Liam steadied his mind and adjusted his body's condition to the best that he could. This beast horde was the perfect place for this. He couldn't have asked for a better location.
With every beast soul that was being slaughtered aiding him to become stronger, he took a black bead and started pulling out the first dragon soul.
RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
RUMBLE! RUMBLE!
Almost instantly, a tyrannic pressure assaulted him. The soul he had grabbed onto this time felt infinite.
He did not feel this much strain when he had shoved the soul into the black bead but now that he was trying to get a sense of the whole thing, the situation was completely different.
He gritted his teeth as the pressure was almost too intense for him to handle. His mouth, nose, ears and eyes started bleeding and his head felt as if it was going to blast apart.
