In the dark, cold Void Realm, days of war had already destroyed countless planes. Yet to the vast Void Realm, this was merely a drop in the ocean and had no effect on it at all...
Whoosh.
A black-robed figure flew silently through the Void Realm. Though slow, he maintained a steady speed. On his shoulder sat a pitch-black, eerily strange cat.
"Merlin, will we be in danger when we go to the Atlan Plane this time?"
Black Cat Didimos asked softly.
"If we're careful, the danger shouldn't be too great. Still, since we're venturing deep into the Atlan Civilization, we're bound to encounter some danger. Didimos, your devouring ability is incredibly powerful. In some respects, it's almost on par with the Sloth Beast's, so you really don't need to worry."
Merlin glanced at Didimos. This fat cat was now astonishingly powerful, yet had become much more timid.
Black Cat Didimos shook his head. "I'm not worried. It's just that I've now reached a bottleneck too. It seems that no matter how much I devour, my strength won't increase anymore. I can't even contend with a Supreme Existence, so how could I compare to the Sloth Beast? Sometimes, I really envy that big fellow. With so little intelligence, it has no worries, even when you order it around."
Black Cat Didimos had a bottleneck too. He was a wondrous being who had reversed the rules, gradually transforming from a spirit into a living being. Such beings were exceedingly rare even in the vast Void Realm, and their potential was terrifying. No one could even predict what heights they might ultimately reach.
"A bottleneck? Didimos, do you know something?"
Merlin sensed that something had been off about Black Cat Didimos ever since he had come along on this journey. Unlike the