"What a shame. The derivative special skill of <Ancient God Shaping Method - Death - Immaculate - flesh>, Power of the Ancient God, can't be applied to my mental body. Otherwise, wouldn't I be able to run wild without fear in the Thought World?" He Zhao's pale-blue mental body said with a face full of regret, stroking his chin.
Thought Beast: "He~~~tui!!"
He already had the three major attributes of strength, stamina, and agility boosting him, and his own red Monster talent could be applied as well. Now he even wanted to load special skills onto his mental body. It had never seen such a shameless person.
"Thought World, here I come."
Now that his mental body had been enhanced by the power of three ancient gods, plus three special buffs, he could be said to be brimming with confidence.
"Whoosh—"
As heaven and earth flipped upside down, he vanished from the rental apartment.
In the gray-white, ruined world, an inconspicuous pale-blue patch of light flickered on the ground, and a "human figure" draped in a cloak woven from black feathers appeared.
This place was exactly where he had fought yesterday.
The Big Eyeball with six pairs of wings had died with its eye wide open.
"My place of fortune."
He rather had the air of Lü Bu after death, seeing everyone he looked at as nothing more than a marked head for sale.
Arrogant was arrogant, but he truly had the strength to be arrogant.
Yesterday, he had still been a man who could only rely on the special buff Feather of the Dead, using human lives to crazily wear down Thought Beasts through trickery. Now, Ruthless He Zhao was no longer the same old him.
He swaggered down the street, his steps unrestrained and arrogant. If this were