Arakana, the seventh Demon King of the Land of Fire, Lilith, the eighth, and Alice XX, the tenth, had all been wiped out.
The first Hero of Magic had fallen in battle.
The Dark Elf, a senior officer under the second Demon King, had been drained into a shriveled husk.
Glasya-Labolas, the twenty-fifth strongest being in the Demon God Realm, had been kicked to death like a stray dog by the roadside.
Ravaged by several demigods, Luka City had become a devastated expanse of rubble. The Monster let out a roar that shook heaven and earth, as though asking, "Who else?"
So satisfying. This was the ultimate humiliation I wanted to see!
I told you to calm down and stop starting wars, and you acted like I was out to hurt you. Behaving yourselves now, aren't you?
Chen Feng casually switched off the Magic Projection and made a show of dusting himself off. "The battle's over. As the protagonist, I should get ready for my entrance."
The Staff Hero shuddered in fright. "We're fighting the Monster? Seriously?"
Of course we weren't.
Through observation, Chen Feng had already identified the weaknesses of the Monster, the Formless Demon.
First, it had no intelligence. It only evolved in response to outside influences, goodwill, or hostility. Leave it alone, and it would attack no one.
Second, it could only use single-entity rank skills, such as the World Item, the Shepherd and Cattleherd Gloves, once. As for multiversal rank skills above the single-entity level, such as Xia Mei's Multiverse Reversal, it could not copy them perfectly and still needed to submit an application.
Lastly, and most importantly—
Watching the Monster grow eyes that displaced the thorns on its body, Chen Feng analyzed, "Look. When the Monster gains a new ability, it replaces an old one."