After a long silence, the White Night King spoke solemnly.
"That really is terrifying."
The boy who was about to be subjugated as a Demon King found a place to sit and hummed an unknown tune, throwing White Night Yaksha into turmoil.
"If you lose, you'll definitely be completely suppressed, with no chance of ever rising again."
Perhaps White Night Yaksha had truly been driven frantic by Li Zihan; even her speech had sped up considerably.
Urged on by White Night Yaksha, the humming boy stopped and smiled faintly.
That smile sent a chill through the White Night King's heart.
Under the White Night King's gaze, the shadow behind the smiling boy changed rapidly. Strange wings grew from the back of the robed Tyrannical Ruler.
The sight was as bizarre as could be.
"So, as long as I possess the power of Decadence Wind, there's nothing They can do to me, right?"
The boy smiled as he displayed the power of two Apocalypse Theories at once for the first time, making White Night Yaksha feel as though she had fallen into an ice cellar.
With his voice as the trigger, endless energy poured into Dystopia's domain, and Dystopia began expanding in full.
The Heroes Were Gathering
The Outer Gate where Buddhism was located, on the third level of Little Garden.
The God King Indra hurried back to Little Garden's third level, surrounded by a host of war gods.
As the one who had gone with the White Night King to demand something from Bahram, who had defeated two Demon Kings and temporarily had no mission, Indra was on the verge of collapse.
He had merely wanted to get back the Brahma-Indra Spear to bolster his image. Not only had he failed to recover the weapon, but he had also discovered