Lu Bai could tell that before Old Ancestor Blood River said that, he had clearly seen some new information.
If nothing unexpected had happened, it was most likely that the Deathmatch System had seen Old Ancestor Blood River losing ground and was forced to offer him some of its trump-card assistance.
In fact, Lu Bai had long felt that the abilities at the black level were a little off.
The two black-level abilities he possessed were [Reload] and [Restore].
Judging by what these two abilities did, the black-level abilities seemed less like supernatural powers and more like some system's underlying logic.
Think about it: in a world without abilities, neither [Reload] nor [Restore] would be of any use. Even silver-level abilities would be more useful than these two black-level ones.
In essence, the powerful effects of these two black-level abilities rested entirely on a foundation of abilities at all the other levels.
From that, it was easy to infer that the so-called black-level abilities were clearly administrator privileges for the Deathmatch System. Old Ancestor Blood River's words confirmed it.
Lu Bai still didn't understand why he could obtain administrator privileges for the Deathmatch System, but he had no doubt about how powerful they were.
Realizing this, he didn't hesitate and quickly plummeted toward the ground.
To be on the safe side, he still thought it would be easier to deal with Old Ancestor Blood River with his feet on solid ground.
As he plunged downward, he glanced back at Old Ancestor Blood River.
He was startled to see a deep, pitch-black speck of light appear above the other man's head.
That's right—a speck of light.
Like a reflection off something that had become so black it was beyond black.
Once the black speck appeared, the countless multicolored specks of light