Because they could acquire others' memories by eating their brains, thereby mastering all manner of difficult skills.
In theory.
So long as a Mind Flayer had sufficient time, along with an extensive dining history, each one should have counted as a versatile talent.
They did not need to be like ordinary people, slowly grinding away through the days before they might learn various skills.
However, constrained by time and energy.
And because their race possessed innate, unparalleled advantages in Psionics. Vast slave armies also required powerful Psionics to control. Amid the interference of all sorts of issues and factors...
Ninety-nine percent of Mind Flayers, though they had the potential to become versatile talents.
Would ultimately still become spellcasting units specializing in Psionics!
After all.
That path truly was easier for them to walk!
Thus, at this very moment, as the silver radiance filling the sky came pouring down in full force.
Slaughterer of All Beings' Mind Block officially activated!
Every Mind Flayer, whether they were ordinary members drifting through life or elite members who had reached the level of Elders.
Without exception.
Their strength plummeted by more than ninety-five percent!
It was even more outrageous than a limit-down crash, a sheer vertical plunge!
There was not the slightest curve or warning throughout it all!
It caught them completely off guard, dragging all their strength straight down into their pants, leaving them no room whatsoever to bring it into play...
Naturally, their expressions became even uglier.
A sense of fear instinctively sprouted in their hearts!
Panic spread through the crowd...
Faced with this situation.
Although years upon years of leisure had long since worn away his edge.
As an old fellow who had lived for over a thousand years and had even participated in multiple genocidal wars against foreign races, the