Han Sen wondered if Sacred Leader had played a joke on them. They were surrounded by so many deified xenogeneics, and Han Sen had just recently become a Duke. Not even the deified elites that Han Sen knew would have stood a chance against all the powerful xenogeneics that had gathered.
"It's a trap!" Han Sen couldn't think of any way he could fight off the amount of power that had been arrayed against him.
Even if he refined thirteen deified blood pulses, he would only gain their blood pulse abilities. His own level wouldn't ascend to deified status, and he would still most likely be killed.
On top of that, he didn't have the time to refine another twelve deified blood pulses.
