragon scales covered his body, and thunder eyes burned the sky. The mythical sequence was completely unlocked. He had become a god in the apocalypse.
When the alien fleet arrived on Earth, the arrogant commander sneered: "The genes of lower civilizations are only worthy of being used as petri dishes." Su Qi tapped his fingertips, and billions of fusion beams penetrated the galaxy. He responded with a sneer: "Thank you for the express delivery, your fleet's gene bank... I will accept it."
