Lin Renmei and Lucifer could not help laughing.
Both women knew what ability Aries Palace had gained, but neither thought it was her place to tell anyone for him. They looked at him with smiles on their faces.
Aries Palace knew he could not hide it. "A really lousy ability," he said helplessly.
"Thunderously loud farts?" Nameless asked with a half-smile.
Aries Palace rolled his eyes at him. "Fireball Spell..."
"Pfft." Nameless burst out laughing.
As he laughed, he said in disbelief, "Someone really did get Fireball Spell? I thought that was a joke."
"My apologies for giving you something to laugh at," Aries Palace said, expressionless.
Aries Palace had never cared what ability he got. He had long since forged his own system, so one ability more or less made little difference.
But Fireball Spell... that was a bit insulting.
"I told him he shouldn't take the Myriad-Arts King Blood while you were dead, but he wouldn't listen. Now he's paid for it," Lin Renmei said with a laugh.
Nameless's luck was constant, and so strong that it often extended to the people around him. His friends generally had decent luck, unless they encountered something luck could not affect.
If Aries Palace had taken the Myriad-Arts King Blood while Nameless was alive, this certainly would not have been the result.
In the end, Aries Palace had only himself to blame. He had cared so little about gaining an ability or two that he had swallowed the bitter fruit himself.
In a forest region thousands of miles from the Great Snow Mountain.
Wang Zong swallowed a piece of liver whole. The veins across his body bulged at once, and his heart began pounding rapidly. Drops of black blood gathered inside it, gradually forming a smaller heart.
The next moment,