Warlord

Actually, it wasn’t just the Flash Clan. Other aboriginal tribes that lived in the Deathgod Ridge also had such ancient methods of passing down. When strong warriors in the clan encountered an incurable injury, the clan’s witch doctors would ask the elderly people to contribute their blood and flesh to the injured warriors. In the Witch Doctor’s words, it was a chance for a warrior to be reborn after receiving the blessing of his ancestors from the flesh and blood of his compatriots.

However, this method was not one to test one’s luck. On the contrary, the success rate was extremely low. But there was always a man or two who escaped from the clutches of death because of this ancient method, and so it was always passed on.

Under Gunther’s tutelage, she knew it had nothing to do with the ancestors of the tribe. It was simply healing itself through the cells, genes, and even fibers in its own flesh and blood. During turbulent times, even the genes of normal people were different from those of the old era. Their cells were more active, and under the guidance of a strong will to survive, it was not impossible for them to swallow the same kind of cells and genes to repair themselves.

At least, mutated beasts in the wilderness often use this method. They could even be used to evolve themselves.

However, even if they were of the same species. Not to mention cells or genes, even the most basic blood would produce rejection. Thus, out of every hundred people that used this method, only three would be able to survive.

However, if the target was an Adept, then the success rate would be greatly increased. The more powerful an Adept was, the more aggressive their cell structure would be. This was the basic guarantee that allowed them to survive in troubled times, and the more they lived, the better it would be. To them, the flesh of a mutated beast could even help heal their wounds, let alone their own kind.

The only difference was that if the mutated beast’s flesh was used to repair itself, it would be affected by the genes of different mutated beasts, resulting in the formation of different mutated tissues.

Now, he was unconscious, and his injuries were on the verge of worsening. If even Adepts couldn’t keep their wounds down, then healing them would require advanced medicine and technology. But neither of them existed on Death’s Ridge, so that was the only way she could think of.

The African woman suddenly pulled out a military dagger from the side of Zero’s leg. This action caused Monnie to be shocked.