Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

Duge snorted, "So, for your own sake, you forcefully brought me back from Earth."

"Don’t be angry, Duge. I used you, but you also benefited, didn’t you?" Cangjie’s Heart said with a smile, "Now, in your body, there are two thousand three hundred and fifty-three Skills. Even without the keywords to aid growth, you are invincible in this Universe.

With my suppression gone, you can use all of your Skills here. Not even the combined forces of the people of the Pan Universe civilization could stand against you. You are free to enslave them, to return their oppression upon them, to command the winds and the rains, to take and ask for whatever you desire. Isn’t that better than being an ordinary person on Earth?

Moreover, I’ve left all your old friends in the simulation. You can go in and catch up with them at any time, or you could reload your neural system and use projections to bring them back to life..."

With these words,

the people of the Pan Universe civilization were excited.

But soon, they felt the pressure emanating from Duge growing stronger. He still stood there, yet he gave off the impression of an insurmountable mountain, as if lifting a hand against him would be a sin of its own.

The thought of rebellion had only just emerged when they suppressed it, including the Speaker of the Council. Everyone’s face turned ugly in an instant. Indeed, once the neural system was gone, the suppression over the Skills vanished.

Duge glanced at them and returned his gaze to the ongoing footage, where the body occupied by Cangjie’s Heart was beating up the Regent, mocking the Regent’s stupidity while seemingly releasing all the repression accumulated over the years.

Duge looked away, "Never thought about what you would do if I died?"