Not good!
The Blood God Clone was startled. He had never expected such a turn of events.
He had merely channeled his power into the core of the Blood Nightmare Orchid, yet this had happened. What was going on?
His power was so well concealed that it was nearly identical to the Blood Nightmare Orchid's own power. This should not have happened at all.
There had clearly never been any mishaps with this sort of disguise and transformation before.
But there was no time to think further. The phantom of the Blood Orchid appeared in his mind, immediately radiating terrifying spiritual fluctuations.
In an instant, the Blood God Clone was plunged into a dreadful illusion.
Countless Blood Nightmare Eyes emerged upon the Blood Orchid, then evolved into innumerable calamitous, bloody scenes. They were incomparably real, as though they had been directly projected into his mind, inflicting an unimaginable impact upon his Soul Body.
That was right. The illusion was still made up of calamitous, bloody scenes, nearly identical to those created by the Calamity Eye and Blood Nightmare Eye.
However, compared with the calamitous, bloody scenes formed by the Calamity Eye and Blood Nightmare Eye, the scenes before him were even more terrifying.
Bizarre, bloody, twisted...
They seemed intent on devouring him whole.
Even though the Blood God Clone had developed some immunity to this kind of spiritual impact, he was still caught in the intangible assault of the illusion.
He felt as though he could no longer control his Soul Power. His entire being had fallen into a state of stagnation, unable to resist and capable only of passively enduring it.
His Soul Body was being eroded. That calamitous, ominous power was actually trying to slowly devour it.
Damn it! How did this happen?
The Blood God Clone could