The Depravita of Envy opened his eyes a moment later, a broad grin spreading across his face as he surveyed his own body.
"Hahaha, astounding!" Fafnir exclaimed, letting out a burst of triumphant laughter. The abilities he had absorbed from the Legendary Angel were truly remarkable, far exceeding what he had gained from the Sage Vorometallicae's Ice Power.
Jormungandr and Ouroboros exchanged smiles as they witnessed the light-fire dragon's excitement. Although neither of them knew precisely what abilities Fafnir had awakened, they could sense the extraordinary potential of the liquid light now coursing through his body.
Its energy felt potent and stable—undoubtedly a substantial addition to Fafnir's overall combat strength. Still, neither Jormungandr nor Ouroboros made a fuss. Their attention quickly shifted to Vlad, who was in the midst of his delicate work.
