As the Dark Demon God's consciousness mass was continuously seared, he let out shrill, miserable wails.
It was like a vampire exposed to sunlight—there was no room for resistance at all.
"I am the Dark Demon God! I possess the Undying Godhead! You cannot possibly harm me! Why is this happening? Why?!"
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...
In the end, the Dark Demon God's voice grew fainter and fainter until it vanished.
His consciousness mass, originally the size of a fist, had now shrunk to the size of a pigeon egg.
Yet the surface of that pigeon-egg-sized consciousness mass no longer held dense black deathly energy. Instead, it had become a blood-red mass of energy.
Though Nalant was still incomparably weak, he could still faintly sense the blood-red energy mass.
That blood-red energy mass was like a glazed bead, and it held an immense attraction for Nalant.
So hungry... so hungry!
Nalant's consciousness mass instinctively struggled toward the blood-red energy mass, because he felt that if he consumed it, his consciousness energy would recover.
After dealing with the Dark Demon God's deathly energy, the system no longer concerned itself with anything else.
It was as though it knew that the blood-red energy mass would not affect Nalant.
Very soon, Nalant's consciousness mass struggled its way before the blood-red energy mass.
Strangely enough, the blood-red energy mass was twice the size of Nalant's consciousness mass.
Yet in the face of Nalant's devouring, it showed no intent to resist whatsoever.
As Nalant continued devouring it, the blood-red energy mass was eventually swallowed whole by Nalant's consciousness mass.
Nalant's consciousness mass also swelled to the size of an egg.
Moreover, several blood-red streaks began to flow across the surface of Nalant's originally pure-white consciousness mass.
This was likely the result of Nalant devouring that blood-red