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In the room.
Wu Heng closed his eyes, attempting to examine himself.
Unlike viewing a panel, examining oneself could even sense changes within the body.
Since becoming a hero, the 'fragmented light' peeled from the universe, like a stream trickling through the mountains, slowly flows through his entire body.
Once flowed through every part of the body, it converged in the realm of his consciousness, the place where the Mage gathers his strength, filled with dense Necromantic Power.
The fragmented light, like a river, slowly merged in.
Enveloped with his own Necromantic Power, the calm Necromantic Power, diffused with sprinkles of fragmented light, formed a new strength.
In Wu Heng's internal vision, he watched the realm of consciousness like a calm lake surface, stable and tranquil.
Fused with the Qi of heaven and earth.
Is this what being a hero feels like?
Wu Heng opened his eyes with a smile on his face.
