The burden was not heavy.
It was merely similar to the energy consumption of maintaining a Mechanical Descent construct's consciousness.
Considering the current situation, he did not immediately have his cousin completely extract this mutant part; instead, he gathered them at his chest, revealing the dark emblem of Evil Foolish.
Apart from that, there was no change at all.
No extra eyes appeared, nor was there any pain or suffering.
Even by Ji Jue's physical perception, if it were not for Non-attack's blockade, this infection's transformation would have likely been less than one-tenth of what the Dragon Blood had once caused.
Now, he finally understood why his old teacher had once desperately wanted to gouge his own eyes out... Dragon Blood was really something incredible, Lawrence's life's work and crystallization of research, and it just turned into a small motorcycle for him.
Which craftsman could see this and not vomit blood for three liters?
