Corvus Glaive was dead.
But his shadow did not dissipate along with his body. Instead, the Shadow Kingdom seized it and refined it in an instant.
The shadow seemed to retain some of his consciousness, struggling desperately to resist.
The Shadow Kingdom's power crushed down in layer after layer, constantly eroding and assimilating it. Its struggles grew weaker and weaker until it finally fell completely still.
Before long, a pitch-black figure slowly took shape before Du Mu. Crimson light roiled in his eyes, and he held a glaive formed from shadow.
Aside from being a little darker, he looked practically identical to the original Corvus Glaive.
Under the effects of Lord of Shadow Flow, Corvus Glaive went straight from enemy to ally, becoming an absolutely loyal shadow soldier under Du Mu's command, obeying him alone.
"What a wonderful social skill," Du Mu remarked. "I'll never have to worry about running out of friends again."
He then tested this shadow-soldier version of Corvus Glaive.
Although the shadow soldier was weaker than the original, he was still far stronger than ordinary shadow soldiers. He had inherited all of Corvus Glaive's combat techniques and experience.
Unfortunately, shadow soldiers could only inherit physical abilities, not other special powers.
Fortunately, Corvus Glaive also gained the immortality unique to shadow soldiers. As long as Du Mu supplied enough energy, he could rapidly reassemble himself from any injury and revive endlessly.
"Not bad, not bad. With this undying legion, I won't have to worry about getting mobbed in the name of justice."
Du Mu nodded in satisfaction.
"But why does it feel like my whole aesthetic is getting more and more twisted?"
He controlled fear power, hellfire, and dark tentacles, and now he had Lord of Shadow Flow as well.
No matter how he looked at it,