บท 1909: 1909. Teleport

Noah glanced at his companions in the distance as his mental waves shattered the storms around him and made their energy converge toward his body.

The drawbacks of the cursed sword didn't increase since his new power came from the destruction in his existence, so they had only managed to open a few injuries. Most wounds on his torso came from the explosion of the gales, which his slashes had to weaken after triggering the black lines on their structure. Yet, he had still suffered enough damage to require energy to heal.

King Elbas and the others heaved helpless sighs, shook their heads, or laughed at the sight of Noah's broad smile. Injuries filled his torso, some of his internal organs were even in the open, but he appeared ecstatic. His companions didn't even need to wonder about the source of that feeling. They knew Noah well enough to understand that he was happy about his incredible battle prowess.