The father was administering treatment.
He made an unexpected discovery: the vortex manifested on Han Dong in a unique form, unlike anything he had seen in the other initiates he had overseen.
The vortex had been imprinted across Han Dong's torso in the form of markings.
Unlike the other initiates, no limbs or organs had undergone visibly apparent distortions... they often took on highly spiralized forms.
"Your vortex seems somewhat unique. What kind of trait has it bestowed upon you?"
"Adaptation.
Unlike the other initiates, I don't seem able to apply the vortex's traits to attacks or magic.
Instead, it grants me powerful adaptability, allowing my body to wield multiple abilities at once.
When I obtained the vortex's power, the mixed system of abilities I had learned before also separated on its own, letting me alter my style according to different battles."
Han Dong fabricated his lie on the foundation of truth, while presenting himself as devout and respectful. The chances of being exposed were extremely low.
Moreover, because Han Dong had killed a Saint-tier Lifeform here, Father Leisos already had a favorable impression of him. Hearing such a reasonable explanation, he felt no suspicion.
"Embracing all things—it does indeed fit the essential nature of a 'vortex.'
Come with me..."
Not only had his lie gone undetected, but Han Dong even felt as though he had been chosen.
"Where are we going, Great One?"
"You killed a craftsman from a Saint-tier World head-on, so you have met the standards for the second stage—the selection.
I will take you directly to the venue for the third stage of selection and assign you to a suitable team with my elite subordinates.
The rules here were not decided entirely by me, so I cannot let you touch the miracle directly.
I hope you