"Mr. Osse, did you use the same strength to punch me earlier?"
Unable to suppress the excitement in his heart, Molmo hurriedly asked.
Osse nodded and grabbed a white towel from the side to wipe his hands.
"Not exactly. I've only used half of the strength that I applied on you to shatter this rock."
"You should realize how your body has changed, right?"
Osse looked at Molmo.
Molmo was initially very excited, but in the next second, he suddenly looked down at his hands.
'Wait... I don't recall that skeleton leaving my body!'
"Mr. Osse, that skeleton..."
"I suggest you to call him the Devil."
Osse said faintly.
"Your hatred for the dragon has given birth to a Devil Seed."
"Should you die while this Devil Seed exists within you, there is a high likelihood that your corpse will morph into a Devil-like existence."
"Now that you have been possessed by a Devil, this will be both a benefit and a disadvantage."
