In a hushed tone, "Nors, take my blood and copy my element," then cut his hand and offered it to the Reptilian man standing beside him, concealed behind a building.
"Alright, Jora."
The Reptilian's dark green aura had to manifest first, enveloping his insides simultaneously. After that, drinking the blood and waiting for about ten seconds sufficed to transform his features into those of the brown-haired man standing before him, with meticulous precision.
"You have thirty minutes, right?"
"Yeah, I'm still a Level 3."
"Sigh…"
"I agree," Nors lowered his head in defeat.
The Reptilians' ability to transform was greatly influenced by their universal energy arts level. As Nors had agreed just a moment ago, at Level 3, the transformation lasted only for thirty minutes. However, the disparity between Level 3 and Level 4 was like heaven and hell, which was also a reason for his sigh of resignation.
