Jack thought only those dirty condors and strange birds were prince Szell's allies because they were distorted monsters.
Jack had just come up with this idea when a golden light burst out from his body. It turned out that the power of the holy knight could guarantee that he would not be contaminated by prince Szell's power.
Jack suddenly realized that his pursuit of power was not to sink into his heart but to uphold justice.
Without justice in his heart, no matter how strong his strength was, it would only become a chess piece of the demon.
Jack sat on the top of the mountain meditating. After a long time, his legs had fallen into the soil.
In the past, there were many things he had done wrong. He was too stubborn, and he had killed many innocent lives. Of course, there were also damn people among them.
During the period of meditation, he assimilated all the power in his body and strengthened his copying talent.