The sight before Loren made his heart tighten. Wanda's Consciousness Sea had once been a warm crimson space, but now it was shrouded in vast swathes of black mist.
Within the mist, countless evil runes wriggled madly, constantly eroding the surrounding crimson energy.
At the center of the Consciousness Sea, Wanda's consciousness form was curled up there, wrapped in a faint crimson shield as she struggled to resist the black mist's erosion.
Her consciousness form looked incomparably weak, her face filled with pain and helplessness.
Opposite her, a figure condensed from black mist floated in midair. Its form was blurry and indistinct, with only a pair of eyes flashing with evil red light visible. It was Chthon's consciousness avatar.
"Wanda!" Loren's consciousness form swiftly rushed to her side, reaching out to gently support her weakened body, his eyes full of heartache.
He could clearly feel the pain and fear within Wanda's consciousness, as well as her longing for and dependence on him.
"Master..." Wanda's consciousness form slowly raised her head. The moment she saw Loren, her eyes filled with surprise and grievance, and tears instantly welled up.
"I'm sorry, Master. I couldn't control the Darkhold's power and allowed Chthon's consciousness to take advantage of the opening..."
"Fool, this isn't your fault." Loren gently stroked Wanda's cheek, his tone soft yet resolute.
"I didn't think things through. I should have helped you eliminate the hidden danger within the Darkhold beforehand. Don't worry, with me here, I will never let Chthon hurt you in the slightest."
"Hehehe... What a big mouth you have. You dared to enter my consciousness domain. You truly don't know whether you live or die!"
Chthon's consciousness avatar slowly turned around, his red eyes fixed firmly on Loren, his voice filled with killing intent and disdain.
He could