Ganis was exhilarated. The most primal, direct kind of power required no thought at all, and it truly brought a different kind of joy.
After flying for a while, he was no longer satisfied with simply soaring through the air.
He drew upon the power within the wings on his back, and scorching energy surged within them.
His speed increased sharply once more, and he could feel that he possessed even more abilities.
The sudden surge of power made him itch to show it off, and he slapped at a nearby pointed roof.
Boom! The composite-material roof was sent flying.
Even Ganis was stunned. This power—wasn't this mechanical?
The Colossus people were naturally inclined toward tall, large builds. With wings growing from his back, Ganis looked even more imposing.
Scenes from the past kept replaying before his eyes. Ganis's emotions were complicated now, and the scales in his heart had completely tipped.
Clearly, this was power the Colossus Civilization could never give him. The identity of a bloodline-theory supporter, once treated as a political bargaining chip, now outweighed politics itself.
Only years of ingrained habits kept him from immediately switching sides, but his attitude had begun to change.
Now, he felt that since gods truly existed, some stubborn old notions were no longer appropriate.
So, after glancing at the government personnel making gestures at him, he turned and returned to the church.
After gaining Transcendent Power, his senses were no longer what they had once been.
He could sense vague Transcendent Power stirring within every knight around him.
They felt like volcanoes, capable of erupting at any moment.
"Congratulations. You have received the Lord's gift. I hope you remain devout. Otherwise... what you have gained may also be lost. What you possess is not eternal."
Michel's words were not exactly