Chapter 1480: Pain Transfer
This was pain that even Togu had not been completely confident he could endure.
For Han Dong to rely solely on his own willpower and endure it from beginning to end was practically impossible... Even if his consciousness were indestructible, this pain that exceeded all limits would gnaw away at it like a swarm of insects.
Simply gritting his teeth and enduring would never see him through to the end.
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At this point, Han Dong's consciousness had begun to loosen and show signs of collapse. Under the endless tearing pain, less than ten percent of the space available for his thoughts remained.
"I can't use Deep Imitation on Togu, and I can't 'borrow a god.'
All abilities involving my skull are unusable during the modification. Earl can't hold on anymore either. Even if I irrigate my consciousness with blood and sustain it through death, it won't do much for my consciousness.
...What exactly should I do?"
The confidence he had accumulated beforehand was slowly slipping away, while indescribable pain devoured his consciousness.
It was quite similar to Sally's situation.
At the critical point when his consciousness was about to collapse, scenes flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern.
However, these scenes were not the experiences shared by him and Sally, but everything he had experienced since arriving in World S-01.
Searching for the skull, infiltrating the Holy City, seizing Nicholas's body...
Yet the flashing scenes froze midway, fixed upon that incredibly strange town, fixed upon the front entrance of an abandoned circus.
Dense Red Balloons poured out of the circus's main entrance like a swarm of rats.
Amid the balloons stood a clown Han Dong loathed beyond measure, pale-faced and wearing exaggerated red lips.
Dressed in iconic circus attire, he slowly