"Huh… this…?" Staring at the deluge of notifications before him, Ulric's eyelids fluttered rapidly before he broke into another fit of unrestrained laughter.
It was unbelievable. Merely dipping a finger into the Demonic Refining Pool had strengthened him this much.
Pausing for a moment, Ulric took in a sharp breath as he slowly calmed himself, clarity settling back into his eyes.
Ever since he had acquired his Demonic Asura's physique, he had yet to make any major advancements.
The sole reason his physique was as strong as it was, was because of the hellish training he had put it through and the endless refinement he had undergone.
The corruption points required to evolve it were simply too absurd. Besides, he had been a little hesitant.
With the records he had read back in Tempest, combined with the information Alaric had bestowed upon him, it was apparent that humans and Demons were ancient enemies.
