Xun Long, Xu Tiecheng, and Black Storm were among them.
At this moment, all three were clad in their trump card equipment, clearly aware that the Defective Attribute had disappeared.
Thinking of their experiences, their eyes darkened with gloom, and wisps of Resentment occasionally flickered above their heads.
Resentment +1000!
Resentment +1000!
Resentment +1000!
...
Looking at those pitiful figures, Yi Zheng found he was somewhat missing the Deceptive Beast.
Thinking of the Deceptive Beast, Yi Zheng slapped his thigh, realizing why he felt a sense of familiarity the first time he saw "I am God."
This guy was just a fake, and as a dealer in counterfeits, he naturally had a sense for them.
"Hmph!" "I am God" snorted coldly, causing everyone to tremble and tear their gaze away from Yi Zheng towards "I am God."