Awakening

At her words, Kaya, Maive, Haldan, and Celine's pupils abruptly constricted.

In truth, they had all sensed it clearly as well...

The Nightmare Stele was continuously spewing nightmare aura, making the surrounding nightmare aura grow denser and denser as it mingled with the rapidly rising concentration of Miasma and spread in every direction.

The Kingdom Brands of the group trembled violently, seemingly resisting the corruption with all their strength. The sixth sense instinct born from the depths of a Mystic's soul kept warning them:

Get away from here! Get away, now!

But the reality was that they simply could not do so.

Under Spirit Vision, scarlet nightmare aura gradually blanketed the entire island, even spreading to the seas farther beyond.

They did not dare imagine how many living beings had been dragged into the Nightmare Stele at this very moment, turned into nourishment for that nightmare.

And without their help, what kind of danger would Mr. Gilan face, trapped in the nightmare alone?

Everything before them was despairing.

"Pull yourselves together!" Maive suddenly clenched her fist and shouted. "We must not give up until the very last moment!"

"We have to hold on until Mr. Gilan wakes up!"

Haldan and Celine stiffened, took deep breaths, and nodded heavily.

Buweige and Halidan's deaths had deeply shaken them, placing immense psychological pressure on them.

If not for the last sliver of hope represented by Mr. Gilan, they might have long since lost their fighting spirit and will to battle.

"Placing your hopes in someone else is an exceedingly foolish and naïve thing to do."

Fifth Dove chuckled.

"Just like this night. It is clearly a symbol of darkness, yet people always expect it to bring light..."

"Block your hearing! Don't let his words affect you!"

Remembering Theresa's warning before her death, Maive