In the sky, the Scarlet True Lord, after devouring Flakmir, the Demigod Tier Emperor of the Blood Empire, finally suppressed the madness that almost completely expelled reason.
Joy gradually replaced the gaze in His eyes.
"Ah..."
"My power has returned, everything has returned..."
"Existence... truly a wondrous feeling!"
He laughed heartily, his immense claws gripping the air forcefully, and in an instant, the great Authority Power twisted the entire space with the power of blood.
Due to the world's rules not allowing it, His consciousness had been in a state of haze for a long time.
In such a state, He lacked senses, and His thoughts were extremely sluggish.
This state tormented Him beyond words.
If not for His powerful soul and the "breathing" time during the scarlet rituals, He might have long been lost in that horrifying state, falling into madness.
Now, through careful plotting, He has finally returned, possessed a shell once more!
