This world, centered on the corpse of a demon, was slowly twisting and rotating, fading and vanishing into the middle.
It was like riding on a merry-go-round... which gave Gourmet Wind Goose, who suffered from severe motion sickness, a strong wave of nausea. He felt every pore oozing out large amounts of black sludge, heard the crackling sound of flames in his ears, and behind him seemed to be a salivating giant breathing heavily.
But as his consciousness gradually became clear, all these strange phenomena disappeared.
He stood in the void, in front of him the demon's corpse burning with raging flames.
Two solitary prompts emerged:
[Ascension ritual completed]
[Rank promotion in progress——]
As the corpse of the demon was completely consumed by the flames, three orbs shining with bright red light were born from the ashes.
When they rose to a level height with Gourmet Wind Goose's gaze, the crimson brilliance suddenly intensified.
