Book 3 Chapter 12.3 - Root of Evil

Su extended his left hand in front of his face. Even under the dim lightning, this was a hand without any fault; slender, fine, and perfect. However, was this truly the case?

A slightly bitter smile appeared on his face, and his left hand lightly clenched together. He naturally knew that below this left hand that was comparable to Persephone’s were tissues that were already far different from that of an ordinary human. 

Within the tissues underneath his skin were countless extremely fine bone granules. These little granules that were as tough as teeth could quickly piece themselves together to substantially increase his arms’ defensive and offensive strength. Meanwhile, his forearms’ bones were covered in cracks. However, his evolution was already nearing completion, and these cracks were just the gaps...