Even the enemy who had almost left him in a desperate situation moments earlier was only confirmed dead beyond any chance of resurrection with a glance from the corner of his eye, and he paid it no further attention.
Streams of warmth, like hot springs, were continuously surging through his body, enhancing and strengthening it.
His body expanded and contracted without any significant changes in overall appearance.
However, beneath the cover of his armor, his muscles grew more robust, his bones increasingly dense, and even his heartbeat seemed much stronger, with hot blood coursing powerfully through his veins.
At this moment, if someone could approach the circular ground smoothed by gravity in the arena and come nearby.
They would be astonished to find their body weight gradually lightening as they approached, as if a gentle leap could send them soaring into the sky.
The rain persisted.
