With his eyes closed, he should not have been able to see his surroundings, so how had he been able to know that there were clouds above his head, and they were converging into each other at the moment, forming an epicentre which was now pierced by the mana pillar that had been shot out from his body?
The questions began to pile up, with no answers to them whatsoever.
The mana in the surroundings was being absorbed into Noah's body at a tremendous pace, and the speed of its absorption was only increasing with every passing moment.
It was like... the mana was meant to be absorbed by him.
The thought occurred to Noah out of nowhere, and even he couldn't believe the ridiculousness behind it.
The world's mana was owned by the world itself, and no one had the right to declare it as their possession.
Even after becoming an Immortal or a Sovereign... no one could command the world's mana without helping the world in return.
