บท 1157: The Perfect Tool

The boy felt his soul being rapidly stitched together and then strengthened, the intense flow of power being pumped into his body sent him into the air, and the golden radiance he radiated began to awaken all the Blood blessed from their state of slumber, filling them with endless energy.

Their nearly mummified body was filled with golden radiance and those at the threshold of the next level broke through, and the overall power levels of their entire society took another step forward.

A moment before they had been aware that if they failed, none of them would be rising again, to see their bright golden sun once more meant that they had succeeded. The catastrophe had been broken, and they would live and prosper…