This was his bottom line.
Just as he had once carried Erica's bones across thousands of miles of ocean, tonight he would not stand idly by and watch Atbolde die.
Colin silently clenched his fist.
Emerald-golden Fighting Aura surged in his lower abdomen.
After advancing to a First Rank Wizard and undergoing a complete bodily transformation, he could no longer estimate how many times stronger the current Bronze Fighting Aura was compared to his old Great Knight days.
All he knew was that he was much stronger than before.
His Blood Qi Armor, which had previously not even matched a Zeroth Rank Defensive Witchcraft, now almost possessed half the strength of a Steel Temperature Resistance Field.
His Strong Life Talent had broken limits once again, with the Knight Aura imposing powerful debuffs on enemies without any expenditure...
Of course, he still wasn't completely sure in his heart.
