Flaying
That was the name Huai Shi had given this spear.
When this gorgeous spear, wreathed in amber light, was held in one's hand, one could not help but marvel at the bewitching splendor born from steel.
It was as exquisite as a work of art.
So much so that one might even doubt whether it possessed any killing power at all...
Yet in truth, that gorgeous elegance, refined enough to make any girl's heart flutter, was precisely the disguise it used to conceal its vicious nature.
Do not forget how it had come into being.
How could a weapon forged from a ruler's remains and the essence of its soul possibly be merely ornamental?
Over the long years, Corpse Forest Lord had fought and slaughtered endlessly in the Abyss, harvesting who knew how many organs. It had grown from an insignificant ratman into a ruler acknowledged by a fallen kingdom. It was impossible to imagine how many bitter battles and hardships lay along that path.
Even if it had been beaten to death by three people in an instant, that only proved that the Eight Trigrams of the Innate was more absurdly powerful than Corpse Forest Lord. It did not negate the strength of its 0.7 Dream.
Unlike the other rulers, who had been born noble, Corpse Forest Lord had been a true Abyss success story from beginning to end—a ratman dreamer.
There were no system points to allocate, no cheats. All it had relied upon was the ratman's innate capacity to fuse with other organs.
Even after countless organs had been ravaged by Kuafu and Huai Shi until not even a single cell remained, that inherited instinct had never wavered.
When Calamity Reversal occurred and The Solidifier was transformed into a weapon, Flaying Form perfectly inherited the greed