"Believe in me, accept it! Survive! Protect!" David's thoughts coalesced into an invisible wave, rapidly spreading through the mental link to Hill and all the surviving knights who were not yet corrupted, who had endured the baptism of the holy flame, and whose hearts were indomitable.
In an instant, mysterious runes appeared in their soul cores like stars.
Each rune seemed to carry fragments of information that penetrated physical and will limits, deftly merging the divine power contained within the Chaos Core with the ancestral ancient Bloodline Meditation Method.
Hill was suddenly seized by intense pain throughout his body, cold sweat streaming from his forehead, his skin feeling both burned by flames and frozen by ice.
The once fiery and pulsating life force and fighting qi merged and transformed in an unprecedented manner, akin to the agonizing yet inevitable forging and tempering of steel in a searing blaze.
