章節 642: Unhappy Reunion, "Are you really my Brother?" (3)

Completely ignoring any reactions coming from inside the training room, Cynrik's entire focus was on Brance because the moment he pulled his brother into the Shadow Realm, the youngest Jetlensr lit up with a dazzling golden light as he directly entered his [Nephilim Mode].

Two sets of Mana construct wings burst from his shoulders and lower back as he broke free from Cynrik's Umbral Tendril and put distance between them.

"You…" Brance started to say with narrowed eyes as he frantically scanned Cynrik from head to toe with [Mana Sight], hoping to uncover if Cynrik was really a Corrupted Divine. 

"Sigh, ever the jumpy one, ain't you, Brancie?" Using his left palm, Cynrik rubbed his forehead to ease his antsy nerves. 

Due to the conflicting nature of Brance's HolyFire and his Umbra Affinity, the instant suppression Cynrik would feel upon looking at the Angelic-like form his little brother used gave him a splitting headache.