“Is there any requirement based on race?”

Nick Fury asked seriously, he really needs humans to master more powerful power.

"Nick Fury, are you discriminating?"

Constantine raised his eyebrows and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

"No request."

Yin Na didn't pay attention to Constantine's sudden opening.

Nick Fury across from him suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe...

"Where's the time?"

Nick Fury asked again while thinking.

"It depends on the individual.

If it goes well, it might not even take a day."

Yin Na suddenly smiled.

She detected an interesting fluctuation in Nick Fury's soul.

"In other words, if it doesn't go well, the time will be unknown.

I have never liked this kind of idealistic power, because this kind of power almost means that it cannot be copied."

Nick Fury let out a long sigh.

He really feels like he can't breathe now...

Because the sky is starting to put pressure on Nick Fury.

And this kind of pressure is not small...

"For the sake of the group, sacrifice the individual.

And you're not even going to try to save it.

You probably won't be able to gain the power of the Nephalem like this.

After all, it doesn’t matter whether you are an old antique like me or a Mesozoic person like Bulkeso and others.

Or young people like Sonya and Li Min.

When the Nephalem face the crisis of mankind, they must at least try to save it.

It's probably impossible for you to get any nephalem power from us."
Chapter completed!