The Raven Armor disappeared. A huge cloud of white smoke evaporated from the white swordsman.
He chugged down two more Healing Potions and two more Mana Potions, calming his symptoms down.
"Can you keep going?" Zeneros's blade said.
"I can." Zeneros grabbed the blade and continued onward.
Metabolism Manipulation healed his previous damages, both internally and externally. The Healing and Mana Potions were absorbed entirely into his blood stream and were used efficiently by his body.
The white swordsman climbed the empty Golden Tower of the Holy City.
He got to the top where Belina was waiting for him. Her entire body was gold and it shimmered in the knight.
At the top of the tower was a giant golden sphere that constantly produced more Aether. Faith, fear, all kind of beliefs flowed from everywhere around the world toward the sphere.
"So... This is the beginning of everything." Zeneros said.
Belina shrugged. "We wasted many years to create it."
