Legend of the Mythological Genes

“Finally revealing your true intentions?”

Feng Lin glanced at the surroundings. The mythological creatures seemed extremely ferocious and had surrounded him from all directions. He wasn’t too surprised like this.

Human nature had always been chaotic. There was no one born innately good or evil.

The concepts of good and evil were just a distinction created by humans based on ‘morality’ and ‘ethics’.

Hence, Feng Lin had never excluded the possibility of using the greatest evil to measure human nature.

For a mad scientist that didn’t mind experimenting on his own kind, how much humanity would be in him?

Ever since he came here, Feng Lin had been extremely cautious.

Now, it seemed like his speculations were right.

Seeing Kennard’s current appearance, it was clear that Kennard had an evil intention toward him.

The so-called getting new mythological knowledge was only of secondary importance. Kennard just coveted his Sun Wukong Mythological Path.

Given Feng Lin’s outstanding performance in the Heaven Reaching Pagoda’s trial, and with Kennard’s attainments in mythological knowledge, Kennard might have already seen through something.

Could it be that a spirit type mythological path truly had extreme compatibility with the creation cells?

There was no wind without a cave; thus, that might be the reason behind his action.

Feng Lin had some speculations in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He turned and coldly looked at Kennard. “The transaction is off, but righteousness and benevolence exist. Kennard, are you planning to enter a situation where either the fish dies or the net splits?”

Right now, Kennard also couldn’t be bothered to conceal his greed. He spoke malevolently, “Ever since I saw your fights in the Heaven Reaching Pagoda, I knew that you are the one I’ve always been looking for, a cultivator on a mental/spirit mythological path. Your heart and spirit are capable of myriad transformations, and only a powerful spirit force could drive this mythological creation gene. This is something my creation cells lack. I just didn’t expect that even before I look for you, you already sent yourself to me on a platter. Since you are courting death, who can you blame?” After speaking, he was clearly complacent and was laughing sinisterly.

So this was really the case?

Feng Lin silently mused, the words of Kennard had verified his conjecture.

The creation cells contained the source of mythological gene, but if it wanted to transform according to its desires, it needed an incomparably powerful source of spirit force. If not, the creation cells would easily lose its sense of self and be out of control after repeated transformations.

Since this was the case, it appeared that Kennard had long since coveted his Sun Wukong Mythology Path. All the other things he spoke of were a pretense.

Since this was the case, it was destined that things wouldn’t end up peacefully today.

This was his own Dao, how could it allow others to seize it?

Feng Lin’s eyes gleamed with a cold light as he stared straight at the grim-looking Kennard before him.

He could deeply sense the madness within Kennard. It was like he had already lost control of his sanity.

Spirit force wouldn’t lie!

Could it be that this Kennard had fallen into a crazed state due to his obsession with mythological gene research?

This was why he needed a mental/spirit mythological path to stabilize his heart and mind, or he would never be able to control the creation cells perfectly.

Feng Lin faintly sensed that he guessed the truth.

However, he didn’t have time to think too much.

These artificial lifeforms that were mock mythological creatures had eyes filled with bloodlust as they lunged toward him.

The four-armed devil ape beat its chest frenziedly and continued howling. A stone-like luster appeared on its four arms as it leaped into the air.

Its howl was extremely piercing and after that, it slammed down with violence, wanting to crush apart the two-legged creature that stood before him into meat paste.

Feng Lin’s gaze was calm. He didn’t avoid the attack and merely issued an ordinary-looking punch as he clashed head-on against the ape.

BOOM!

His Heart Monkey Force enhanced his strength by a factor of ten!

This seemingly ordinary straight punch was like a god wielding a hammer, containing force that was enough to topple mountains and overturn seas.

The four-armed devil ape had a huge body. But after this punch slammed into it, it instantly transformed into a ball of black shadows that was flung through the air. It then slammed into the incomparably tough alloy wall, leaving a clear imprint of its body onto it. Its bones and flesh instantly shattered, becoming meat paste, causing a fishy stench to permeate the air.

Ying, ying, ying!

A sharp noise rang out.

The three-tailed fox moved like a spinning top. Sinister green flames shot over, as dense as shooting stars.

But Feng Lin merely activated his Monkey King Domain. These demon fires couldn’t even get near his body and would dissipate silently. After that, he simply moved over and punched the poor fox to death.

However, things weren’t at an end yet.

A three-headed monster, a winged fish with legs, a monstrous chicken with scaly armor…

This lab used animals for mythological gene experimentation. It was simply like a world of monsters.

These monsters were all modified genetically and had various bizarre powers.

But no matter how strange their powers were, their physical strength and vitality stat were simply too weak.

Feng Lin didn’t use any move. He simply threw a punch, another punch and another punch again.

Very soon, piles of meat paste appeared on the ground, no longer retaining any semblance to their original form.

“Are these all your trump cards? If that’s so, I’m afraid you won’t be able to keep me here today.” A cold smile lit up Feng Lin’s face as he stared at Kennard.

When Kennard heard this, his expression turned even more malevolent. His entire person swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye and became extremely bloated.

He burst out from his clothes and became a large meatball, resembling a worm that was magnified over 100 times. He squirmed endlessly, and a face filled with malice could be seen imprinted on the meatball. With a glance, this looked like a monster slime from western mythology, yet it exuded a baleful aura. Gooey substances dripped off it, causing sizzling sounds as it corroded the ground.

An intent filled with madness spread out. Countless mental shouts of agony could be felt within it.

(What monster is this?)

Although Feng Lin had no idea how Kennard achieved this change, he could sense a huge danger in his heart.

The aura of Kennard had risen rapidly to the elite adept realm from the grand cultivator realm, directly jumping two major realms. This point wasn’t scientific nor genetic at all.

The law of energy conservation of the universe seemed to have been eaten by the dogs. This completely surpassed Feng Lin’s understanding and logic.

But the truth was before his eyes.

He should strike first and gain the upper hand!

Feng Lin instantly came to a decision. He ignored everything else and slammed his cudgel down.

Grow, grow, grow!

Under the urging of his spirit force, the metal cudgel rapidly expanded, becoming a heavenly pillar that smashed down, wanting to crush heaven and earth.

BANG!

The huge squirming worm that Kennard transformed into had completely lost all rationality. It didn’t even avoid it.

The metal cudgel slammed down with overwhelming force on Kennard’s obese body. However, it was like he had struck a ball of cotton. There was no impact, and it caused his cudgel to sink in.

What?

Feng Lin was shocked. He instantly retreated.

However, the metal cudgel was stuck. He couldn’t pull it out.

The slime-like form rapidly transformed. Kennard’s muscles were like flowing water. Very soon, blazing flames rose as a horned Balrog appeared in place of the worm. This Balrog was over ten meters tall and was incredibly muscular, cloaked in hell flames. It was like he wanted to incinerate the human world completely into ashes.

“Mythological form? You transplanted the creation cells onto yourself?”