What Kind of Insane Civilization Is This?

Just then, a humanoid creature came walking from afar. It seemed to be a woodcutter, dressed in tattered clothes.

Judging by its appearance, it had also heard the commotion of the "Sky Palace" landing and wanted to go take a look.

"Dominate!" Xu Pengfei used his ability and shouted, "Who are you? Tell me the truth!"

The exact same thing as in the previous cycle happened. That human skin began to twitch and peel away. "I... I'm... Painted Skin."

Though Xu Pengfei was terrified to the extreme, his whole body trembling, he still seized the opportunity.

He leaped down from the tree. Taking advantage of his superior position, he flew forward and slashed open the creature's leathery hide with a single strike.

As it let out a piercing howl, he drove his blade into the mouth of that human skin once more, preventing it from making another sound. Then he pulled out a small knife and stabbed wildly.

His practiced killing techniques, his unbelievably nimble movements, and even his lack of resistance to killing all shocked him.

A few minutes later, the monster stopped struggling.

He inspected the layer of skin. It was smooth and delicate, with facial features such as eyes, a mouth, and a nose. It looked like an oversized human-skin bat.

"I should have killed several Painted Skins already... Every time was a hard battle."

"But in this cycle, I didn't lose my memories."

"That's a good thing."

But the situation was still far from optimistic.

Just how many Painted Skins were there? Were they endless?

This was only a woodcutter. If he encountered someone like that general, would their combat power soar?

He couldn't make sense of it. He shook his head hard, forcing himself to regain a little calm amid his overwhelming terror.

Then he