"Evolution?"
Troop types could indeed evolve.
If a Common Star troop type was fed a large amount of Rare-grade materials and given enough time to accumulate power, it had a chance of advancing to the Rare grade.
However, this involved choosing the right materials to feed it—a profound field of study, so profound it was practically a bottomless pit.
"Troop Evolution Studies"!
It was just a little useless!
Aside from humans deliberately spending huge sums to interfere, troop types also had an extremely small chance of evolving through sheer luck.
Just like Rakshasa at this moment.
He was special to begin with, and seemed to be highly compatible with these evil forces. When the two collided, sparks flew.
The special Blood Garment had absorbed countless drops of blood from slaughter on the battlefield, awakening the Blood Garment skill.
The evil forces in this pit far surpassed the blood Blood Garment had absorbed back then, both in quantity and quality.
Rakshasa had encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
However—
"Taking in such a massive amount of berserk Evil Power is bound to be dangerous. This is indeed an opportunity, but it's one that can only be obtained by risking your life."
Under normal circumstances, Rakshasa could only endure it on his own.
Either he endured it and transformed, advancing in rank—or he failed to withstand it, and in the worst case, exploded with a bang.
More and more reddish-brown markings spread across Rakshasa's body, writhing like snakes.
The danger grew greater by the moment.
But—
Great Lord Mu would intervene.
He focused his mind. One light spot after another appeared in his vision, along with several evolution light spheres representing major systems.
However, they were limited to Tian Yuan Territory and its surroundings.
Rakshasa was simply too far away.
Mu Yuan held his