The Fourth Layer.
By the time they finally realized something was wrong and tried to turn back, the door behind them had already closed.
The Fourth Layer had never been a place where any living creature could survive. The densest spatial laws from the birth of the Main Universe had forged this crystal-like deathtrap. More importantly, it had been built as their final refuge should the Main Universe fall completely, and immense firstborn power had made it almost the most impregnable region in the entire Main Universe.
For those who could enter, it was both a refuge and a truly unassailable prison.
"You cannot get out."
Silver Fantasy quietly watched them struggle.
"This place was prepared to stand against you. Only, in the purpose we originally envisioned, it was meant to keep you outside, not lock you in here. But judging by the outcome, the result is the same."
From the moment she made that decision.
She had already ceased to care whether she lived or died.
She had severed her connection to God Frontier.
She knew why they had broken away from the vast Nightmare swarm and fought their way into the Divine Realm at any cost: to concentrate all their power in this fleeting moment when that calamity awakened within the dream, and find and slaughter the Raven they spoke of.
They would not waste time.
Because, to them, this was the fastest and most direct way to let their Master complete his resurrection.
The four Nightmare Demons, led by the Nightmare King, frantically battered the dense spatial structure. Every attack sent rumbling tremors through the vast crystal cavity. But just as Silver Fantasy had said, from the moment they entered, this refuge had become their prison.
Crack-
The Nightmare King abruptly turned his head, his gaze icy,