Chapter 473 - Adrift
Pain.
Pain was all he felt.
His meridians were cracking, his dantian trying to distort under the internal pressure as his lungs screamed for air. It was nothing but pain but it had been worth it as the thing with him was ripped apart but the strange lightning.
It felt alive but not.
It felt there but not.
He had forgotten his name or anything but that he had won.
Darkness was closing in when a roar filled his mind. It refused to concede until the very end!
The feeling of power returned to his body but with it the pain increased! He was dying and he knew it. It was just prolonging the inevitable.
As if to mock his acceptance, his mind began to summon sigils of a profound nature similar to what he had seen on the teleportation array. It was just desperate but it would at least show he did not give up.
