It gave a spine-chilling visual impact.
Such a life, without mentioning combat strength, simply appearing in front of ordinary people would cause immense fear.
"Do you have a name?"
"Radina... my true name obtained at birth."
Lear nodded.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the attribute panel.
But found himself speechless, as it still showed that transformation was underway... no specific attributes.
"You have not completed your transformation?"
"My lord, the eyeball you bestowed contains another unique power, I need about a day to consume it."
The Flesh Butcher's words were fluid and normal, like communicating with a regular person.
Lear sensed this and directly asked.
"Did you gain knowledge inheritance?"
"Sovereign... I possess a vast memory of the Half-Fishman."
Only then did Lear understand.
The entity was formed from the flesh of Half-Fishmen, coupled with the nature of Divine Life beings, which cannot be judged by ordinary reasoning.
"Do you still require flesh?"
