Ethan's chest heaved as that wild, unfamiliar energy from the Sky Citadel continued to surge through him, crashing around like a storm trying to tear him apart from the inside out.
He tried to suppress it, but the moment he attempted to forcefully absorb the power, his body reacted violently—rejection, like his very cells were screaming in protest.
So he changed tactics.
Instead of trying to absorb it, he redirected it—converted it into output.
He activated a summoning skill he'd picked up back in the Dungeon, channeling the excess energy into a summoning circle.
Vmmm—
A portal of light flared open, and a goblin stepped out.
But this wasn't your average goblin.
Its entire body was etched with glowing energy patterns, and the pressure it gave off was heavy—like a mountain pressing down.
Ethan's eyes narrowed. The base template might've been a low-tier goblin, but the Sky Citadel's energy had forcibly "leveled it up." Its power was way beyond what it should've been.
