After dealing with Kong Xuan, that Five-Colored Peacock.
Luohu's gaze lingered briefly on the Character Panel that only he could see.
Race: Primordial God-Demon (Khorne Demon Army).
The few strange words within the parentheses were shining with striking brilliance following his recent slaughter.
Though they were merely a few words, the feeling they gave off was exceedingly strange...
To Luohu, it was like a hunting hound that had caught the scent of blood and was rejoicing over it.
As they underwent that strange transformation.
Streams of invisible power gradually gathered from all directions toward Luohu, endlessly pouring themselves into the God-Slaying Spear in his hand.
This was one of the innate abilities of the Khorne Demon Army.
Blade of Slaughter: Each enemy killed forcibly has a portion of their power extracted and stored within the weapon. (That power can be used to improve the weapon's quality, strengthen its wielder, or serve as energy to unleash powerful attacks.)
At this moment.
Feeling the power that came from those who had previously fallen at his hands.
Luohu could clearly judge.
Although the amount was not much to him, due to the opponents being rather weak.
It was still more than enough to elevate an ordinary person to a level not much inferior to Kong Xuan.
Of course.
"Not much inferior" here referred only to the quantity of magical power within one's body.
It did not represent actual overall ability.
Moreover.
After absorbing that power into their body, the absorber would very likely suffer certain aftereffects.
For example, their personality might become somewhat neurotic and crazed.
But even so, its flaws did not obscure its virtues. Compared to how difficult it was to obtain, this power was absolutely enough to delight anyone!
No cultivation was needed, no comprehension of Heavenly Principles, no debates