No, cursing him would be the same as cursing me.
Never mind. If I cursed him, then I cursed him. As long as I hadn't treated him as myself just now, it did not count as cursing myself.
Without the Blood Knight's help, Velin could not obtain Grim's information either.
In that case, he could only put that thought aside for now.
"It's over."
The moment the words fell, the Blood Knight took control of the body again.
His strength rapidly plummeted—mid-tier Legendary, low-tier Legendary—before finally stabilizing at High-tier Soul Intent.
Standing above the deep pit, he could now clearly sense that thin membrane.
As long as he broke through that membrane, he would advance and become a true Legendary, from then on standing above billions upon billions of living beings.
At that moment, the World Scale Disk appeared, with one hundred and fifty-three markings already lit.
Under Velin's gaze, the one hundred and fifty-fourth marking lit up, followed closely by the one hundred and fifty-fifth...
After the two hundred and fifty-seventh marking lit up, the disk's scale returned to calm.
"Only this much?"
Watching the disk's scale, Velin could not help murmuring under his breath.
If he remembered correctly, in this great battle, they had not only slain an Outer God's incarnation, but also wiped out more than eight hundred Legendaries and an undead army numbering in the hundreds of millions.
"This is the world's rules," the Blood Knight's voice rang out in his mind. "For power obtained without paying any price, most of the contribution gained does not fall directly to you. You can only receive a small portion of it."
"Then if it were all my contribution, could it fill the disk's scale?" Velin reached up and rubbed his chin, unable to resist asking.
"Yes."
Velin was