'It's like instinct, being able to use these powers so skillfully.'
"It's just... I was a step too late." Mao Chuan said, his voice tinged with regret as he gazed at Zhu He's head, now reduced to ash.
He hadn't even taken a fighter jet to get here. Instead, he had used the power from the Divine Power Fruit, arriving via a method akin to spatial teleportation.
The moment he entered combat, his body's instincts took over. The combat experience, life histories, and even the abilities of every Super Warrior from humanity's war against the Dark Evil God surfaced within him.
His mind told him he didn't know how to do any of this, but his body had already reacted.
Qi Suian had told him this was a normal physical reaction.
After all, the Divine Power Fruit had once used the ancient civilization as its sustenance.
So, in theory, everything from that ancient civilization was contained within the fruit.
