The endless dark forces, wrapped in the Death Rule, converge into its body through their interweaving.
Within it, not only is there the power of the dissipated ghost among this Dark True Origin, but also a large amount of power from the Dark True Origin, which is now surging violently!
The usual energy value of the ghost skyrockets at this moment!
Fourteen million!
Fifteen million!
Sixteen million!
Seventeen million!
Until reaching such a terrifying extent, the momentum gradually comes to a halt.
It's still that purple-black flare, still that pitch-black robe.
Still those seven-colored patterns, still those shadowy ghost claws.
Still that silver-white mask, still those exquisite runes.
The form of the ghost has not changed a bit, but its power at this moment has undergone a tremendous transformation!
Death...
What is death...
The ghost recalls that eternal darkness which feels like the warmth of a home.
That is death.
