The blue glow illuminated Bologue's cheeks, adding a touch of mystery and coldness to his aura; Bologue could feel an unprecedented strength within himself.
The Ethereal Realm and astronauts occupied so much of Bologue's thoughts that he almost forgot he had reached this point.
Clad in a Red Robe, a Negative Bishop.
In this third year, Bologue became a Negative Power User, positioned at the third tier of the Extraordinary Ladder, crossing the watershed barrier.
Pure ether flowed silently, the power of command raced along Bologue's veins, the yet-to-be-formed Alchemy Matrix awaited Bologue's weaving, growing and extending into the form he envisioned.
The Secret Energy was not yet fully renewed, but Bologue could sense the anomaly in his body—his sense of power was far more abundant than before, his senses extraordinarily acute, especially his affinity with ether.
