On the altar.
He felt the profound, solid sensation coming from deep within him—the Middle Rank Level Ancient God Curse, Rift: Ancient God's Curtain Robe, at Level 3 and roughly 30% progression.
Zorn felt a certain weightiness to his very Sequence.
'This Rift: Ancient God's Curtain Robe doesn't just have a synergistic effect with my many Witchcraft spells.'
'It... also synergizes with my Fighting Sequence.'
'It's likely because the Star Trace Fighter is inherently compatible with the characteristics of this Rift: Ancient God's Curtain Robe.'
'As I continue to absorb Eternal Night Star Marks, the compatibility and synergy between the two will only increase.'
At this thought, Zorn clenched his fist.
Star Trace·Holy Armor materialized over his body.
Unlike before, tiny, fissure-like patterns now covered the golden, glazed surface of the Star Trace·Holy Armor.
This was something it had never possessed before.
