Lin Qi nodded forcefully. He gave the haughty, unyielding centaurs—who clutched their weapons tight and roared red-eyed despite being surrounded by heavy troops—a look of approval. "You can all be called heroes. What a pity—you're not mine!"
A fireball a hundred meters in diameter abruptly condensed above Lin Qi's head. Then, accompanied by a thunderous boom that tore through the air, it slammed into the center of the formation of over three thousand centaurs. With one deafening explosion, Lin Qi's strike blasted all three thousand-plus centaurs to pieces, not even leaving behind a single intact corpse.
"This is my respect for heroes! If you refuse to surrender, then letting you die at the hands of a powerhouse like me is the greatest respect I can offer you!" Lin Qi looked coldly and mercilessly at the shattered corpses. The Blood-Soaked Tiger Soul Armor slowly retracted into his body, while the Army-Slaying Axe also turned into a streak of light and sank into him.
Unlike before, when the Blood-Soaked Tiger Soul Armor and Army-Slaying Axe rested peacefully within his body, today a pair of lifelike tiger-head tattoos appeared simultaneously on Lin Qi's chest and back. The tiger head on his chest was blood-red, while the one on his back was pitch-black.
Moreover, Lin Qi could sense a tremendous force contained within the blood-red tiger head on his chest. With a thought, that immense power could unleash a devastating attack on the enemies directly before him—Tiger Howls at the Moon Charge, the Blood-Soaked Tiger Soul Armor's ultimate killing move, could now be released directly through his body.
The black tiger head on his back contained an incomparably sharp aura. Without summoning the Army-Slaying Axe itself, Lin Qi could condense those razor-sharp currents of force onto his palms, unleashing attacks far stronger and deadlier