"Such... annoying bugs."
Aertemi's tone was full of contempt. Lu Cang's body had re-formed, flesh and blood filling out his skin once more. It had become her new body.
A Skin Stealer became the person whose skin they wore.
As she re-formed this skin, Aertemi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This was her last chance.
If Lu Cang had run away at this point, escaping from here, and she failed to catch him or take his skin within half a day—
Then even she, the mighty God of Skinning and Shapeshifting, would meet her final end.
Once she fell from the God Realm, rejected by the class Source of the Skin Stealer, she would be weaker than an ordinary level 8 Class-changer.
"A sliver of fortune. Break, then be reborn."
"Heh. It's not the first time something like this has happened."
Aertemi let out a long breath, then began to sense the power this skin had brought her.
"Let's see... what secrets you're hiding."
Looking inward, Aertemi was now Lu Cang.
The Divine Kingdom gradually crumbled.
The countless surging masses of skin and flesh also began to rot and disintegrate, vanishing into the void.
After becoming Lu Cang, she had completely lost her power as a god.
Now she would have to live as Lu Cang and follow Lu Cang's path.
Everything she had been before would be abandoned.
She sensed herself...
But Aertemi felt a void.
A level 6 mage, but what was going on with his understanding of the Source?
Tsk. Had his understanding of the Source already collapsed?
A level 6 Warrior, and he had already entered the Dao.
A level 6 Death Priest, with so many Pure Souls? Where had they come from?
A level 6 Decipherer. A useless class. Worthless.
A level 4 Blacksmith.