How much more desperate must those ancient beings feel, having been trapped at the same bottleneck for centuries?
Even if it weren't always a comprehension treasure and was simply a consistent Epic Grade item, Michael was sure that alone would be enough to cause a bloodbath. After all, one could never have enough Epic Grade items.
Michael tightened his grip around the incense. The purple glow reflected in his eyes as he pushed his speed higher.
Unfortunately, only ten minutes later, Michael could already see the figures chasing him with his own eyes.
Knowing he couldn't run aimlessly, lest more peak Rank Four awakeners join the pursuit out of curiosity or knowledge of what he carried, he had circled back near his previous locations more than once. He was fairly sure the awakeners he had passed by were long accustomed to it by now.
However, though he hadn't given much thought to who exactly was chasing him, he was genuinely shocked when he finally made out their appearances.
