Blood Corpse God, once, was also an (alien)…

He belonged to an extremely rare race in the universe—the Yin Hu.

The Yin Hu population was very small; even if you searched the entire universe, their number would not exceed four digits.

Their bodies could quickly adapt to various unfamiliar and harsh environments. Even if you threw a newborn Yin Hu infant into outer space, he would not die.

A ten-year-old Yin Hu child could move freely under twenty times gravity without any training. And this…was a realm that countless aliens could not reach even after training.

The physical strength of an adult Yin Hu was higher than that of most synthetic metals, almost indestructible. Their immune system could resist all natural germs except biochemical weapons, and even if they were exposed to biochemical weapons, they might not die…because they also had an almost heaven-defying metabolic system that could quickly volatilize those harmful substances from the pores all over their bodies.

A creature with this kind of metabolic system would undoubtedly be very long-lived.

In fact, it was true…

The natural lifespan of the Yin Hu was infinite. Their bodies would stop growing and changing when they reached maturity (about thirty-five years old), and all physical functions would reach their peak at this stage and remain unchanged.

Supported by a perfect metabolic system, their organs would never age. Even if they suffered extremely serious external injuries (such as bathing in lava, putting their hands into a collapsing machine, etc.), as long as the main organs were not damaged or lost function, the cells would repair themselves, restoring the body to its best condition, but if the injury was too serious…the recovery time would be longer.

In short, from a biological point of view, the physiological structure of the Yin Hu was something that other highly intelligent beings could only dream of.

They were truly "high-level beings," born with things that others could only hope for but never achieve.

In their eyes, creatures like humans, with a total lifespan of only seventy or eighty years, with a large part of that spent in growth and decline, were truly worthy of sympathy.

Humans spend their entire lives accumulating wealth, fighting for power, and developing careers, but in the end…we have nothing. Only those who have made outstanding contributions to their fellow human beings and descendants, or who have brought profound disasters, will be remembered. And for the other 99% of people, that life of奔波便如白驹过隙, finally turning into a drop in the ocean, disappearing without a trace…

Of course, perhaps some people can inherit resources at birth that are far greater than those of their peers, making their lives less bitter and arduous, but in the eyes of the Yin Hu, there is not much difference.

It's like how we humans look at animals…A stray cat is born to wander, suffering from hunger and disease, and completing its short, bumpy life after a few years. And a domestic cat? Under the care of humans, it may live leisurely for more than ten years, but that's only more than ten years…When they leave, we humans still feel唏嘘 about the brevity of their lives.

The mood of higher beings looking down on lower beings…is roughly like this. Cats and dogs are still good, like pigs, cows, chickens, fish…these animals that we raise as food, and some insects that die in a few months, or even live from dawn till dusk…Many times, we don't even treat them as living beings. This numbness of humans and contempt for living beings may also exist in other higher beings, but…we haven't yet experienced the feeling of "being in the bowl," so we will continue to be numb and continue to despise. At least, before a species higher up in the food chain appears, we will not feel the harshness of "the strong eat the weak."

Getting back to the main topic…

In summary, a race like the Yin Hu should be very strong. Even if there are not many of them, they can completely support a powerful interstellar civilization.

However, the reality is…they don't even have a planet of their own.

The main reasons are two…

First, the Yin Hu are natural "destroyers." They are inherently violent and combative, bloodthirsty and murderous. Wherever they go, they will destroy everything there in a short period of time.

If other advanced civilizations' aliens are compared to wAr3 players, then the Yin Hu are dotA players. The former build bases, climb technology trees, develop economies, and deploy troops; the latter control heroes, buy equipment, kill people, and push turrets.

Therefore, unsurprisingly, the name "Yin Hu" has become universally despised. Almost all galaxies and planets…have included them in the "defense list."

More enlightened and harmonious planets have a policy of "refusing contact and reserving the right to defend themselves." And those planets that implement iron-fisted policies have adopted a plan of "if they are found to be approaching our territory, execute them first and report later."

In short, no one wants to contact them, and no one dares to contact them. The Yin Hu themselves have no ambition to "develop" at all.

Second…the Yin Hu have an extreme physiological defect—their method of reproduction.

If there is a God in this universe, then God is ultimately fair. Perhaps this God regretted creating the Yin Hu, so he cursed this race…

The Yin Hu are a unisexual race. They have no obvious sexual characteristics or related organs, and there is no estrus cycle or that aspect of desire. And their method of reproduction…is self-division.

That's right, such an advanced race reproduces like single-celled animals. Even more outrageous, the survival rate of reproduction is only 50%…That is to say, one divides into two, but only one of the two can live.

In short…it's like having children for nothing. This method of reproduction cannot increase the population of the clan.

But death…is inevitable. Not dying of old age does not mean not being killed. The Yin Hu are born strong, but creatures are creatures after all, and there are always ways to eliminate them. Some of the high-tech civilization's cutting-edge weapons and the Super Union's galaxy-level heroes can solve the Yin Hu.

Therefore, their population is destined to be in negative growth, and is destined to go to extinction in this negative growth…

Seeing this, some people will definitely ask, then aren't these Yin Hu currently existing in the universe all born from rocks?

The thing is this…despite their bad reputation, the Yin Hu are not such a brutal race. They love to travel, adventure, and like to form small teams to wander among the stars. At that time, they could normally divide and reproduce, with a 100% survival rate…And in those years, there was a conventional rule in their clan—people who had lived for a thousand years should consciously divide and stop wasting time. As for those under a thousand years and over thirty-five years, those who were tired of living could do as they pleased…

But, they are, after all, a group of guys who don't like to follow the rules. As time goes by, this tradition has gradually been violated, ignored, and forgotten…

Those Yin Hu who had lived for a very long time…did not even realize that their personalities had changed imperceptibly…This is a peculiar inherent quality lurking in the blood of all advanced creatures. There have been many enlightened monarchs in human history who have not been able to maintain their integrity in their later years, and the situation is similar…Once upon a time, they were so detached from the world, but under the ravages of time, the dark and small side of their hearts still slowly took over…

The Yin Hu began to mutate from that time. Their reproductive survival rate began to decline. Three out of ten divisions resulted in one living out of two, and later…this ratio became five times, six times, seven times, and eventually evolved into a situation where there must be one death during fission reproduction.

Moreover…the newly born Yin Hu had very bad personalities, as if the "good" part of their nature had died with the other part that was split off.

Faced with this situation, the Yin Hu also tried to find a solution…In those years, they also had contact with aliens from other civilizations, and once asked for help, trying the method of "cloning," but the result ended in failure…The conclusion was that their DNA sequence was too adaptable to be replicated. The cloned product would self-activate in the petri dish stage and directly mutate into some relatively low-level, mature-stage organism.

So, probably from that era, this race, knowing that it was destined to perish, finally gave up all hope…

What happened later, and their transformation, can also be considered reasonable.

However…

There was one person, an extremely unique special case, who happened to be born at that time of transition.

When the Yin Hu's reproductive survival rate stabilized at 50%, there was a guy who had lived for a very long time and underwent division.

And the result of this division…was that both of them survived.

The problem was…one of the two newly born Yin Hu infants was abnormal. From birth, his physical features looked like a dried corpse, and his whole body radiated a golden-red light.

And his brutality and bloodthirstiness were simply unbelievable…

The first thing he did after "birth" was to eat his "brother" (in fact, the Yin Hu have no concept of brothers or blood relatives, because from the source, they are all split from the same person), and…his behavior was not out of physiological need, it was simply that he "wanted to eat."

This ultimate evil mutant that appeared during the special race's mutation period was the existence later known as the [Blood Corpse God].

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The scene returns to the battlefield in Eastern District 20.

"This guy, ugh…" Police Hero knelt on one knee, his whole body trembling.

"Ah—" Somersault Hero screamed as he moved backward and fell to the ground.

"This…I actually…" Disfigured Hero covered his face with both hands (at this time, he had untied the bandages on his face) and lay directly on the ground.

The Blood Corpse God stood in place, not actively touching anyone, but the three city-level heroes of the Slugh Alliance were instantly killed.

"What…what did you do to us?" Only Hard-man Hero, a planet-level hero, could barely stand, which was considered a face-saving for the Super Union. It's just…his incomparably resolute face was also covered with horror.

[Fear Projection] is the special ability of the Blood Corpse God, the strongest mutant species of the Yin Hu.

This ability…can be said to be the nemesis of most highly intelligent creatures. The inexplicable sense of fear that Quake felt earlier was this.

Even Quake, an extremely brutal antisocial person, chose to submit after receiving a mild "fear projection" released by the Blood Corpse God. Therefore, it was reasonable for the heroes to be defeated by the medium-level ability.

"I said…I'm adding seasoning to the food." The Blood Corpse God smiled and answered Hard-man Hero's question, "There's nothing that enhances the taste of ingredients more than 'fear'…that surging blood, adrenaline…and your terrified expressions, reactions, wailing…ah—" He groaned, his whole body trembling excitedly for a while. For some reason…this action seemed quite猥琐, "I've really been hungry for too long, I can't wait!" As he spoke, he looked around and quickly locked his eyes on Disfigured Hero, "Decided! Let's start with the one that looks more difficult to eat."

"Don't even think about it!" Hearing this, Hard-man Hero roared and launched another attack.

Although his mind was shrouded in fear, his body was not damaged. As a complete hard man, a moderate level of "fear projection" was not enough to completely crush his sanity. Hard-man Hero would never allow this monster to devour any of his companions in front of him, at least…not before he fell…

"Hard-man Storm Combo!" When he attacked, he didn't forget to shout out the name of his move loudly. This was to build momentum, and also to encourage himself.

Boom boom boom boom—

The exploding fist wind rose and fell, hitting the Blood Corpse God's head, torso, and limbs continuously.

The constantly rising heat and white mist spread out, covering the surrounding ten meters.

"Didn't I already say…that this is useless?"

In Hard-man Hero's fierce attack, the Blood Corpse God was still standing still, speaking. However…his tone at this moment sounded a little impatient.

"Get out of my way!" In the next second, the Blood Corpse God shouted sharply and swept his arm.

The force of this sweep brought out a monstrous wave, instantly sweeping away the surrounding hot mist.

However…when the smoke and dust that obscured the vision dissipated, the Blood Corpse God found that Hard-man Hero and the three who had lost their ability to resist…had disappeared.

"Heh…trying to run?" The Blood Corpse God sneered when he saw this.

In this instant, the Blood Corpse God…moved!

On the other side…

Hundreds of meters away, Hard-man Hero, who was carrying three companions and running for his life, was thinking, "This is terrible…No matter what, I have to send the three of them to the spaceship first. Leaving them near the battlefield will only increase casualties…

Quake just called this monster 'Blood Corpse God'…I miscalculated that there is such a guy on Slugh Star. Fortunately, Police Hero had the foresight to keep the video communicator on. Now, Dr. BiuBiu and Poker Hero should have called the alliance for reinforcements.

Hmm…I wonder if I can hold out until the reinforcements arrive…Ugh!"

Hard-man Hero never screams, want to know why…because he is Hard-man Hero.

Even if he endured the kind of pain that could tear people apart, Hard-man Hero would only grunt.

At this moment, he grunted…

Then, he fell down.

Police Hero, Somersault Hero, and Disfigured Hero all fell to the ground, but the three of them were not seriously injured, just fell over.

But Hard-man Hero…had his spine broken by the Blood Corpse God with one punch. At least in this battle, he would not be able to stand up again.

"Hmph…extremely stupid." The Blood Corpse God sneered, looking down at Hard-man Hero, "If you had abandoned these three wastes and ran away, you might have been able to live a little longer."

"Hehe…" Hard-man Hero actually laughed, and forcibly turned over with his upper body strength, turning his face upwards. He responded to the Blood Corpse God with a resolute gaze, "Ever since I abandoned my companions and ran away in kindergarten, I swore that I would never abandon others again." The initial pain quickly passed. At this moment, Hard-man Hero only felt his consciousness blurring, and could no longer feel his lower body, "Also…keep your mouth clean, you ugly freak. Who are you calling a waste? They are all heroes!"

"Heroes…huh…" The smile on the Blood Corpse God's face disappeared. So far, he first showed a solemn look, "I understand…extremely stupid, but…admirable."

As they spoke, Quake ran over from a distance. The Blood Corpse God's sudden speed was extremely amazing, and it took Quake a while to understand what had happened, so he was a few steps late.

"Master…do we want to…leave one alive?" At this moment, Quake suddenly thought of something and offered advice to his master, "After this battle, those guys from the Slugh Alliance will probably continue to ask the Super Union for help. If we have a hostage in our hands at that time…"

"Hmm?" The Blood Corpse God turned his head, looked at Quake, and said, "Hostage? What is that thing?" His voice rose a few degrees, "Are you saying it's the kind of bargaining chip that 'disadvantaged' guys use to threaten their opponents and protect themselves?"

"Uh…" That fear struck again, making Quake's whole body stiffen, "This subordinate…just…"

"Okay, you don't need to say anymore." The Blood Corpse God said, "Think carefully before expressing your opinions in the future…Think carefully…do I really need your opinions?"

"This subordinate…understands." Quake, this overlord, was actually trained by the Blood Corpse God to be completely submissive. If his nemesis, Police Hero, was still sane at this moment, he didn't know what he would think.

"Hard-man Hero, is it?" The Blood Corpse God quickly turned his head again and looked at Hard-man Hero on the ground, "Although I can't agree with your so-called 'hero' approach, I respect your attitude and principles. I'm sorry for saying that your companions are wastes…"

Who would have thought that the Blood Corpse God would say such a thing under these circumstances? Just based on this point, people like Quake were far inferior to him…

"So…if you don't mind." However, the Blood Corpse God's next sentence was, "I'm going to start."