Was this what it felt like to be a god?
It was intoxicating, all right.
Although after completing the ritual last time, he'd gained the ability to use Insight to claim authority, he'd never had a suitable opportunity to try it out.
Now Fu Qian understood more and more why so many high-ranking Transcendents were willing to risk losing control just to advance further.
Changing your position really did give you a completely different view.
Of course, that didn't mean he could look out and see a world full of green code or anything.
In fact, the scene before him was no different from before.
The difference was in him. He knew he could casually spread "calamity" to anything he chose.
It was like looking at the same scene with a pen in hand versus a gun. The mindsets were completely different.
Especially when the weapon in his hand was practically a full-auto Barrett.
Of course, when you weren't actually planning to kill anyone, a weapon's greatest purpose was letting people see it.
Fortunately, Henry was high-ranking enough to appreciate the finer points. He immediately realized something was wrong with himself, sparing Fu Qian the trouble of explaining.
Clang!
Of course, sometimes being too refined wasn't a good thing.
The next moment, the tranquilizer in Fu Qian's hand let out a crisp ring.
It wasn't that the bell had suddenly fixed itself. A sharp claw had struck it, ringing it with a blow.
The force behind it was so heavy that even Fu Qian felt the weapon sink in his hand. The impact was absurdly powerful.
Could a "cat" really do that?
Especially when he'd looked like a spellcaster just moments ago.
That's right, the attack came from Henry, who had realized he was caught in a calamity.
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