"Eh? What's going on here?"
Chaichai picked up Li Ang's hand, looked at the reindeer skull-shaped mark on the back of his hand, and asked, "Why did it change shape?"
"Custom design, something unique."
Li Ang succinctly replied, took back the synthetic skin, covered the new Divine Mark, and casually snapped his fingers.
Snap.
Countless vines and flowers burst from the wooden chair under him, automatically weaving into a soft recliner shape.
The efficiency of using Divine Power has improved, ten points of Divine Power can now achieve what previously took fifteen or even twenty points.
Li Ang gently pinched the petals and leaves, feeling calm and serene inside.
If he accumulates five thousand points of Divine Power and completely lifts the restrictions, to what extent would his personal combat power soar?
Perhaps even Michael wouldn't be an unattainable existence anymore...
"Oh, right, there's the matter of the bet as well."
