The Abyssal Titan

Adam frowned as he picked up the dark ring and stored Helel's remains in his magic cube. Of course, he didn't forget to absorb its essence first, gaining eight thousand units.

His blood pumped, and euphoria made his clenched fists tremble. After all, he had achieved a great victory using his new masteries. But Helel's warning and uncommon behavior still echoed in his mind.

'It almost seemed relieved to die.' He scratched his head as he walked to the inferno. 'And the next eldritch would be trouble if it hadn't lied. I'm so fed up with their abilities to negate my essence.'

His eye narrowed before the inferno, the raging crackling accompanying his thoughts and its blaze casting dancing shadows on his face.

'Should I spend time to reach level ninety and evolve my blade?'

Knowing about the exit resolved many things.