Port Town

Achilles went around the small town with Sia as his tour guide. While walking with his hand intertwined with hers, Achilles occasionally clenched his other hand with a curious expression.

He felt...powerful.

Unimaginable power flowed through his veins, far surpassing anything of his level could be able to achieve. His bones and muscles were stronger, tougher, and seemed almost impenetrable.

'...Devil's Perseverance is much stronger. Is this the resonance between the Komodo's passive ability and mine?'

According to a few studies he had read, if there was a Corrupted that ate another Corrupted which bore similar abilities to the former, its passive abilities could inherit a few enchantments that belonged to the one that was devoured.

The same case could be applied to Divine but the probability of it occurring was much lower, close to zero, even.