Chapter 3886: The Filthy Blood Factory

The 【One-Armed Prince】 is a quite ancient Evil God, even among the earliest batch of gods worshipped by mortals in the material world that can be traced back, excluding the Old Gods.

This god governs the power of flesh-and-blood distortion, and their worshippers are mostly disabled people. For ordinary people to truly enter the inner circle of their cult, they must make their own bodies disabled.

The followers of this Evil God believe that only flesh-and-blood distortion is the correct path for mortal things to continue evolving, and thus they are committed to conducting all kinds of horrifying human deformation, flesh-and-blood research, and experiments.

The notoriety of the 【Distortionist Cult】 has continued from the Mythological Era to the Sixth Era. Every era has records of them committing evil deeds. Even in the Third Era, when demons were rampant, they were one of the few groups that disregarded the survival of civilization and insisted on infighting within it.

Xia De knows so much about this cult because in the 1840s, before he appeared, the 【Distortionist Cult】 once attacked a 【Snake Heart Hospital】 located in the southeast of the Old Continent. In the end, it was Sister Daifulin who personally stepped forward and, together with the local church's Ringed Shushi, brought back most of the abducted children.

This was also one of the few experiences Sister Daifulin had in direct contact with the Orthodox Church before the Outlander arrived.

The title of "One-Armed Prince" is related to the Old God 【Twilight Creator】, the Ancient God of Creation. The Old Gods related to this Ancient God all have titles like "Princess" or "Prince," which seems to be because these gods of the "Creation" lineage try to strengthen their respective connections in this way.

For example, one of the three Evil Gods worshipped by the pseudo-humans that Xia De saw in the 【House of Pseudo-Humans】 (Chapter 3472), 【Mother of Rotten Fetuses】, is also known as "Princess of Blood Fetuses."

However, these are all things from very ancient times, and Xia De only heard some things about them from Sister Daifulin.

But in any case, this "Lord of Flesh-and-Blood Distortion - One-Armed Prince" is definitely a powerful Old God. This is also the third Evil God Xia De has encountered in the past era, following the "God of Vampiric Species" and the "King of Skeletons."

"I shouldn't have any connection with this god... The other party still exists in the Sixth Era. Won't I have to fight him this time? But when I was on the snowy mountain, didn't an Evil God already appear? According to the rules, there shouldn't be an Evil God this time."

【Where did those rules come from?】

"She" asked with a smile.

The first miracle 【Veil of Night】 given as a reward this time is clearly related to the 【Night】 Spirit Rune. Xia De will only know its effect after he gets it.

As for the second reward, it is a type that has never appeared before.

"Dragon Maid Contract? What do I need this for? Could it be that this can bring Fiona directly from the Fifth Era to the Sixth Era?"

However, there is no rush to think about the rewards now. The most important thing is the mission this time:

"Well then, let me see what the 【Filthy Blood Factory】 is all about."

Xia De thought to himself, confirmed that he hadn't missed any mission information, and stepped over the arched gate in the fog. The thick fog slowly dissipated, and before Xia De could see the situation around him clearly, a stench of rotten flesh and blood almost made him vomit:

"What's going on?"

The thick fog completely dissipated, and Xia De found himself in a lying position. But it wasn't completely flat; the metal "bed board" he was on tilted slightly at the head end, but not more than thirty degrees.

An unstable dark red light source provided illumination from a position he couldn't see, and all around him were the terrifying gurgling sounds of flowing blood and the cracking sounds of shattering bones.

Two blood-stained leather straps tied Xia De to this "bed," but Xia De only used force in his waist to sit up, and he broke free from the leather straps binding his arms and upper body.

Only then did he look around. Dark red glowing unknown lamps were installed on the ceiling five or six meters high. All around were devices identical to the blood-stained "metal bed" Xia De was lying on.

This kind of "bed" actually looked more like an operating table to Xia De. After getting up, he discovered that the metal surface had grooves to facilitate the flow of blood. These grooves were also soaked with blood stains, and they vaguely formed some kind of complex ritual related to flesh and blood.

The factory building he was in was quite large. Looking around, there were at least two hundred similar devices. However, except for Xia De, everyone else tied to the operating tables were dried corpses.

Blood was being squeezed out of their bodies. Amidst their struggles, their bones shattered, and then bone dregs mixed with blood flowed out, gathered on the ground, and then flowed along the blood grooves on the ground toward a square blood pool in front of the wall on the left hand side. As for what the blood pool was connected to, Xia De didn't know.

【Strong Spatial Perception】 cannot be used here.

"This stench is really annoying... Like the hotel in the 'Whispering Hills' last time, is this mission an indoor scene again?"

The dim red lights in the factory flickered intermittently. The source of the stench was everything here. Except for Xia De himself, every entity in this factory had been soaked through with blood. Xia De even felt like he had entered the 【House of Pseudo-Humans】 again.

"No, the 【House of Pseudo-Humans】 only had a strong smell of blood, but the blood there didn't stink."

He broke free from the straps binding his legs again. After his feet stepped on the ground, stranger sounds echoed all around.

Xia De knew that the Tree Father always put him in very dangerous places. He thought the danger this time was that the dried corpses would break free from their restraints and come to grab him. But the actual situation was that a blood-colored tumor like a water ball grew in the center of the factory ceiling, and human facial features were rapidly differentiating on the surface of that "tumor."

Although Xia De didn't know what this ghost thing was, he felt very wrong since arriving here, with a faint feeling that his flesh and blood were out of control. But fortunately, it was just a feeling.

And when the flesh-and-blood face on the ceiling took shape, he felt even more like the feeling he had when he faced the door covered in "degraded eldest son's flesh and blood" in the depths of the 【House of Pseudo-Humans】.

"Must leave here quickly."

There was a door in each of the four corners of the factory. Because he couldn't distinguish east, west, south, or north, or rather, there was no direction here at all, Xia De chose to rush toward the door closest to him according to his previous experience.

The dark red lights in the factory flickered faster and faster, and Xia De even felt the gaze from the "tumor" cast on his back while running.

Even though he had devoured the "degraded eldest son's flesh and blood" and the "pseudo-human mother fluid," he still had an extremely ominous feeling. But fortunately, although his spatial ability was restricted, his speed was still very fast. Before the real disaster arrived, the red metal door in the corner was pulled open by him, and Xia De drilled out of the door and slammed it shut again.

The sound of the door slamming shut cut off all the strange sounds in the factory, and the people in the small room were all startled by his sudden appearance. Three pairs of eyes looked at Xia De, who was leaning against the door, fearing that something would chase him out.

Xia De gasped, widened his eyes slightly, and realized that the door he opened didn't lead to a corridor, but to a new room.

The area of this room was only the size of a normal bedroom, and like the factory just now, there were no windows.

A stone bed was placed in the center of the room. Screens, low stools, washbasins, rocking chairs, baby cradles, and all kinds of metal instruments were piled up in the corner of the front left wall. The walls were covered with blood stains, and the air was filled with a faint blood mist, but the stench was much lighter than the large factory just now.

The instruments in this small room and the "operating tables" Xia De saw just now were of the same style. In fact, this kind of thing was more suitable for appearing in a maternity hospital than a factory.

The small room was also illuminated by intermittently flickering dark red lights. In the room, three witches were hesitating, not knowing how to react.

They used the pile of metal debris in the corner to build a narrow "shelter" similar to a tent beside the stone bed, leaving only the direction facing the door unblocked, but a layer of transparent bubbles existed there to isolate air exchange with the outside world.

The three witches huddled inside. This looked like a temporary shelter for homeless people, but Xia De knew the reason they did this. The narrow "shelter" blocked the dark red light, and the glass bottle containing fire in the middle of the witches shone normal firelight on everyone as much as possible.

Obviously, there was something wrong with the lights in the factory.

Xia De didn't know any of the three witches. This made him a little disappointed. And the three companions this time actually only had one pure human. Small markers representing their race floated above their heads, but even without the markers, Xia De could recognize their race.

The pink-haired witch had curled wings and two horns, and she sat on her big tail. The scales on her tail were also pink. Xia De guessed that she was likely a rare variant ruby dragon.

It is worth mentioning that her figure was quite exaggerated, and only someone like Tifa could compare to her.

She was not a dragon descendant like Fiona, but a true dragon like the dragon maid Miss Wild. She was probably at the eleventh rank.

The black-haired short witch was a halfling. She was shorter than Chloe, and her figure was slender. Although she looked immature, like a human in a state of eight or nine years old, Xia De guessed that her actual age was probably fifty or sixty years old. After all, halflings are also a long-lived species.

And her rank was also the lowest; she was a ninth-rank witch.

The last human witch had beautiful blonde hair, but she looked even older than Grandma Cassandra. With her twelfth-rank status, if her old appearance was formed naturally, Xia De could hardly imagine her specific age.

Above her head, next to the human marker, a string of new letters suddenly appeared—Melody Gustav.

?? PS: The picture in this chapter is "Pink Dragon Maid - Gina". ===== CHAPTER 3887 =====