Weeping Angels

As he waited to enter the next trial, Lin An secretly calculated his plans for what came next.

The Fool skill was indeed effective, but based on his tests, it needed to be used on an Awakener at least twelve times in succession before it could dull their normal thinking.

It seemed that under normal circumstances, the Fool skill had a limited ability to lower intelligence.

To achieve better results, the opponent needed to be in an intense emotional state or injured.

No wonder the Fool skill required him to paralyze the enemy with lightning first.

Rubbing the area beneath his mask, Lin An nodded to himself.

The Fool skill combined with the fear effect of the Death God Mask should be much more effective.

He had no way to test it now. Once the fear effect was triggered, even an idiot would know what he was planning.

He would try it during a Deathmatch or a trial.

If that failed...

Then he would have no choice but to seize them openly.

Lin An admitted that he was not exactly a good person. At most, he was not a bad person.

He did not mind taking points.

The strong grew stronger, while the weak grew weaker.

The most he could do was avoid slaughtering innocents and protect the people around him.

As for morality and righteousness, they were too extravagant in the apocalypse.

He had actually thought it through very clearly. The Second Will would wear away his humanity, and it was not merely the hellish cycle of reincarnation.

Deep down, he might become that kind of person.

However, since he was unwilling to reach that point, all he could do was preserve the last remnants of his humanity as much as possible.

His plan was set.

First, he would