Chương 285: 285)Alfheim

The 10th dungeon was a key event for Night. It marked the moment he deviated the most. While previously he may have shown rage and hatred, the situations were far more drastic and serious. What just happened was a mere loss of control, a miscalculation that set off a chain of thoughts.

He had a better understanding of Infinity. Although that grasp was swayed by the words 'restricted' next to the skill. However, he now understood that as his aura currently existed, it was infinity only in name sake, its colour and vague essence resonated with the idea of something as vague as Infinity, however, that was it. The concepts of Infinity were simply missing, he had no ability to control space or time, a 'mere' three elements as he would put it.

Was this what he was meant to do? Was his journey to understand the elements and grow his aura. In a sense true to his original class, Grandmaster, it would be the most foundational move. 

'Where would I even begin…..'