Chapitre 230: Lancelot

Glory be my life!

The moment the old monk straightened himself, he no longer had the appearance of an old man!

The candlelight from the candle by his feet swayed and suddenly flared out! It was as though a mass of brilliance had covered the monk’s body, causing his stature to swell up rapidly!

The originally withered fingers, arms and flesh magically filled up; and his hunched body became tall, mighty and imposing.

His wide shoulders appeared capable of lifting up an entire mountain!

The formerly old monk extended his hand and, with a seemingly gentle gesture, ripped out the worn monk robes that he was wearing. Doing so exposed his mighty and imposing upper body, muscles brimming with vigour and strength, exuding the clear attractiveness of maleness in every aspect.

He looked like a statue of Hercules of ancient Greece!

Next, something even more magical occurred!

The man waved his left hand…