The Pinnacle Of Life

“Feeling any better?” Waltz Fleur asked while looking nervously at Alex Rockefeller. Alex nodded and wiped the juice from the corners of his mouth. “Much better,” he said. After Alex swallowed the essence in the humanoid shaped demonic wisteria fetus, it was left with only a thin

layer of skin. Anna Coleman, Granny Silvan, and the others all watched in stunned silence. Xyla Stoermer immediately returned with another demonic wisteria fetus.

“Mr. Rockefeller, there’s another

one here. You might as well just eat it too. It’d be a waste to leave it here. Or else, it might just benefit

someone else,” she said. Before Alex could say a word, Waltz grabbed it and made a hole in it with her finger before shoving it into

Alex’s mouth. Alex felt helpless on the inside.

But he decided to eat it anyway since it was already broken. The two demonic wisteria fetuses he ate were the only remaining two. Although several women had already died in the one hundred or so coffins, not every one of them had

successfully given birth to matured demonic wisteria fetuses. Like how a normal human conceived, there were

possible cases of miscarriage in the process…

For example, weaker mothers might have illnesses that would

result in their deaths halfway through the fetus’ breeding process. Naturally, with the mother dead, the fetus

able to

demonic wisteria fetuses, Alex felt a

his own spiritual power within the three layers of

the lower, middle, and

bloated bellies left. After around

saved them by reducing the

Not

to Alex a while ago,

surprise and admiration.

heart, and he deserved her respect. Anna seemed to be able to sense the change in Granny Silvan’s attitude. “What

best in

said softly. Granny Silvan nodded. “I was wrong for looking down on him. Miracle doctor, I’d like

my attitude,” she said.

not afraid to admit her mistakes. Alex smiled. “It’s fine. You were just trying to protect

do you think that the person who

the person who harmed these women?” Waltz asked. “Is he a man with fierce

captured, she had

expression on her face. “I know who he is. He’s Preston Bale, younger brother of Phillip Bale of the Hydra Group! I’d recognize him even if he were burned to ashes!

but he turned out

they heard this. If the others had captured