At the instant their martial souls completed their evolution, the three of them underwent earth-shattering changes in appearance as well.
Their once fairly normal human features had now become completely twisted.
Their originally varied hair colors rapidly faded under the erosion of Rakshasa divine power, replaced by long, pitch-black hair.
Those three pairs of eyes that had once belonged to humans were now completely filled with a chilling crimson red, with flames of brutality and greed wildly dancing in the depths of their pupils.
A scythe mark appeared on each of their foreheads at the same time.
Unlike Bibi Dong's divine inheritance mark, this one had been specially created by the Rakshasa God.
At this moment, every gesture made by the Shrek Three Heroes radiated a nauseatingly dense evil aura.
Compared to them now, even the fallen ones in Slaughter City seemed like righteous people.
"Kehehehehehe—"
Accompanied by a shrill, unpleasant cackle, Ma Hongjun suddenly raised his right hand, clawed fiercely at the air, and clenched it into a fist.
That pose made it seem as though he had already gripped the entire world in his hand.
"Boss Dai, the flow of Soul Power in my body has become incredibly smooth!"
"And I've directly reached the bottleneck of Level 40!"
"I feel like I'm... terrifyingly strong now!"
Ma Hongjun's mutated, somewhat twisted face was piled with manic laughter, while his bloodshot eyes brimmed with an absolute obsession with power.
"That's right, that's right, Boss Dai! I only need a suitable soul ring to break through into the Soul Ancestor realm too!"
Oscar, standing nearby, was trembling with excitement as well.
He casually toyed with the strange short staff in his hand that emitted black mist, his tone full of barely concealed arrogance and pride.
Although this thing was still a