Order...
Kallen lowered his head and looked down into the black abyss below.
He had a feeling that a true secret lay buried in this abyss, very possibly connected to why the gods had not appeared since the beginning of this epoch.
This feeling was so strong that even Kallen himself found it inconceivable.
At that moment, as Kallen lay on the bed in his bedroom, the golden mark on the back of his hand began to appear.
In the dream, Kallen also sensed a burning heat on the back of his hand.
He knew that he was having this dream because he had "seen" the War Scythe, a top-tier, undamaged divine artifact.
Gods could not be looked upon directly.
Once you witnessed it and established some kind of relationship with it, even if it had no interest in you, it would inevitably leave a trace on you.
This phenomenon went beyond psychological suggestion; "branding" was actually a more fitting description.
Something had simply gone wrong in his case. For anyone else, it would have meant nothing more than a period of nightmares about being killed by the War Scythe, but the various peculiarities of his own circumstances would bring about new changes.
The simplest example was his body. Having been modified by Raniedal, it had a connection to a "god," and naturally allowed him to see more.
Kallen lifted his foot. He wanted to step into the black abyss before him and try to pursue the truth behind the secret.
This state of mind was like that of a gambler watching the cards about to be revealed, his mind having already lost all concept of winning or losing, seeking only release.
But just as his foot was about to come down, it stopped.
Kallen gritted his teeth. The cautious