Bab 3380: A Dream of a Different Tune! IV

Archimedes affirmed a terrifying truth as he had been out of it for a whole day, his mind coming to as he found himself on a soft bedding made from the feathers of a dead Phoenix, the visage of Lacana snuggled up beside him while covered by a seam of feathers as she slept peacefully.

On the bedding, he raised his stellar obsidian hands to look at himself as at this time, he felt a sense of disconnect.

As if he knew this body wasn't his, and that it was very real somewhere else entirely.

His eyes became unbearably cold at such a distinction!

Years continued to pass after Archimedes confirmed the state of things, and the war reached a critical juncture.

On a certain day.

10 years into the Megalos War against Nihilos.

In a region of white, gray flames burned all around as massive winged Nematodes led by titanic Nihilos Poxviridae faced the armies of the Great Instrument of the Beyonder.