After breaking into the second level of the dungeon, Lance discovered that the entire place was covered by the spreading mutated flesh. Before anyone else could react, he launched a sacrifice on the flesh.
If successful, the entire dungeon would turn into his nourishment, directly stealing all the retirement funds from the ancestor's account in one go.
But unfortunately, the sacrifice failed.
To be honest, Lance wasn't surprised. However, this meant that these ubiquitous mutated fleshes had a resisting consciousness. They were alive.
But in the next second, he made a very odd move, raising his hand instantly as some Dark Flame burst out, just enough to cover the clothing-burned arm, and then he plunged it into the mound of flesh.
The moment they made contact, the flesh began to react, wanting to resist, but Lance was faster. He yanked hard, pulling a mass of flesh from the clinging stone pillar.
