Faced with this situation, the Players on Hu Laobiao's side showed no fear at all. Instead, they grew excited.
They had never been afraid of desperate situations.
The more attention they drew from the enemy, the more smoothly Godfather's plan could proceed.
The Fun God understood immediately. He stepped forward and shouted, "You think this handful of people can take us down?"
"Show us everything you've got!"
"In a minute, you'll be kneeling and calling me Daddy!"
The Nightmare Hunters wasted no time talking. The young man leading them raised a string of skulls.
At the same time, the other Nightmare Hunters took out similar devices.
They simply had fewer skulls than their young leader.
As the skulls let out one agonized scream after another, countless dark, twisted forces rapidly gathered.
Naturally, the Players had no intention of letting them act unopposed. The Fun God and the Bathing Emperor each led their own squad, and an instant later, immeasurable amounts of twisted nightmare power surged from their bodies.
That nightmare power churned and rolled. Guided by their wills, it actually transformed their human bodies into all manner of bizarre, distorted shapes.
The Fun God's nightmare form became something like a nebula composed of countless masks.
Within that nebula, the innumerable masks let out eerie, piercing cackles.
Those cackles released waves of strange sound that resonated with the nightmare power in the distance.
Soon, one twisted smiling face after another appeared within the nightmare power controlled by the Nightmare Hunters, born from that resonance.
Those smiling faces seemed utterly harmless. They merely laughed hysterically.
At the sight, the young leader's voice filled with anger and incomprehension.
"You damned lunatic! You're using our great master's power to create this pointless, disgusting garbage!"
"Are you planning to kill me with those revolting laughs?"