As soon as Fang Hong landed, he stowed away the light of Pale Glory on his hand. After using it several times, he faintly felt a connection forming between the mark and himself, allowing him to use it more adeptly, but beyond that, it seemed to serve no other purpose.
He didn't know whether this was good or bad. Although the mark had saved him a few crucial times, on the other hand, it seemed that without it, he wouldn't have gotten involved in so much trouble.
However, that's all he could think. Something that an Invoker of Miya's level and the Descendants of Flor were anxious to obtain couldn't be too bad, could it?
At that moment, the military personnel's voice came through the communication channel, asking him what had happened before, but Fang Hong didn't plan to answer. He simply knelt on the ground and with a "click", inserted two power plugins into the interface of his Magic Guided Reactor.
