In that brief moment, a thousand thoughts raced through his mind.
It would take a very long time to reach the heights of Death God Olanir by relying solely on his own efforts to grow stronger.
Since the clown could summon Abyssal Creatures at any time, it was better to kill and devour one each day. That was far better than just sitting around, waiting for the corrosive rewards from accumulating killing intent.
"Ghost."
"Adagua!"
The four origin sub-bodies lunged forward with mouths agape, not letting even a single drop of blood go to waste as they completely devoured the Mutated Altho Beast.
[You have used Soul-Devouring Magic to devour the origin of the Mutated Altho Beast. Your origin has been enhanced. Evaluation: An excessively nauseating scene. Special Reward: Origin +2.]
"Er..."
The clown stared intently at Wei'en. His eyes were deathly still and his face was calm, but his large red nose trembled slightly. It was impossible to know what he was thinking.
