Felix Maxwell was destined to be a loser, born on one of the weakest races and on the least favorable of situations, he was forced to face adversity head-on as he traveled across the vast universe where dangers laid in every corner, one day traveling in hopes of riches he stumbled upon a ruin where a supreme being laid imprisoned, in a stroke of bad luck the being laid its eyes on him and tried to take over his body, forcing itself upon him. But fate hadn't given up on him! He woke up in his younger body, 20 years in the past with the fallen being trapped in his soul. In his past life he had been a loser, giving up on things mid-way and never striving for greatness, he was a side character who made the strong shine even brighter, but not on this life. He swore to himself he would strive for glory, he would take advantage of his knowledge and emerge as a supreme being! ...... Novel Discord: https://discord.gg/FTfXXYHnFT This is my Patreon, everyone is welcomed to drop by! https://www.patreon.com/MidGard_Author
"Check if it worked." Lady Sphinx said.
"Give me a moment to catch my breath," Felix said with a look of dread, knowing that if he tried to test it now and it was a failure, he would go through the same agony.
So, he cleaned himself and sat down for a couple of minutes of meditation. While he doing this, he checked on his new enhancements.
"Mmmm, I can't get a good reading in here."
With force being standardized across the board, even when he felt like his body had improved, he couldn't really find out by how much.
Knowing that he couldn't do much about it, Felix left it for later and moved on to the main event.
With a deep nervous breath, Felix extended his palm forward and tried to conjure a concentrated blood hammer.
Before anyone could react, Felix's palm started sweating blood drops from the pores and they gathered at one point until a minimized version of the divine hammer manifested.