Inside the room.
Wu Heng closed his eyes and tried to examine himself.
Unlike the effect of viewing the panel, examining himself allowed him to sense the changes within his body.
The Shattered Light that had been stripped from heaven and earth after becoming a hero flowed slowly through his entire body like a babbling mountain stream.
After passing through every part of his body, it gathered in his Consciousness Realm, where mages condensed their power and stored dense Necromantic Power.
The Shattered Light flowed in like a river.
It entwined and merged with his Necromantic Power. The Necromantic Power, once calm as a lake's surface, was now suffused with specks of Shattered Light, forming a new kind of power.
In his inner vision, Wu Heng looked at the Consciousness Realm within his heart, as tranquil and still as a placid lake.
So this was what it meant to be a hero?
He opened his eyes, a smile appearing on his face.
"No wonder only heroes can kill heroes. Their power contains this Shattered Light from heaven and earth."
But while he could sense that this Shattered Light had been stripped from heaven and earth—
he could not explain exactly what it was.
"Uncle, how is it? Did you get some ultimate move that can kill that Pope?" Xiaoxiao flew over the moment she saw him open his eyes.
Because they were facing the Pope.
The tasks of scouting outside and relaying orders had mainly been entrusted to Granda and Beni.
Xiaoxiao was still stuck at level 18, so she remained by Wu Heng's side to scout the surroundings and guard against danger.
"This isn't a game. What ultimate move?" Wu Heng said.
"Then what's the point of leveling up?" Xiaoxiao muttered beside him.
Wu Heng ignored Xiaoxiao.
At that