The same sensation he had overlooked in his rage earlier that day resurfaced, filling his body with a sensation of boundless power.
He clenched and unclenched his fists, feeling the changes in shock as his eyes sparkled in delight.
Excited and stifling the roar threatening to escape his lips, he summoned his interface to have a numerical value on his new strength.
Vitality: 79 (+35)
Strength: 79 (+23) (+35)
Agility: 79 (+32) (+35)
"So much?!"
Despite Luna's earlier explanation, he believed demonic essence would provide a slight boost, not add itself to his other stats!
'Does it mean Baal, who has millions, or even billions of units, has a billion points in all three stats?!'
His powerful body deflated at the ridiculous idea, and an uncontrollable chill ran down his spine. How powerful would the demon kings who forsook a part of their sanity for power be?
