Chapter 1085: Stealthily... Plundering the Power of Epics
"No, this can't even be considered a beginning, it can only be described as a fortuitous coincidence."
Muria shook his head, understanding what Michaela meant. The ghostly power he now held was one of the forces differentiated from the epic that had shattered its own body centuries ago.
Michaela believed he was deliberately gathering the powers left by that epic, but in reality, it was just that a ghost, for reasons unknown, had wandered onto the Ymir Plain and happened to run into him.
"However, now that I know the origins of this affair, I do find myself interested, with a new idea in mind."
Knowing that there might be an epic capable of resurrection at any moment in this world excited Muria.
"What idea?" Michaela asked curiously.
"What were your plans before? Or rather, what demands did your grandfather have when he arranged for your birth in this world?"
"No specific demands, but you can probably guess the general ones, to prevent the resurrection of that epic."