Hassu had not known what Hao Ren meant by "reinforcements" at first.
Ever since entering this Shadow Plane, he had been in a deep coma—or on the verge of one. He had never faced the Soul-less Guard head-on. Although he knew perfectly well that the Soul-less Guard existed, he had been unable to immediately connect them with that terrifying army roaming through dreams, numbering an unimaginable multitude and blessed with eternal life. He also knew nothing of Heiserana's plan to seize control of the Soul-less Guard.
Even after hearing Heiserana say a single sentence through the communicator, he had not taken it seriously.
But that did not matter, because he soon learned where Hao Ren's reinforcements were.
The moon had been completely drenched in blood. The light it cast from the sky was no longer pure and bright, but carried a thick, inescapable bloody hue. The figure descending from the horizon had already condensed into something nearly tangible. She had exactly Vivian's features, but her red hair streamed wildly, and her blood-red eyes, utterly devoid of pupils, held not the slightest trace of reason or emotion. Hassu had already prepared to attack, but before he could make a move, another force intervened in the battlefield first. A black flame suddenly swept in from the distance, accompanied by strange howls. From the direction of the flames, a skeletal dragon formed entirely from shadows, with nothing but bones remaining on its body, tore through the clouds and dove toward the ground.
Behind this Shadow Skeleton Dragon, more bizarre shadow creatures formed an Army Group. They descended with a thunderous crash, like a torrential rain pouring down from the horizon.
They were the Soul-less Guard—and specifically the guards of the inner court, the most powerful fighters among the Soul-less Guard.
Heiserana had brought