A skill too overbearing to use discreetly, but one that might work wonders in certain special situations.
While marveling at how unpredictable life could be, Fu Qian quickly assessed his first reward.
And since this was a new effect of the Law Remnants, it should be relatively safe, too. So—
Feeling something new added to his consciousness, Fu Qian snapped his fingers and activated it without hesitation.
In theory, the Warehouse was probably a rather special place, too. Would the Tyrant's arrival provoke any kind of reaction?
A strange sense of self-expansion washed over him. In less than half a second, Fu Qian's view had risen considerably.
At the same time, however, the sound of fabric ripping rang out nonstop.
Fu Qian realized what had happened and looked down. His clothes and trousers had all been torn to shreds.
...So a person really shouldn't get too big for his britches?
Fu Qian let out a long series of sighs. This wasn't like being on a mission; the damage couldn't be undone here.
And if anyone saw him looking like this, it would seriously tarnish the reputation of his Great Fortune Ming King.
But what was done was done... Fu Qian turned his attention back to the changes in his body.
The Glorious Tyrant state involved far more than simply growing to over two meters tall.
There were no dazzling special effects, but Fu Qian could clearly feel layers of indescribable, invisible ripples swirling around him.
Was this the manifestation of "I am Heaven's will"? Constantly warping everything around him and making all things submit?
Overbearing!
Fu Qian stood with his hands behind his back, striking a pose that looked down upon the world.
Unfortunately, his less-than-intact trousers took some of the luster off his dignity.
Aside from that, neither the