As Lumian's Astral Projection expanded with the power of the sea, he immediately sensed the presence of the "waters."
This wasn't a genuine ocean but a fantastical sea created by radiant starlight. At its core lay the projection of the silver-gray behemoth.
Empowered by an ample supply of the sea's power, Lumian's Astral Projection surged forward, merging seamlessly with the phantom.
A burning sensation radiated from the left side of his chest, as if some form of acknowledgment had been received.
His consciousness extended boundlessly, taking command of the dreamlike illusory sea.
In the course of this process, he glimpsed the phantoms of Juan Oro, Ultraman Lato Guiaro, and unfamiliar apparitions.
Those who have returned to the sea? They seem to have transformed into water droplets in the sea… Lumian withdrew his gaze from the joyful Juan Oro and the pained Lato Guiaro, redirecting it toward the depths of the tunnel ahead. From a considerable distance, he spotted Mad Lady.
