Gu Zhen Ren

People are different.

The more superior the bloodline, the easier it is to control power. Ordinary people without supernatural bloodlines can only occupy the bottom
rungs of society, unable to achieve anything even if they try their best.

Humans are different from other races.

Humans aren't as good at magic and archery as elves. They aren't as good at casting metal and brewing alcohol as dwarves. They don't have the physique of
orcs, and they don't have the freedom of merpeople underwater.

However, if humans had a blood core, everything was possible.

Human: "Oh my god, what a noble bloodline. You are the glory of mankind!"

Elf: "I've never seen a magic genius like you."

Dwarf: "No matter what kind of casting, it is easy for you."

Orc: "You are the pride of us orcs. You are the most talented warrior in a millennium. You should be the Emperor of the Orcs!"

Merpeople: "Son of God! Boohoo, the Son of God has arrived!"

Henyee Translations

Infinite Bloodcore

Henyee

Zong Ge and the knight youth had been lurking aboard the Grey Rat all along, patiently waiting for the right moment to strike.


"Goddamn ambush!" Rou Cang's eyebrows inverted in surprise as he was hit by the unexpected attack.


His Golden Fighting Spirit burst forth, halting his charging body mid-air, the momentum of his elephantine assault abruptly stopping.


Zong Ge and the knight youth's attack could not reach from afar, only the grey Combat Skill, Gray Mist Wave, rushed towards him.


But the normally dense gray mist couldn't obscure Rou Cang's colossal frame.


However, as the gray mist began to corrode Rou Cang's body, the Golden Level powerhouse shouted fiercely, unleashing the Combat Skill—Meat Sea Waves!


His body's fatty layers rolled tumultuously, rising and falling like tidal waves.


After brewing for three seconds, his whole body suddenly shook violently, sending a powerful vibration from inside out in all directions, with him at the center.


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