Chapter 627: The Lesser and Greater Plague Gods

In that instant, Wraith thought of countless ways to escape, his feet slick as if ready to bolt. Unfortunately, caught in Tina's grasp, he had no chance to flee. "You knew to blow up my lab, didn't you? Have you been too comfortable these days?" Tina griped, holding Wraith by the shoulder and smacking his head.

Wraith glared at Tina and retorted, "Spectre! It was all for the sake of experimentation!"

"Losing your temper, are you?" Tina raised her hand to strike again.

A great man can bend and stretch! Wraith raised his hands to his ears, shouting, "Okay, I was wrong!" Tina then stopped.

Natalie chuckled nearby, "You're Wraith, right?" Annoyed, Wraith looked at her, "Yes, and who are you? Have we met...?" He found Natalie somehow familiar, and upon closer inspection, his eyes widened, "It's you! You're Rebecca!" Tina was taken aback, not expecting Wraith to know her own mother. Natalie, still smiling, walked up to Wraith and gently touched his shoulder, "Still so rude. Don't you know to greet your master?"

At her words, Wraith suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, sending him staggering. Tina was even more surprised. When had her own mother become Wraith's master? But Wraith, ever adaptable, wailed, "Master, master! I was wrong!" "You were wrong? Stealing my research reports, taking lab secrets, can a simple apology make up for that?" Natalie glared harshly at Wraith, her grip tightening.

Wraith, half-collapsed, had no strength to resist, completely at Natalie's mercy like a chick ready for slaughter. "Mom, how did he become your disciple?" Tina asked with interest.

Wraith, still howling, was shocked, "Mom? She's your mother! No wonder I couldn't just beat you!"

Natalie snorted with laughter, "He's very talented. We met by chance during a mission, and with my guidance, he was able to develop many sophisticated theories. It's just that this kid has impure motives, always thinking of crooked paths!" "No wonder. I was wondering where he got all his skills from, some ideas always matching mine. It turns out it was your guidance," Tina remarked, enjoying the scene, with no intention to intervene.

dear master, let go

his shoulder, "Now I see why this lab looked so familiar, and

remembered that before becoming Wraith, he had interned in such a lab. Back then, Natalie, known as Rebecca, was conducting her research while serving as a team

lab secrets and run away! Wraith also hadn't expected that, years later, he would encounter the daughter of the plague god,

you?" Tina inquired. Wraith caught his breath, "Why don't you ask

The trio entered another laboratory, a room specifically

previous research direction was indeed effective, but now it seems this thing has a mind of its own. Every time we make a little progress, it changes direction. It continuously devours the original cells and generates new ones, like a

Wraith described. Tina had originally thought it merely had healing effects, but now it seemed that these were merely a precursor to the cells' rebirth, more akin to

thing really

and now this new reaction emerged. "What kind

medicine has two sides: it can save or kill, depending on the intent of the user and the dosage. Some poisons, when mixed in the right proportions, become curative medicines. Conversely,

was unprecedented. "GTO's ambitions might be deeper than we imagined," Natalie said with a furrowed brow. Tina shared the same thought. Perhaps creating a virus akin to a biochemical weapon was not GTO's ultimate goal. What Five Poisons wanted was even

experimental report from Wraith's hands, looking over the data and the timing and characteristics of each cellular extension. A new idea suddenly popped into her mind. "What if we stop its cell regeneration? Will it produce

"What if the potion loses its activity

its activity meant the potion would lose its value, negating the need for further research. This would

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