Forging The Strongest...(3)

Caxellac's body, Caxellac's soul and SoSei.

Skullius could hardly believe it. His crazy phantoms intended to add these components into the merging process, hence why they had told him to use Maximum Catalyst to pause it!

Caxellac's body had been heavily damaged after being struck point blank by Replicus' final, all or nothing move in an attempt to survive the Mors Serene Grace.

The corpse still looked graceful, however limp and lifeless it was.

The long creamy hair that hardly looked like individual strands connected to form one mass, the pale, pasty skin, and deep, dark sockets on the face that had seen with shocking depth before…

It was magnificent to behold. If not for large hole dug into his body, the sanctity of the King's body might have remained intact. Even his dark armour had not been spared. Skullius remembered how incredibly resilient it had been. He wondered if the phantoms had a plan for its shards as well.