The Annihilator: Killer Of Gods

Chapter 155 Fusing with the Soul Ring

Immediately, the crystal burst apart and dissolved into Karsha's body. His consciousness entered a different space, and he could feel his grasp on his body weakening. His connection with his body was almost severed, but he didn't panic, mainly because the system hadn't issued any alarming warnings. As time passed, his hold on his body faded even more.

'This better not be painful,' Karsha thought to himself. Although he said that, he had already prepared for the worst. The pain he had experienced during the absorption process over the past few days had almost made him immune to it. However, whenever a new form of pain appeared, his body would always shiver. It was as if each new pain was always stronger than the last.

He never had it easy and likely never will, but getting some respite once in a while would be great. Of course, that would depend on Karsha and his willingness to chase after danger or not.

He had already escaped death twice; there wouldn't be a third time. But even if there was, it would surely be harrowing and full of anguish—after all, nothing good comes easily.

Slowly, Karsha lost his final hold on his body, allowing his consciousness to drift into an unknown space. Although fully awake, Karsha couldn't help but sigh. The space he found himself in felt eerily similar to the one he had awakened in after his first death.

Back then, he had just been electrocuted, but instead of drifting off to the afterlife, he had been awakened by some unknown entity. Karsha still didn't know who had reincarnated him, but he was certain that person wasn't a god. He might be powerful, but he wasn't divine.

Karsha, looking at the dark expanse around him, couldn't help but recall the imposing aura the man had emitted back then. In retrospect, he gave himself a thumbs-up for not succumbing to that overwhelming presence.

Suddenly, golden, yellow, blue, red, black, white, green, and brown lights appeared from nowhere, surrounding Karsha's consciousness, which was colorless and formless.

<Ding! Requirement met. The formation of your Sea of Consciousness will commence soon. The host will be put to sleep throughout the process.>

"Wait, what..." Karsha began to ask a question, but his vision darkened, and he drifted into sleep. It happened faster than he expected, but before everything faded, he saw the eight colors start spinning in circles.

As Karsha fell asleep, the lights continued spinning, and soon the entire dark expanse began to take form. The vast darkness transformed into a more colorful world.

First, the dark expanse changed into a multicolored space stretching about 200 kilometers. Though formless and abstract, the space could now be measured. It looked vibrant, but after a while, the colors began to shift.

The blue and white lights formed a large, raging sea. The waves crashed chaotically as if a powerful shark were battling a leviathan. The tumult was immense, the waves uncontrollable.

However, when the yellow light merged with the raging sea, the turbulence ceased, and calm was restored. The sea became as tranquil as a serene pool. Soon, the green light burst forth, and lush plants began to form, transforming parts of the vast sea into fertile vegetation.

The brown light also burst, causing the earth to form into mountains and waterfalls. The entire space continued to take shape. The once-raging sea was now calm, making the entire landscape appear more lifelike. If Karsha were conscious, he would have recognized the place forming within his mind.

Soon, the red light burst, forming into a red moon. However, instead of the entire space turning red, only about 40 kilometers of it took on a crimson hue, while the rest retained their multicolored brilliance.

Then, the golden light burst, transforming the entire space. The plants, though still bearing green leaves, began to bloom with golden flowers. Small fish appeared in the sea, and butterflies materialized out of nowhere. The waterfall exuded a calming, almost healing aura.

Looking at the scene, it appeared even more beautiful than the Queen's Embrace back on Snake Island. The space forming in Karsha's consciousness was identical to the one on the island, but this version looked far more majestic.

The entire place was breathtaking. However, there was still one light yet to burst. The black light, instead of exploding like the others, flew into the red moon. There was no blast, no change—just a quiet disappearance into the moon.

A few seconds passed, and nothing seemed to happen. Then, suddenly, a powerful burst erupted from the red region of the Sea of Consciousness. Rising from the depths were two things: a huge, terrifying mask, capable of striking fear into anyone. The aura it exuded was overwhelming, and just looking at it could break a person's will.

And because it was now huge and even more sinister, the mask's presence made the 40-kilometer Red Sea appear even more menacing and dangerous. Karsha would have freaked out if he were to see this. The mask was simply terrifying; no one would be able to look at it twice. In fact, just one glance would be enough to scare the life out of anyone.

Standing beside this mask was a figure Karsha would be pleased to see again. Khinux stood next to the mask, head bowed, holding his giant dark red sword. However, unlike his previous chaotic aura, this Khinux emitted no aura at all; instead, the energy surrounding him was filled with hatred and resentment.

This aura alone was enough to convey that he was furious. Yet for some unknown reason, he remained still, standing beside the mask like a humble bodyguard. If Karsha were awake, he would have been terrified by the sight of the two entities that had appeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

Shortly after the black light entered the moon, the space appeared to spin for just a moment before coming to a halt. When it did, Karsha's body appeared in the space, sitting in a lotus position, with an egg-shaped crystal floating before him—the same crystal that had burst and entered his body.

The crystal had no aura, not even a sliver of energy. However, something about it made it seem even more powerful than the mask. Experience tales with empire

The crystal began to spin and slowly entered Karsha's chest. On the outside, a powerful aura erupted from his body, shattering the massive stone beneath him. Gradually, he was lifted into the air while still in the lotus position.

His aura continued to rise, and sweat began to form on his forehead. The more his aura intensified, the more painful his expression became. At that moment, if Karsha were awake, he would have seen another set of system messages:

<Ding! Congratulations, you have awakened and formed your Sea of Consciousness.>

<Ding! You have obtained an unknown cultivation item. Name Unknown, Origin Unknown. Name Designated: Soul Ring.>

<The host is advised: the Soul Ring is fusing with your soul in 3... 2... 1.>

Karsha, who would have been furious if he found out the system put him to sleep just to torture him, remained oblivious to the messages. However, even in his sleep-like state, he could still feel the pain.

A day passed, and Karsha was still suspended in the air, fusing with the mysterious Soul Ring. Another day went by, and he remained in the same position. It had been two days since he killed the last Overlord, which meant he only had five days left.

Shortly after the two-day mark, Alida and the other shadow guards awoke from their meditative states. They exuded formidable auras characteristic of Mutants, or more precisely, Tier 8 Great Mutants. Among them, Ayarr's aura radiated a sense of royalty that made the other shadow guards feel compelled to bow to her.

They immediately recognized the hierarchy, and for some reason, they instinctively knew she was their princess. Despite being on the same team, they began to regard her with newfound respect.

Of course, the shy Ayarr felt uncomfortable and started pleading with them to stop looking at her that way. However, they all understood that despite her request, it would take some time for them to return to the way things had been.

BOOM

A loud explosion echoed from 40 kilometers away, prompting the shadow guards to immediately dash toward the source. It took them just a moment to arrive. They expected a fight, but when they got there, they found Karsha hovering in the air, a golden ring-like object floating behind him.

The ring had a grand, circular form, appearing majestic as it hovered behind Karsha. Its frame was made of radiant gold, adorned with intricate flame-like patterns that added to its regal and commanding presence. Three star-shaped holders protruded from the ring, their tips extending outward like fiery suns, forming a perfect triangle.

It looked as if the holders were meant to contain something about the size of a basketball.

The sleek, arcing golden bridges of the ring connected the holders, enhancing both its structural integrity and aesthetic appeal.

Despite their newfound strength, the five shadow guards could feel the aura emanating from the ring-shaped object, which was several times more powerful than anything they had experienced before. Although they were no longer suppressed as they had been when Karsha's aura evolved during the quest, they still sensed a lingering suppression.

"What is that thing?" Kilian asked.

"We're as lost as you are," Ayarr replied, gazing up at the ring in awe. They were all mesmerized. From the start of the battle to the end, Karsha had surprised them at every turn. Now, he was on the verge of doing something new, and as always, they were right there, waiting for it to happen.

Shortly after, half a day passed, leaving Karsha with only four and a half days before he was sent back to the human world. Yet he remained suspended in the air, the ring hanging behind him like wings.

BOOM