Bluemoon said softly, “You’ve seen my concealment ability. This is the origin array used to activate the stealth forcefield.”

“A genius idea.” Qianye couldn’t help but sigh in admiration. He had never seen an implantable origin array with such miraculous effects. As people who had dominated the mercenary world for hundreds of years, the Highbeards possessed their fair share of unique technology.

Qianye’s evaluation reminded Bluemoon of the past. Her body trembled ever so slightly as she said, “Not everyone can receive such an implant. The process is incredibly painful, and most people won’t live long afterward.”

This surprised Qianye. “How about you then?”

“It’s the same for me.”

Caroline cut in at this moment, “Highbeards will only undergo major modifications toward the end of their life, as a means to increase their fighting power. This kind of transformation apparently shortens their lives, otherwise, the Highbeards will be gods.”

Bluemoon said, “Divine champions rarely appear among us Highbeards. In order to preserve our way of life, all we can do is raise the fighting power of each tribesman and work in unison.”

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