Cotton Jacket Guard

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical...
In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization.
Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them.
If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken;
This is a world where performance skills are paramount;
Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life...
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Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

"Born with it," Duge dismissed offhandedly.


Jannie's mouth twitched, clearly indicating she thought he was stealing her thunder.


"Hmph, no god can be born from The Wasteland." Kaska gave Duge a sidelong glance. He reached out, and as he made a grasping motion, Duge found himself lifted and suspended towards a gaping hole in the spaceship's hull caused by an earlier breach.


Watching Kaska's actions, Duge cracked a slight smile. A sphere of Dark God Power abruptly appeared, stopping the falling hatch in its tracks.


He manipulated the Dark God Power without needing to make any unnecessary movements.


The so-called snapping of fingers was only to let others know that he was the one behind it all. Kaska's telekinesis required gesturing, which clearly put Duge a notch above in terms of power utility.


604 The Clumsiest Way of Revenge