"Formless... became my trait?"
Jiang Mian took off her glasses, staring at the text before her in disbelief.
Yet the two enormous characters, "Formless," were right there before her eyes. A moment later, they slowly dissolved into motes of light.
At the same time, the new skill's use and effects seemed innate, deeply etched into her mind.
Jiang Mian glanced at the core in her hand, now completely black, and activated [Myriad Forms Scorched Embers].
The core in her hand instantly awakened, turning into a roiling mass of black flame.
Then it slowly changed shape, condensing into a... crow?
It looked like a miniature version of Purgatory. Its feathers were a riotously iridescent black, while its eyes had turned a strange gold.
It flapped its wings, perched on Torrent's dragon claw, and tilted its head to study Jiang Mian.
The aura it gave off had fallen to the Fourth-tier, just one step away from the Fifth-tier—almost the same as hers.
After Domination, Purgatory had truly died. Even its core had been devoured by the flames.
The creature before her had been reshaped by [Doomsday Domination], using the power it had left behind. It was essentially an offshoot of Jiang Mian's ability.
It had three forms that it could change between at will, and its level and fire abilities matched her own.
It had even inherited the shadow ability from [Chaos], allowing it to hide in shadows. It was like having a bodyguard of her own level at her side.
As far as Jiang Mian herself was concerned, the trait didn't boost the power of her flames by much, but it opened up limitless possibilities.
After all, this trait had inherited [Formless]'s downright terrifying ability to fuse things together.
By burning the corresponding materials, she could preserve their traits and turn