Lowering the Curtain of the Apocalypse
Elemental torrents, mental power, memory fragments.
It was flowing into Kant's soul through the bridge built by the Fire Stealer's power.
This feeling was familiar.
It was like the countless fragments of life that he saw when he extracted intelligent creatures.
The extracted elements, the sea of spirit that had collapsed, as well as the fragments of the soul's memories, all flowed into the Flame Stealer's control. Kant stood by the river of memories and examined the life of his target. The scene now was similar to that, but there were also completely different things.
That was... The lives of many, many people.
He was almost swallowed by the river, but the mark of the Time and Space Dragon deviated from the axis of time and drew a distance in space. His soul and spirit still followed the laws of time and space, and the Star Right Ring shone in the soul world like a lighthouse, reminding him where he was and who he was.