The Golden-armored Warrior vanished before his eyes in an instant. A few snowflakes drifted down from the sky. Qin Fen stared blankly upward as that whoosh stirred several strands of hair beside his ear. "It can do that too?"
Qin Fen slowly lowered his head. The Golden-armored Warrior seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. It had not seemed this outrageously overpowered before.
He silently did the calculations. Activating it now actually required five hundred Merit. "That seems to be two hundred more than before. And also..." Qin Fen noticed something: Divine Power was rapidly draining from his body.
Lighting a cigarette, Qin Fen picked his nose. "So that's how it is? Because of my official duty, I possess pure Divine Power. It isn't much, but its quality is high. No wonder it can absorb those talismans. The Golden-armored Warrior has changed power sources too, then—it no longer runs purely on Merit!"
Qin Fen took two steps in the direction the other had vanished and gently exhaled smoke. "There are pros and cons to this. It's good that the warrior's abilities have become stronger, and it's good that it consumes less Merit, but the burden on me has increased. And besides..."
Qin Fen really ought to put on some glasses and pretend to be Conan. "Besides, its duration has shortened, because the power I can supply is far less than what it consumes!"
A faint glimmer of golden light lit up the sky. Qin Fen's eyes abruptly turned violet-gold. "It's time to test my full-power state!"
He bent his legs and jumped, imitating the Golden-armored Warrior. Then—then he fucking landed at lightning speed. Qin Fen was a little dumbfounded. Looking around, he thought, Damn it, I hadn't moved an inch! This was nothing like he had imagined.
His face darkened.