“You’re not a ravenous devourer, and you don’t have a mother-body to borrow power from. If you create a blood-and-flesh fortress, you’ll be relying entirely on the brain core itself. The dregs of divine energy inside it are pitifully small… Hm, you’ll probably only be able to activate it once, and it will probably only last for four hours at most. Also, the fortress you’ll be able to create will be much smaller. It definitely won’t be anything as sprawling and complex as the Red Peak Mine underground palace,” said the Red General. “You can treat it as a magical artifact. If you can lure enemies into battle within it, you’ll gain a substantial advantage. As for exactly how to use it, you’ll have to figure that out yourself when the time comes.”0

It’s only got a pitifully small amount of divine energy, and it can still generate an entire blood-and-flesh fortress out of nothing?0

He Lingchuan felt that the Red General’s definition of “pitifully small” did not match his in the slightest. Then again, she was actually the God Mitian. From that vantage point, perhaps this really was just mere crumbs to her.0

Still, holding the ravenous devourer’s brain core in his hand, he suddenly felt that all the suffering of the past few hours had not been in vain.0

But when he remembered what it had cost to obtain this thing, his smile fad...0