In the dark and cold vacuum stood floated a 10 km black spiral tower, crafted from spirit crystal. The tower was covered with the true meaning of concealment and hardness. In the highest flood of the tower stood an extremely handsome figure clad in garments that pulsed with a runic aura. Apexion's hand was stretched out, grasping the head of the unconscious Lyra, who was kneeling before him.
"I see,"
he muttered to himself as he released her head. He had gained a deeper
understanding of the divine ranks.
One of the things he understood was that two of the divine ranks were equal to one of his APEX rank.
For instance, even though Lyra had the strength equal to that of a spirit forging rank warrior, which was the third rank on his path, she was actually at the duke rank, which was the sixth rank on the divine path.
That also meant that unlike his path that allowed a creature to elevate a life level every other rank, the divine rank allowed it every two ranks.
