"Constraint: Money Can Move Gods."
Another Copper Coin vanished, and Abudu Gawen's condition visibly recovered.
When directly applied to a Rank 7, they were all Reverse Pacts.
After reaching Rank 7, the vast majority of Life Traits and passives lost their effects.
Some were overridden by HP and Mana Recirculation.
Others were too low-level to affect a Spirit Body.
The more powerful a body was, the harder it was to recover after being injured.
At this stage, vitality alone was no longer enough.
A higher level of power was required to repair a Spirit Body.
For example... pacts.
"You can't kill me. Why don't we each take a step back?"
"You pretend I was never here, and I'll pretend you were never here."
As he spoke, he took out another ten Gold Coins.
Fourteen Gold Coins glimmered, as though they were threatening Chen Yi.
Besides, both sides had merely lost some subordinates and resources. There was no need to fight to the death.
If it had been an ordinary Rank 7, they might truly have considered a truce.
But Chen Yi was absolutely not included.
Chen Yi's eyes saw only the truth!
Only four were special. The rest of the Gold Coins were fake.
Then there was no need to look for a chance to assassinate him.
"Your death is very important to me."
The Left Hand of the Flame God descended once more.
Abudu Gawen's expression turned incredibly ugly. Damn it.
Was this really someone from a major force in the Game World? The killing intent was absurdly heavy.
Without a Martial Tool, he could not fight head-on at all.
Then... let's see who dies first!
"Constraint: Money Can Move Gods."
"Constraint: Money Can Move Gods."
The first pact allowed Abudu Gawen to see Chen Yi's true location, while