Flesh Mountain had always kept his psychic ability hidden, and he did not reveal it now either.
But for the first time, he unleashed the power of his flesh.
"Bax, get back."
Bax was still shocked by the beast that continued moving. Hearing this, he instinctively stepped back.
Then he saw Flesh Mountain's muscles bulge like coiling dragons, his entire body rapidly expanding until he became a giant of flesh and blood.
The sight was so outrageous that Bax's jaw nearly hit the floor.
When Divine Grace had descended earlier, everyone had gained extraordinary organs that enhanced their abilities—everyone except Flesh Mountain.
But Bax and the others had never doubted Flesh Mountain because of it.
Because he had always been the special one.
Seeing him transform now, Bax was not afraid at all. Instead, he shouted excitedly, "I knew it! I knew Brother Rosen couldn't possibly have missed out on Divine Grace! This is so awesome, seriously awesome!"
He did not find it horrifying in the slightest. Instead, he thought Flesh Mountain's form looked explosively cool.
If this were a comic, Flesh Mountain would probably look like a sidekick or a villain.
But in reality, everyone remained calm. Power was what mattered; whether someone looked cool or not seemed unimportant.
The savage giant of flesh and blood even stunned the arrogant tiger.
Perhaps he had not expected the Scale Clan to be even stranger than himself.
If he could speak, he would surely have asked just who the real monster was.
Flesh Mountain, now transformed into a giant of flesh and blood, gave a savage grin. The muscles on his skinless face twitched, making him look especially terrifying.
He pressed the tiger down with one hand and planted a foot on its head.
"Can't die, huh? I'll make sure you