Flicking his wrist, a Red Origin Stone appeared in the palm of his hand as a faint smile stretched across his face.
Letting out a slow breath, Ulric clenched his fingers tightly around it, crushing it into a cloud of red mist before inhaling it all into his body as a decisive glint flashed across his eyes.
In the next instant, crimson veins flared across his skin, pulsing with enormous amounts of energy as his body moved to incorporate the incoming stream.
He could feel the crimson mist raging rampantly through his body, as if trying to rupture every blood vessel while throwing the flow of his energy into chaos.
If a knowledgeable powerhouse were present, they would have been surprised the dark-robed youth hadn't already burst into a bloody mist.
