Back in the castle's underground, the five people sitting at the table trembled as their bodies began to expel a thick layer of filth. The prime force improved their foundation, eliminating any illness or disability, and nurtured their consciousnesses.
A dark purple crystal appeared in each of their foreheads as their auras skyrocketed and overcame the limits of Rank 0 life forms.
For someone like Myriad, a Rank 7 life form who controlled that dark purple lightning-fire prime force, Rank 1 was nothing. If he was willing to overexert himself, he could push them to Rank 6.
He did not do that for two reasons. The goal was that these people help him gain raw forces, not drain them, and the other was that he did not trust them.
Jork was shocked by the sudden events and did not understand what was happening. He could not see the karma threads, and there was no way a mortal could feel Myriad's aura.
