Chapter 2247

At this moment, Carl no longer possessed even a trace of the ruthless dominance he had displayed when crushing the black-robed men, nor the resolute pride he had shown when defying the heavens. All that remained was a battered, precarious fragility.
His tattered clothes had long been scorched into blackened strips by heavenly lightning, hanging loosely from his body and exposing the horrific wounds beneath. His skin was charred and festering, gashes deep enough to reveal bone crisscrossing his body. Some still oozed blood, while others had congealed into dark scabs that split open again with even the slightest movement, sticking to flesh and tearing loose with searing pain.
The marks left by the Order Chains were like dark crimson curse seals, tightly wrapped around his neck, wrists, waist, and ankles. They were punitive imprints carved into his soul essence. Even after Heaven's Punishment ended, they would not fade easily. Every fluctuation of soul essence brought needle-like, blade-cutting pain.