Published: February 10, 2025
With just a glance, Ye Zhongming felt a surge of anger rising from his heart, rushing into his mind, even causing a restless heat to spread through his body.
Before him was a human woman, but she was not a complete woman. Her abdomen had been completely cut open; despite her desperate efforts to hold it together with her hands to prevent her insides from spilling out, blood and bodily fluids continued to flow freely, with some slippery intestines already visible.
Her lower body, like her upper body, was completely naked. What should have been her fair thighs were instead covered with old stains of a light blue color, alongside several dried bloodstains. All of this hinted at what this woman had previously endured.
For the first time, Ye Zhongming felt some hatred towards his own sharp eyesight. He merely took one look and immediately recognized that the shape of this human woman's belly was wrong. It should be... opened up after pregnancy to extract the life inside.
This woman was a breeding tool for demons, and the fetus within her had just been removed not long ago.
Ye Zhongming had killed before, just like all the survivors in the apocalypse. He indeed had principles and a bottom line; the fact that his hands were stained with the blood of his kind was undeniable, whether he liked it or not.
However, when he saw his own kind being humiliated by other races—yes, even if in his past life everyone speculated that these beings were humans mutated by nuclear radiation—his anger was heartfelt.
It was like a parent; no matter how poorly behaved their child was, they might scold and hit them, but when the child was insulted or even beaten by others, the parent would fight desperately for them.
It was like a fan of a sports team who would yell at their team for losing, calling out names at the players or demanding the coach be fired, but once fans from another team came to insult, they would fiercely defend their own team.
It was like someone who constantly criticized their city or country for being this way or that. But when their country faced difficulties or outside enemies, they would not hesitate to contribute generously and would fight against the enemy by any means possible, even at the cost of their own lives.
What we are is our own business, unrelated to you.
Even in the apocalypse, you are strong; you can kill our kind, but to use them as breeding tools and mistreat them this way, what do you want?!
It had been a long time since Ye Zhongming felt such intense killing intent.
Seeing Ye Zhongming’s eyes turning red, the pregnant demon monster emitted two ambiguous cries. Then, one of its hands slashed across its own wrist, and a stream of dark blood flowed out. It aimed its wrist at the woman’s mouth and forcibly poured in some blood.
The woman, who was already on the verge of death, instinctively began to suck.
As the blood entered her body, the woman gradually opened her eyes, but her weakness was evident.
She saw Ye Zhongming, and despite having previously held her abdomen even while unconscious, she lifted one hand and reached out toward him.
Ye Zhongming understood the meaning in the woman's gaze; it was not a plea to save her but rather... to kill her.
Anyone who had been humiliated by some monsters while bearing their offspring, then cruelly operated on to remove the child, would feel that living was worse than death.
But in the next moment, the woman suddenly trembled, her hands clutching her throat as if something was invading her body, and the shaking grew more intense.
With her hands away from her abdomen, where there was no longer any place to heal, it reopened, blood staining the area, and a foul odor surged forth.
Soon, the woman became quiet again, and Ye Zhongming clearly saw her eyes had turned pitch black, her skin showing a hint of blue, resembling a demon monster to some extent.
"You have," were the two words that escaped the slowly rising woman’s lips. Ye Zhongming was taken aback and stepped back in shock. He discovered that this woman was actually speaking in sync with the pregnant demon monster; the monster merely opened its mouth, while the woman did the talking.