This death will continue to spread, and the deceased followers will transform into skill level supplies for himself. This process needs to last for some time, after all, such a large number of followers, even if they self-destruct one by one, requires time.
Su Tu could clearly feel his heart and spirit enhancing at an exaggerated and terrifying speed.
Endless notifications popped up rapidly, even covering his vision. Su Tu could no longer clearly see just how exaggerated the numbers in the system notifications were, nor how outrageous the number of prompts was.
The only thing he could feel was that his existence was becoming increasingly 'real'.
At this moment, the confusion, the helplessness, the doubt about his identity, and the introspection of his true self that were hidden in the depth of his heart all disappeared without a trace.
He was indeed the 'Su Tu': the aggregation of 'myths' left behind in the Origin that his divine nature composed.
