Ethan felt his throat tighten.
Six distinct energy attributes—coexisting in a single being?
Even two or three dominant attributes were enough to give a seasoned warrior a migraine.
But this…
The system's final assessment settled at the bottom of the glowing screen:
[Power Rating: Tier 28]
For a moment, Ethan forgot how to breathe.
Tier 28.
That number alone was enough to plunge an entire nation into despair.
He knew exactly what it meant:
—With that level of power, even a passing whim from this creature could wipe Emerald Castle off the map.
And then—
The cocoon of energy surrounding the area began to shift.
First, a faint tremor. Then, like an egg cracking from within, it split open.
A towering figure emerged from the rift, rising slowly into view.
He had no muscles, no flesh in the traditional sense.
His entire body seemed forged from some semi-fluid, semi-divine substance—gleaming like liquid metal, yet carrying the cold, ancient weight of a forgotten idol.
