Capítulo 664: Precursor's Aura (1)

After another round of pain surging and guts puking, Ashton finally left the meeting room, where he had stayed unconscious for over two days. 

As if that wasn't enough, he struggled to get out of the room, but not because of any reason an average person could guess. He was way too fast, and just taking a step felt like teleporting all over the place. 

It was as if he had been granted the power of instantaneous movement, and the simplest actions had become absurdly complicated.

Soon, he realised that walking had become an impossibility. He needed assistance navigating this newfound power and knew exactly where to turn. Ashton attempted to summon one of his loyal undead minions to serve as a carrier.

"Atlas would be perfect for the job."