Go On, Full Moon Rosen

The change in the Island Mother's tone made Sinclair's eyes light up differently. He was correct to assume that this trial was not supposed to be about trashing the Island Mother in a battle.

The power to be gained was the accumulation from the dead and what the living had lost. Almost half of it was from Full Moon Rosen himself, but the other half was from the dead overlords and soldiers. Obtaining all of these would propel his strength to another height.

It's just that… obtaining it was the problem.

None of the previous overlords had ever passed this trial. Perhaps, the very concern was how everyone—even him—had approached the trial. They were all indeed fast to turn into white dust, and that was all Sinclair knew. Now that he had fought with the Island Mother twice, he was so sure that he was not going to win.