'Fuck all those control maniacs'
Noah cursed in his mind as he walked alongside the river.
As he arrived in front of his accommodation, he strongly knocked on the door.
"Ivor! We are moving."
Ivor didn't take much to come out of the small house and was a bit surprised to find Noah in that bloody state.
"Was he that strong?"
Noah snorted and directly turned toward the source of the river.
"No, they just delayed my victory to see if I revealed more of my power."
Ivor understood immediately why they did something like that.
"Did you do it?"
Noah snorted again but didn't answer.
He focused on his body and his bones emitted a soft cold aura.
As he walked, his many wounds began to heal and new skin was created under his burned flesh.
"Did you make another breakthrough?"
Ivor noticed the speed at which his body recovered and was quite surprised.
"I entered the upper tier of the third rank of the body a while ago, just these superficial injuries are nothing."
