Ke Meng went back to rest. Before sleeping, he recalled the feeling of the shadow spear piercing his palm.
It had been a terrifying, piercing agony. Even the Shadow-Grasping Hand could not fully restrain it.
At last, Ke Meng had seen the limits of the Shadow-Grasping Hand. That shadowy Giant Spear was something he could not hold.
He looked at his palm again and touched it with his other hand. It had been fine until he touched it; then a searing pain flared.
Ke Meng went to sleep. While the sensation was still fresh, he wanted to use Synesthesia in his dream to locate the Group Owner of Shadow Stream.
It did not matter even if the other party noticed him. As an evil god beyond Blue Star, he did not fear being spied on in return-assuming the other party even had that ability.
The mastermind behind Shadow Stream might have been capable of peering back at him, but had not done so, probably out of fear of death.
Before long, Ke Meng entered his dream.
In the dream, R'lyeh was silent and lifeless.
Ke Meng ignored the enormous city beneath the seawater and closed his eyes, recalling the black-and-red Giant Spear breaking through the clouds and descending from the sky. At the same time, he recalled how it had felt to seize the Giant Spear with the Shadow-Grasping Hand.
The piercing agony had left a deep impression on him, and touching it himself had strengthened the connection, reducing the obstacles in the path of his Synesthesia to almost nothing.
A hum rang out-or so it seemed.
Ke Meng vaguely glimpsed the planet Blue Star. The image flashed away, and his Synesthesia reached a scene within Blue Star.
It was a black-and-red spear, wreathed in mist.
Its body was not