Upon arriving in the room where he had advanced to Shakespeare's Ape, Sno habitually set up a Wall of Spirituality. Then, he took an Iron Cigarette Case from his pocket and removed a page that seemed to contain infinite information.
The shadow beneath his feet slowly surfaced, spitting out the Demoness of Affliction characteristic he had digested externally. As the two characteristics fell into the beaker, the power of White Horse is Not a Horse flowed into them...
The page tangled with the Demoness of Affliction characteristic, which resembled a ball of threads, and slowly stirred. Soaked in the power of White Horse is Not a Horse, it began to transform into a strange vortex that seemed to contain storms and lightning, yet also resembled a motionless landscape sealed within resin.
He slowly swirled the potion in the cup, watching the liquid, always filled with turbulent currents, and took a faint breath.
However, just as the potion was about to reach his lips, Sno suddenly paused. He removed Heavenly Punishment and placed it atop his shadow. Facing Heavenly Punishment was an eye bearing clock-like patterns.
Only after Azao suppressed Ammon did Sno finally relax. He raised the beaker and gulped down its contents.
An intense numbness instantly swept through every cell in his body, even turning into countless steel needles that pierced every fragment of his soul.
The soul fragments, which had already become incomparably fine, seemed to be thrown into a blender at that moment. High-speed blades shredded both his soul and his body.
His body instantly collapsed into countless specks of dust, drifting thickly through the space isolated by the Wall of Spirituality.
The instantaneous collapse of his flesh did not affect Sno in the slightest. Or rather, at that moment, he did not even possess the capacity