"So when you enter the Fallen Shadow Nether Realm, use it cautiously. Once this power is used up, I won't be able to help you."
Louis glanced at her.
Seeing the visible exhaustion on her face, he seemed to glimpse the image of the Little Swan in his daze.
Louis shook his head.
What a joke.
She's definitely not the Little Swan.
And Louis was certain that even if the Black Swan, as she previously mentioned, had split from the Little Swan's body as the Body of Time,
right now, she was at least not completely the Little Swan.
Louis was utterly convinced of this.
He was very familiar with the power within the Little Swan.
One could say, as fellow bearers of great sin, the "scent" of the Little Swan was exceptionally distinguishable to him.
But now, after absorbing the Black Swan's power, he could distinctly feel that the "scent" of the Black Swan was different from the Little Swan.
It was as if something else was mixed into the Little Swan's scent.
