Bab 217: The mist of annihilation

The past week, Zick did not dare exert himself in the slightest. He did not let any kind of energy touch him either. 

After some experiments, Zick found that exposing himself to other sources of energy, or even using his higher form of energy slightly strengthened the frenzied energy within him. 

Thus, he could either use his body's strength or just let Arianell carry him. And that was just what he was doing. 

With alcohol in hand, Zick looked at the scenery that was passing by in the blink of an eye. To a normal person, the scene would appear blurred, because of their current speed. 

Arianell flew in a straight line, with enough speed to break sound barriers like a piece of paper. 

Taking another mouthful of the alcohol, Zick put it back into the space ring. 

'This is the last bottle that I have. I have yet to lose all my control to be intoxicated by it, so I can use it with restrictions.'