Chapter 645: Flame Of Life
Nameless POV
When Leonora used the [Spell-born] Spell, Nameless Death flooded the forge with his Consciousness.
It was a technique that allowed him to sense his surroundings.
He had perfected it over the long years spent forging the Womb of Devil.
His Consciousness could extend out of his body. Though the range wasn’t vast, it offered clarity that surpassed any other form of detection.
Every elemental fluctuation, every motion of a particle, even telepathic communications exchanged between those within his range. He could sense all of it.
And beyond that, if someone was weaker than him, he could examine the shape of their soul, the techniques and world in their Core, and their Seed of Existence.
He could even sense the layers inside their Seed of Existence — something even the Grim Reapers found hard to achieve— and the Intent of Existence hidden deep within the center-most layer.
In simpler words, if Nameless Death met someone weaker than him, he could see their entire life, memories, experiences, and techniques with a glance.
For now, he used it to observe the Spell-birth process.
His attention was fixed on the orb floating gently in the air before him—the sphere of light that held the Spell’s effect.