It was as if a thousand thunders roared in his ears, as if a thousand bolts of lightning split the heavens.
Ian stepped forward with his sword, entering a piece of darkness filled with light, floating in a mix of intoxication and fervor.
The intoxication stemmed from the brain, the fervor came from the body. The world in the young man's eyes had completely turned into a sea of mist aglow with brilliance. Yet, the deeper he went, the more it seemed like stepping into an endless abyss.
——Is this a feeling I've never experienced before?
At this moment, Ian felt the shackles of his thoughts slowly shattering. Things he had never pondered or considered before were emerging in his mind. The strong stimulation and toxins from the Sumo Liquor Tree's fruit were seeping into his blood through the mucous membranes, then transmitted to the brain, forcibly unlocking one physical restraint and mental chain after another.
