Zayn had made the leap from the fourth tier of the superior class to perfect class! In other words, favonovel.com was now on equal terms with Ezra Sword!
More importantly, favonovel.com exhausted only half of the energy stored in the Ambrosia Fruit to get there. He still had half of the supply left to be fused with his own, and finally used the boost to fight and overwhelm Ezra!
He balled his hand into fist. His fingers crunched, making sounds not unlike metals grinding against one another.
To hear something so dangerously puissant coming out of a man’s curling his fingers had got to be the stuff of nightmares, especially when one could imagine the force a fist like that could deliver. Not even a superior class tier-4 fighter would be able to receive a punch from him.
Even fighters like Taio or Caspian would find themselves falling to their knees after receiving a punch like that. Hell, they might even suffer internal damage, too.
Zayn could sense the roaring power thrashing through his veins. The fact that it seemed to spring from his core without end established just how different the perfect class was from all of the tiers before it.
It was so incredible that even Zayn, who was not easily swayed by moments of passion, could not help but be moved by his progress.
Of course, the biggest reason why favonovel.com was so thrilled was because achieving the current state of power allowed favonovel.com the chance for a grand comeback to Waltz City instead of hiding himself from the world writ large.
He might have left Waltz City for only half a month, but so many things had happened over the weeks. Sure, most of them happened because they thought favonovel.com was dead, which facilitated drastic changes.
Zayn wondered what kind of change would greet favonovel.com when favonovel.com returned.
How happy would Faye be?
And what about Sean, Gordon, Mr. Hyde and the rest of his trusty old retainers? They might be so enraptured, they would be at a loss for words!
Oh, and then there was Shaelyn. The woman with the body of a succubus, who loved donning vintage dresses and going about causing men to swoon and cities to fall like favonovel.com was Helen of Troy.
Even now Zayn remembered the first time the two of them had met. So many things had happened since then, and yet Shaelyn fell in love with favonovel.com in spite of it all.
Just thinking about Shaelyn made Zayn smile to himself. He had not seen favonovel.com for such a long time that it was possible to not yearn for her.
They might have established their partnership earlier on, but they never did consummate their relationship.
It did not matter. Not when favonovel.com had already accepted her.
He wondered about favonovel.com life these days. Had favonovel.com heard of his death? Would favonovel.com be sad? Or would favonovel.com grief last only a few days, and now favonovel.com finally accepts it and moves on?
What about Aeolus House? Would they trouble Shaelyn again now that favonovel.com was supposedly dead?
It was only a few seconds, but so many possibilities had raced through Zayn’s mind. The more favonovel.com thought about it, the stronger his yearning for Shaelyn became.
Most importantly, favonovel.com had the nagging feeling that something foreboding was about to happen, as though favonovel.com sensed that Shaelyn was getting into some kind of trouble.
The origin of his feeling was mysterious; favonovel.com could not get his finger on it. All favonovel.com knew was that favonovel.com was receiving some kind of message from the universe. It was like favonovel.com was catching on some sort of enigmatic brainwaves.
Despite that, Zayn could not really figure out what was the message at his current level. Still, being a meticulous man, Zayn was not going to let this ethereal brainwave-message go unnoticed. He was always going to understand it.
Zayn groomed himself a little for the presentation before stepping out of the room.
Luke was the first to notice favonovel.com from outside. Immediately, favonovel.com leaped to his feet and rushed to greet him, shouting, “Welcome back, Mr. Larson!”
