Beneath the gloomy skies of the Nightmare World, Nightmare Lords swept across the land like a storm.
As the rulers of the Nightmare World, they should have been slumbering within their own territories, waiting for their knights to deliver batch after batch of Nightmare Power.
Yet now, like a flock of sheep driven by a tiger, they fled toward the edge of the world without regard for losses or cost.
Although the Nightmare World also possessed a World Wall, to Nightmare Lords who controlled the Nightmare Rule, that World Wall might as well not have existed.
They had been unwilling to leave only because outside lay the endless void, where not a trace of Nightmare Power existed to sustain them.
But now, that road of no return had become their sole hope.
"Hehehe, where do you think you're going?"
A vast voice descended from the heavens. The evil and greed within it made these Nightmare Lords—whose every movement was enough to terrify a Third-Ring Wizard into madness—tremble from head to toe.
"He's here! He's here!"
A Nightmare Lord shaped like a heart let out a terrified roar.
Amid its cries, an enormous body wreathed in Thunder and flames slowly emerged from the sky.
Beneath its shadow, nearly every Nightmare Lord made the same decision.
Bang!
More than a dozen Nightmare Lords exploded at once. The Nightmare Bodies they had accumulated over tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of years all transformed into pure Nightmare Power at that instant.
Nightmare Power could be gathered again if it was gone. But if they died, everything would be gone.
Looking at the dense Nightmare Power beneath him, the enormous figure casually reached out. All the Nightmare Power attempting to seep underground vanished from the air.
A moment later, a massive mass of