Meanwhile, Lin Xiong, who remained unconscious, was undergoing a wondrous transformation. His actual power had only just reached a fifty percent Divine Coverage Rate, and he had only attained the rank of the ninth among the Nine Martial Kings due to certain fortuitous encounters. In truth, the martial group ranked ninth among the Nine Martial Kings had always been known by another name: the reserve Nine Martial Kings. In other words, the ninth Martial King had not actually comprehended a Mental Aspect, but merely possessed a fifty percent Divine Coverage Rate—what was known as a False Mental Aspect.
Yet, after that previous battle, caught between life and death, Lin Xiong had truly cast aside all thoughts of survival. The eighth-ranked Martial King had violated his deepest taboos; inside the Red Queen Base, he had witnessed numerous orphans being subjected to all sorts of cruel human experiments. He thought of his own past, of his sworn brothers, and in that moment, he abandoned all his former meticulous calculations, all his cautiousness, and all his obsession with absolute safety. At that exact moment, he genuinely intended to drag that person down with him into mutual destruction.
As the saying goes, only by placing oneself in a position of certain death can one find a way to live. More than ninety years had passed since Hao Qi washed his marrow and renewed his tendons. During this period, Lin Xiong had experienced immense fortunes and miraculous encounters, even acquiri…
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