The Nether could not believe his eyes—or rather, his senses.
'What am I looking at here?' He asked himself.
Throughout his life as a primordial entity, he had never seen anything like this. It was quite intriguing.
As soon as he utilized Karlia's current soul to reach the stockpile of souls she had, the Nether had begun to eradicate them. However, the moment he took one down, two more took its place.
Her souls were in a constant state of multiplication and he took that into account. That was why he sped up his corrosion and tried consuming as many as he could at once.
However, the moment one was consumed, two appeared, thus by destroying billions and trillions of souls, even more souls surfaced. It was like a never-ending game.
'And what is this now? The new souls are resisting my power?' The corrosive effects of his Nether had been dampened, and he was amazed by it.
