Flesh King
Plane was feeding his giant eagle.
The giant eagle's feathers were pitch-black, its talons and fangs razor-sharp, and its eyes burned with bright, keen light. As it surveyed its surroundings, a vicious aura seemed ready to tear the space around it apart.
Many people looked down on Plane, believing that he had cut open his abdomen and castrated himself to practice the evil path of the Sunflower Manual.
It belonged to the sort of contempt chain where, if it were up to him, anyone else could do it too—but he simply disdained doing it himself.
Yet in the eyes of true hardcore players, Plane was definitely not that simple.
Especially after he had defeated Umbrella Bro twice out of three battles, this became even more obvious.
Castration alone could never have brought about such a tremendous increase in strength.
After all, if castration were truly that effective, then this world should belong to eunuchs.
Plane also disdained explaining himself. If you can't even understand a game, I could let you have a bird and you'd still be no match for me.
What he had comprehended was the most core aspect of the Power of Radiation: amputation and mutation.
Put in plain language, he could adjust his own rate of bodily modification.
The human body had eight major systems, and each system had a modification capacity of 100%.
However, through certain methods—whether transferring or amputating—he could lower the modification rate of one system and raise the modification limit of another.
For example, after Plane castrated himself, he had directly destroyed his reproductive system, lowering it from 100% to 0%.
In exchange, his nervous system had broken through the human limit and reached 150%.
And now, this was even more so.
The radiation giant eagle before him had originally been