Parth was forced into his sea of consciousness and the view he saw shocked him.
It was cloudy. Incredibly cloudy. Black clouds emitting that detestable black smoke are trying to occupy all of his mind.
And on the opposite side his vision, he saw Myrmon drop from the black clouds with a spear in his hands.
Parth frowned.
For the first time since the fight started, he felt like scolding himself. He even had a fleeting thought that he might have made a mistake by not preparing for this. Maybe he should have taken Sam's advice properly.
Because right now, if what he saw is real… his sea of consciousness is at its absolute weakest.
Being the strongest man on this planet, Parth is the proud owner of the strongest sea of consciousness as well. He trained it, honed it with centuries of training, by putting his body, mind and soul as stakes.
However, right now it became so weak… weak to the point Myrmon the black energy invaded it and even Myrmon entered it without Parth even noticing.
