Vellent didn't launch an attack the first moment, he merely gave a tremor of his wrist, seemingly activating some ability of the weapon in his hand.
In the silent night, an invisible force slowly surged.
He Ao stared at the surging void around him, his gaze slightly focused.
In reality, his current state wasn't too good. A chaotic and boisterous waltz kept echoing in his ears.
This noisy sound even affected his hearing to a certain extent, like a giant bass cannon continuously exploding beside his ear.
Just as Vellent had guessed, the reason he had recovered from his injuries so quickly was that he had accepted the contamination from Winding Hill.
He completed the pattern he had never finished before, letting this body fully fuse with the power of Winding Hill.
Indeed, in some sense, he had gone farther than Vellent before his eyes.