This is a pure clash of consciousness. The moment he was impacted, Roger fell into a disadvantage.
The consciousness of Sword Master Cold Crow was as powerful as a steel torrent, infused with his unwavering belief—belief forged by invincibility.
"Give up, Roger."
"What I need is merely your body. While you haven't inherited the legacy of the Three-legged Crow, your will and my memories align perfectly."
"This will allow me to unleash the weapon's maximum potential."
"When I grow stronger, I promise I'll help you find a new body, one that's even more powerful."
"You don't belong to this world. Eventually, you must face that existence. Perhaps you still don't understand how difficult it is to defy an entire world, but with my help, your chances of success could greatly improve."
"We don't have to be enemies."
The overwhelming consciousness of Sword Master Cold Crow surged toward Roger, yet he did not retreat, facing the challenge head-on.
