"Hoo——"
The biting cold wind swept over Alaska, the milky mist roiling like boiling water, completely enveloping the entire continent beneath its shroud.
Wherever the eco-piercing insect lands, the first thing it encounters is the mist and a seemingly endless, abyss-like hunt by the Blood and Flesh Will.
In this bloody world, all things belong to Master Fuli alone.
Once caught, the net closes, leaving no escape for the insect, unable to exhibit its starfish-like, self-splitting traits.
"Such a thrill, I should leave it for my immortal friends!"
Standing on the great drum of the High Tower, Master Fuli gazes down at the white mist before him, a smile curling on his lips.
The liberation of self-constraints lets the Blood and Flesh Will irradiate the land like a radioactive source; for a being like Master Fuli, an Environmental Adapting, it is instinctual, with no energy consumption; he himself is the "radiating material."
