Creed's eyes burned with pure greed as he stared at the floating silver wisp on stage.
His heart pounded in his chest, his fingers curled into the armrests of his chair as if he were trying to physically restrain himself from jumping up and grabbing it himself.
This… was perfect.
Beyond perfect! This was destiny!
Since the moment he reincarnated into this world, since the first day he decided on a path, he had chosen the Path of the Weaponmaster.
And as a Weaponmaster, his combat power was directly linked to how deeply he understood and connected with his weapon.
But a Spear Domain?
That was next level.
Owning a Spear Spirit would make his combat power skyrocket to terrifying heights, taking him from well above average to being able to contend with Tier 2 geniuses of the same stage!
The boost in battle would be insane, turning him into a walking nightmare for anyone who dared to fight him.
There was just one tiny, very obvious problem.
