The blood-and-flesh matter flowing across the ground like paste began to squirm, dragging itself into a humanoid shape. Then bones regenerated, followed by meridians, muscle fibers, and fat growing over the skeleton, then organs, skin...
A living, breathing person was reconstructed as though by 3D printing.
The resurrected man was none other than Void President.
He opened his Inventory, took out another silver mask and put it on, then picked up the golden armor from the ground. Ignoring the shield and sword, he stored the armor away, stepped into the muddy pool formed from Smoker's melted remains, bent down to search for a few seconds, and fished out two items.
One was a black heart riddled with pores, while the other was a dark-gold female mask.
Both were demigod-grade items.
"Fighting at the top level really is satisfying..." Void President put away the two supreme items of the Deadly Poison Master class.
Behind him, the brass shield and Knight's straight sword slowly vanished.
The time limit had expired. Myriad Worlds Mall reclaimed the two demigod artifacts, while a faceless female figure drifted from above Void President's head before turning into green smoke and vanishing.
His resurrection just now had relied on the power of Nüwa Sovereign's Cast-Off Body, allowing him to return from death once.
That was what gave him the confidence to piece together divine power.
Of course, it would not have mattered if the third demigod item had not yielded Nüwa Sovereign's Cast-Off Body, because there were still two demigods of the Musician class on the field.
The restriction shrouding the arena slowly dissipated, and the half-collapsed miniature landmass—the arena—restored itself to its original state.
The demigods who had fled returned to the front of the arena, all still shaken and fearful. Since becoming demigods and entering the