The Nightmare Hunter paid no attention to Black Abyss's reaction. The Elf growing from the Dark Green Giant Tree merely gazed serenely at Anvis.
"I can see that you have taken another step closer to waking up."
Perhaps because Anvis had remained silent for too long, Madness of the Bottom Hughes spoke again.
"...What do you mean, Hughes?"
An indifferent voice emerged from Anvis's pitch-black face, utterly devoid of emotion, just like the real Dark Tidis.
"The entire Inheritance Land went mad long ago. Over the endless years, it devoured too many ancient taboos and indescribable things. Nothing can be salvaged anymore. Whether Trial-takers or Nightmare Spirits, everything has long since descended completely into madness!
"But they cannot see it. They are merely trapped in slumber and the deepest illusions, numbing themselves with false beauty. Yet I woke up by accident, and I can no longer fall asleep again."
Dark green eyeballs stared fixedly at Anvis. A hint of joy mixed with madness suddenly appeared on Hughes's face, and the dark green branches trembled with a rustle.
"Now, I am delighted to see that you, too, have taken a step closer to waking up!"
"You..."
Listening to Hughes, Anvis fell silent for a moment. Amid his sense of absurdity, a detail suddenly came to mind.
When he had first entered the Inheritance Land, there had been that strange, nameless Curse attached to him. Under the rules of the Inheritance Land, it had taken the form of a chocolate cake, adorned with bewitching crimson strawberries.
But had its essence truly changed?
And if he continued following that line of thought, then that Candy House filled with cakes and pastries back then...?
"Now is not the time for infighting, Hughes! If you cannot restrain your desire to assimilate, then Tidis and I