Accompanied by a hum, the shell of the incubator slowly opened.
"Go."
Kael remained silent for a long time, stepping forward slowly, feeling the burden on him so heavy that his steps were labored.
He hated this imposed burden.
But... after seeing the Spiritual Body World, he realized that he had probably been deeply entrenched in it already.
When the laboratory's mechanical arm lifted his clothes and assembled the disassembled pieces of armor onto Kael, he felt endless pain transmitting from his skin to his brain.
His skin was dissolving, the Divine Armor was melting, slowly permeating into his skin, and merging with his blood.
However, the pain unbearable to ordinary people left no trace on Kael's face. The surging Slime Mucus erupted from his body, seemingly sensing Kael's pain, it emitted a mournful cry and threw itself into the melting Armor, eventually fusing into a bloody red pattern.