Sylas exhaled a breath.
It felt almost like an illusion. It was only his brain that had advanced to the Demi-God Realm, and he could feel that it was draining a significant portion of the energy of his body. Yet, that one change made it feel like everything else had entered a new plane as well.
His neurons fired faster, his muscles contracted with more deft accuracy and synergy, even the smooth muscles that he didn't consciously control began to work with increasing efficiency.
He didn't even need to check to know that the effectiveness of his stats had reached an entirely new level. Even without improving his body to the Demi-God Realm as well, it hardly mattered in the short term. It felt like his power had increased by at least 20% in terms of raw output alone.
Given the fact his stats were now in the tens of millions, this wasn't a small change by any measure.
And if one factored in just how much sharper Sylas' battle sense would be with the changes to his mind, the change wasn't as minor as a mere 20%.
'This is just a portion of the strength Demi-Gods have.' Sylas thought to himself.
If there was this much change from his brain evolving alone, what were those born into Demi-Godhood like?
The largest change Sylas felt, though, was to his Will and Charisma. It was like his Will had finally begun to unfold and display its true percentage.
The way he felt was like if before he had been trying to use a perfectly spherical ball of water to moisten and wet things. But now, that sphere of water had flattened out into a stretch of water instead. Now, his efficiency with drenching things was several levels better.
His Will had infinite segments, but it could only make use of so many at any one given time.
It seemed that the elevation of his mind was allowing him to use more of it.
But also, just like his Madness Key had said, his Charisma had also bloomed to an unimaginable level. He was quite literally forcing the world around him to display more information than it normally would.
On the one hand, this was overloading his senses and costing him larger and larger amounts of energy to sustain. But on the other, a single glance from Sylas seemed capable of breaking down everything he saw into its component Runes, Foundations, and Strokes until there was nothing left about it that was much of a mystery at all.
Of course, the problem with that was that the world around him was made up of Runes that were extremely powerful, all the way up to the S-tier, even.
The Mortal Realm might not seem capable of producing S-tiers, but that didn't mean there were small segments of the tier here and there. And every time Sylas came against one-or any Rune beyond the C-tier for that matter-it felt like he was looking right into a flashbang.
'I need to filter this out. Otherwise I'll burn out in a few minutes.'
Sylas took a breath. Now that his mind wasn't constantly covered in that brain fog anymore, he had regained his original thinking speed. No, he was even faster than before. He felt sharper and he connected dots more easily.


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