Ryu saw the crystalline objects in a new light, but at the same time, he was baffled.
This was definitely not the first time that he had held the dagger in this form. He was sure that he had done it before. But why was it that it was so different now?
Looking at the glove on his hand, his eyes flickered as he began to deduce something.
'I see… before, I was hardly acknowledged by this thing. To think a treasure born from Sacrum would be so arrogant…'
Ryu couldn't help but chuckle.
The Glove of Order reacted to one's level of Comprehension. But back then, Ryu hadn't even had a Dao, let alone a solid enough Comprehension for it to latch onto.
Every time he had an improvement in his Inheritances, the Glove of Order would react in kind, but it was also like feeding little meat pebbles to a black bear. How could it ever be satisfied with that?