Farmer

Inside the dim mine tunnel, the crimson nightmare aura saturating the air grew increasingly dense, almost completely obscuring Gnosis.

Gnosis had been issuing warnings all along.

From the moment he stepped into the mine, the palpitations had never ceased.

Gilan had never seen nightmare aura of this intensity.

It was more dangerous than anything he had encountered before.

Looks like it really could be a Level 3 Nightmare Stele...

Gilan narrowed his eyes and proceeded deeper at an unhurried pace, remaining cautious every step of the way.

Under Gnosis, the shifting crimson nightmare aura resembled fanged, clawing monsters, drifting and coiling around Gilan as though trying to envelop and devour him.

Yet deep within Gilan's eyes, the outline of the Cross-Sword Bonfire flickered, directly driving away all nightmare aura that approached and keeping it a meter from his body.

After devouring a great number of Kingdom Brands, his mental strength had now reached an astonishing level, comparable to that of a Tier 6.

Therefore, even the nightmare aura emitted by a Level 3 Nightmare Stele could do nothing to Gilan. Unless he willingly fell asleep, it could never forcibly drag him into a nightmare.

Gilan's movements were completely unaffected as he continued deeper into the mine.

"Hm?" He suddenly gave a soft cry of surprise.

As he passed a bend in the tunnel, he discovered several unconscious figures sprawled haphazardly across the ground.

They wore miners' uniforms and hard hats. The flashlights hanging from their chests were nearly out of power, flickering weakly with a faint sizzling sound.

Covered in dust and grime, they lay on the ground with their eyes shut tight.

Gilan crouched and reached out to examine them.

These miners aren't dead yet. They're simply still trapped in the nightmare...

A thoughtful expression appeared on his face.