The transformation happened swiftly. An enormous daemon appeared before Cheng Mingrui, with purple skin, claws on its limbs, two rows of breasts, and features both male and female. Cheng Mingrui immediately realized he was facing a Keeper of Secrets.
"Hmph. You look much better like this," Cheng Mingrui mocked, utterly unconcerned.
"You deserve to die! I will savor your pain! I will torment your soul! I will make you howl through endless torture and savor every scrap of your despair!" With that, the Keeper of Secrets slashed down at Cheng Mingrui with a pair of claws sprouting from its back.
In this mental realm, wearing a human form, Cheng Mingrui naturally had neither a Big Mek's physique nor his full set of epic-grade Power Armour. That was probably what gave the Keeper of Secrets the confidence to attack.
As he dodged its slashing claws, Cheng Mingrui also discovered that his strength and reflexes had fallen drastically, nowhere near those of his superhuman Ork body in the real world.
He failed to evade the slash completely. A claw grazed his calf, instantly tearing it into a bloody mess. Pain far out of proportion to the injury shot straight from his calf into his skull.
"Fuck!" Cheng Mingrui swore. This was supposed to be a realm of consciousness, yet everything felt so real. If I die here, will my real body end up in a vegetative state?
The Keeper of Secrets laughed. Watching Cheng Mingrui roll on the ground, cold sweat pouring from his brow in agony, it said smugly, "I do not understand why my master values you so highly. You are merely a lucky mortal. Your mind is unworthy of such tremendous power. Offer everything you have to my master."
Cheng Mingrui shaped an AK out of mental energy, raised