บท 1272: The Difference of Those Who Walk the Path

At the same time as the white sheet keep coming closer and closer, Azief also felt the energy from the surface of the white sheet trying to suppress him. 

But he is floating there, his hair wildly fluttering around, his red eyes defiant and his heart, fearless.

His body is now forcefully plundering the world energy. 

He is devouring it, eating it, cutting the Origin Energy so that it could easily enter his body. 

And Azief felt something weird as he keeps doing this. 

He felt that his ethereal body, his body that is made from energy become solid. Like it is once again creating a physical body.

It is hard for him to believe it but he could feel it. His energy is becoming solid. 

'An energy made solid' he thought to himself and his eyes shines dangerously. 

He thought of the conversation he has with the Creator and he thought to himself about all of the things he had seen. 

He knows of Alsurt.