He shook his head once.
"Those are all good… but not enough."
What he needed wasn't just strength.
He needed something that could shift the fight instantly.
His gaze returned to one skill.
Corpse Explosion.
A faint smile formed on his lips.
"…Yeah."
On a battlefield, corpses were everywhere.
Everything could become a weapon.
"That's the one."
Without hesitation, he made his choice.
The moment he confirmed it, a faint surge of energy passed through him. The knowledge settled into his mind instantly, like it had always been there.
Aiden exhaled slowly, adjusting to it.
"…I see."
He could already feel the limits.
With his current mana.
"…About a hundred normal corpses," he murmured.
That was the safe range. Push beyond that, and his mana would drain too fast.
Then he considered something else.
"…And stronger bodies…"
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"If it's a Body Tempering practitioner…"
He let out a quiet breath.
"…Five. Maybe."
Not many.
