The voice that exploded in his head jolted Karochi back to his senses.
He stared in astonishment at Moro, who had not moved an inch. Moro no longer looked as wrinkled as he had at the start; his skin had tightened, and his grizzled white beard had long since vanished.
His formerly hunched back had completely straightened, and with the replenishment of a massive amount of life energy, the outline of muscles had begun to appear on his gaunt body.
Moro after recovering
"Huh? You actually woke up!!" Moro was rather surprised. A mere kid at the first level of pseudo-god had broken through his illusion?
But Moro quickly realized something was off. This Saiyan brat had not even noticed that he had fallen into an illusion, nor had he held the slightest suspicion. "Oh, someone must have warned you. I wanted you to become my food painlessly within a dream, but it makes no difference now."
Karochi saw that Janemba had already lost the ability to struggle, and his aura had plummeted.
Most importantly, his Extremely Evil form, originally dominated by red and black, could no longer be maintained. He had turned into the version dominated by red and purple, exactly like in the original story.
That was close. If Teacher Whis hadn't warned me, I wouldn't have noticed at all! Karochi secretly wiped away a cold sweat. That bizarre illusion ability had truly shocked him.
It was somewhat like the Uchiha Clan's genjutsu techniques in Naruto. It had genuinely caught him off guard.
As he observed Moro's aura, Karochi did not rush to attack. Moro's absorption technique was strange, and he still did not know where its limit lay.
Hm, he's strong, yet he somehow doesn't feel strong enough!!
Moro's aura was strange, giving Karochi the illusion that