On the arena platform, Owen's heartbeat pounded like a war drum, and dense, viscous mana surged turbulently within him.
His body swelled slightly like a balloon, veins bulging all over.
Numerous black impurities and grime were expelled from his body under the impact of the raging mana, forming a foul-smelling black membrane on his skin.
The mana swirling around him burned like flames, quickly drying the black membrane, which then flaked off as black powder, revealing his refined, bronze-colored skin.
An unprecedented feeling of strength filled his entire body, making his eyes gleam and his breath sharp as arrows.
It felt as if a single thought could stir up a mana storm!
He felt like a sovereign ruler of the world.
It was only at this moment that Owen understood what "Supreme of All" truly meant!
The Godslayer Staff was indeed a divine artifact, the king of all staffs and weapons on the continent!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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