Chapter 623 The Beginning of the Collapse

Taran El felt the immature yet piercing scream nearly burrow through his soul.

It was as if an invisible force was tearing at his thoughts, a vast consciousness assaulting his memories. That scream transcended the dimensions of time and concept, reverberating in every phase of his life he could recall. Although it lasted only a brief moment, the pain and confusion it caused were tenfold, a hundredfold greater than what he had felt when he drank the blood crow concoction.