One of the 12 Primordial Human Cities · ????
Some time, somewhere, at some moment?
A Chuan frowned at everything around him and instinctively tried to bring up the System Light Screen.
"Where exactly is this?"
He was standing in the middle of a street, with the streams of traffic on either side honking at him incessantly.
"Hey! Move! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"
A Chuan did not move. He remained where he was, the countless things that felt out of place leaving him inexplicably nauseated.
Seeing that he had not left, a bald man climbed out of an Off-Road Vehicle, cursing as he ran over.
"Are you standing here because you want to get run over? Get out of the way!"
A Chuan looked at him, then suddenly reached out and pressed a hand against the bald man's chest.
"You!"
"Shut up."
He swept a hand through his hair, and his entire demeanor changed in an instant.
"No... something's wrong..."
An inexplicable chill ran down the burly man's spine. By the time he came to his senses, A Chuan was gone.
Deep inside an alley.
A Chuan flexed his fists.
"Soul, body, will-all normal. Train System, unusable. Supernatural powers..."
Nine Ghost Spirit Cards appeared behind A Chuan.
"Unaffected, but... why is the Power Pendulum so strong?"
He clenched his fist and slammed a vicious punch into a nearby wall.
In an ordinary Level 12 World, that punch would have collapsed mountains and split the earth.
But here?
Cracks appeared in the wall.
It was not that his strength had diminished, because A Chuan could feel that he could still do everything he had been able to do before.
Rather, the instant he unleashed his strength, 99.99% of its power was transferred to other worlds.
A Power Pendulum