Using his 4,680 agility to the fullest, Michael moved faster than any of the nearby Higher aliens could hope to perceive. Even if the effect lasted for only one second, the fact remained that now he was able to rival Victoria's speed.
If the word got around that a person was able to match the agility of someone with more than 2 realms of difference, it would be called a fairy tale since no such person had ever existed in history.
In normal circumstances, Michael would have had his brain fried from going so fast, but with the assistance of the Epic technique Perfect Vision, he had no such problem.
'I can only imagine how powerful I will get once I complete the so-called impossible mission and be awarded a Mythic cybernetic.' He mused.
'But first I have to get rid of the ones following my tail.' Once Michael judged that he had created enough distance between himself and the Elites, he turned backward to observe their position.
