Chapter 724: Reforging

Such a familiar phrase plunged Sherry into a brief trance, where her memories undulated in a fading ocean. From those illusory, hazy bubbles, some longstanding warmth and colors emerged. It took a long while for her to somewhat dully come back to her senses, looking at the unusually large Abyssal Hound not far away.

It was still there, waiting, with hesitation and tension, and a bit of confusion.

As if a layer of sticky mud covered its mind, the hound felt many things were amiss in its head, its past memories blurry, and its current thoughts intermittent. It wasn't sure what exactly the problem was, only feeling… as if something was missing inside.

A faint light twinkled in its hollow eye sockets. The hound looked at the peculiar Profound Demon nearby, sporting strange skeletal limbs that were somewhat familiar, feeling waves of haziness.

It hadn't seen her before, but it knew her—it had known her a long long time ago.

Why had the memory's tiny figure changed like this?