Chapitre 75: Humiliation

"ARGHHH!"

Ryhel's screams of pain only echoed within his own mind as he still wasn't allowed to speak.

He snapped and suddenly, from his robes, a sphere like artefact appeared before him.

In an instant, the artefact liquified and fused into him, morphing into a beautiful armor of silver and black.

Ryhel's hair became a mane of flames and his aura a swirling abyss of scarlet lightning as his bloodshot pupils locked Adonis, his killing intent soaring through the roof.

'Interesting. Nadia, are artefacts that common?'

[Relatively speaking, yes. Most talented youths would be gifted artefacts by their families or masters and that's not even counting the things they may obtain during expeditions through ancient ruins and such.]

'I see. Can you analyse the thing he just used or would that be too much work?'

Ryhel shot at Adonis, his palms coated in terrifying lightning as he thrust it forth.