Sylas looked down at him and could feel why immediately. It wasn't just the look of the armor. There were plenty of odd abilities in this world. Even when he fused with the Basilisk King they didn't stare at him this hard.
It was his aura.
There was a dense and suffocating aura around him. The poison mist that had hung in the air was even swirling around him as though it wanted to be closer to him than it already was.
In fact, Sylas could sense the armor swallowing up the poison, using it to slowly grow stronger. If it had been injured or damaged in battle, he could even feel that this poison would have helped the armor to heal itself.
Sylas bet that when he mastered the third layer, even his own body could use this method to heal itself.
This Rune Inheritance was truly worthy of being the Legacy of a powerful organization. So the question was…
How had it ended up on Earth?
