Withstanding the pain from the backlashes he suffered left and right, Liam pulled the soul essence around him to heal himself. His mana core churned faster than ever, and the mana within the stone tablet also violently roiled.
And just like that, yet another dungeon was getting drained faster than ever.
Liam could feel it. His soul strength was steadily increasing. Meanwhile, he only had less than half an hour left. Would he make it in time? Fuck. He needed to hurry.
As he shoved the numerous beast souls into the black dragon sword, the backlash became bigger and bigger, and his soul was also becoming stronger.
The only issue was that the pain was also explosively increasing every single second. This time the black dragon sword did not hold back and showed its true colours.
It was as if the sword realized what Liam was trying to do and challenged him back. Did you want damage to your soul? Let me see if you can handle this.
