"Hehe… it no longer feels impossible," Simon thought about the seven year agreement he made with Aldebaran. The promise stated he would only be able to keep the Forest Spring spirits if he became a Demon Duke and subdued the Seven Kings within the time period of seven years.
He still had more than three years to keep his promise. The lofty agreement that he made with Aldebaran did not feel as supercilious anymore. Maybe he will become a Demon Duke even before the time limit was up.
Simon felt his blood boiling at this thought.
Vague crimson black mana, emanated out of Simon and was moulded into various shapes of weapons. He can control them as he wished and he could even turn them into a gaseous, solid or liquid state with just a will.
The ability to compress and synthesize mana, this was the transformation that narked that one had reached level 600.