As a Type 6 — Tier 1 disguise armament, Fake Skin operated within strict thresholds.
To see through it directly, a martial artist would need at least sixty-one star power and be face-to-face with Adam, applying focused perception. Alternatively, they would need a detection armament that outclassed it in tier and function.
Neither scenario was common.
A powerhouse exceeding sixty-one star power would be rarely seen in the mid regions since it was repulsive to them. And an armament superior to Fake Skin required resources and craftsmanship that only a handful of people in the alliance could achieve.
After this installation, she would have none left, since she had only ever created two.
Both forged carefully with the materials Remedy had painstakingly provided.
Ivy positioned the strip into the circular wound on Adam's neck.
The moment it made full contact, it activated.
A faint hiss escaped as it began releasing a reactive gas. The smell resembled burning skin.
