The vast area of ​​secluded lanes.

Somewhere territory.

In the castle, a strange figure with a thin body, like a street lamp, is sleeping. It is [Mr. Street Lamp], a friend of [Ben the Skinner].

The death of the Skinner made him realize that there was a ghost wandering in the nightmare world, randomly hunting down the nightmare lords.

So far, no one has captured him. The high-ranking monarchs don't care about the life and death of the lower classes. They are busy with the ensuing invasion war. They are frantically recruiting nightmare creatures and lords in their territories.

There was once a Nightmare Overlord investigating this matter, but because there were no clues, there was no follow-up in the end. In the final analysis, there were too many nightmare creatures, and a large number of people died every day. As long as the Overlord level did not fall, the higher-ups didn't care at all.

"squeak……"

A dark wind blew open the castle door.

Mr. Streetlight opened his eyes and said coldly:

"who?"

It exuded an eighth-level aura, and a strange dim yellow light shone for a hundred miles, but a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of it like a swordfish. A dark and cold long sword thrust out, lighting up a black light.

.

Click.

Its street lamp head cracked a hole, then exploded completely with a sizzling sound, and the headless body fell to the ground.

A figure of magic armor solidified. It sat on Mr. Street Lamp's big bed, picked up the nightmare crystals, and devoured the corpse.

It has always been so silent and has not spoken a word since its birth.

In its mind, it seems to reflect the star-like worlds and civilizations in the pan-plane, most of which are in the territory of the Council of All Races. Traces of fear and negative power merge into its body, making it constantly

Growing all the time.

Unknowingly, the name of the Twilight Demon King has spread to several realms, leaving a bad reputation in nearly 800 worlds. You must know that the number of places of worship for some weak gods is only one or two thousand, not more than three thousand.

small world.

It is precisely because it takes the initiative to create and spread fear that it can achieve such a terrifying growth rate. Now, ordinary eighth-level nightmare lords are no longer its enemies. In this desperate and terrifying world, except for the overlord and the monarch

, everyone is its prey.

…

Three years later.

The year 1615 of the Nora calendar was the year 1503 of the bloody battle.

Nightmare world.

A vast spiritual realm extremely far away from the Black Dragon Territory.

This vast nightmare land is shrouded in a pale golden mist all year round. No one dares to step in casually. The faint roar of the dragon comes, and the continuous and towering flesh and blood world mountain declares its owner.

Lord of the Soul Helmont!

Looking at the nightmare world, they are all among the best.

Rumor has it that this monarch can see into the hearts of all living beings. Even if it is an ordinary god, as long as it wants to, there is no privacy at all in front of those golden eyes that see through everything, so no one dares to visit this monarch casually.

.

Who doesn’t have some dark side inside of them?

In addition, the Psychic Lord has mastered the strongest psychic spell-like ability in multiple planes, which can kill people invisible and destroy their minds.

Historically, many local wars have broken out between the Star Boundary and the Nightmare World. Except for the powerful gods, almost all the gods who tried to break into this golden mist met with a bad end. There were even weak gods who were defeated by the King of Mind with psychic spells.

After hitting the incarnation of the god, the divine fire was extinguished by it across the star realm.

Weird psychic spells are hard to guard against.

Since then, this place has been a forbidden area for living creatures.

Unlike other nightmare monarchs, the Soul Monarch is alone. There is no nightmare creature under his command. It is mysterious and unpredictable.

Three figures came to the edge of the fog.

The Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord, the Rotten Lord, and the Lord of the Alley.

"Do you really want to see that person?"

The Lord of Youxiang felt a little nervous.

The Rotten Lord said:

"What are you afraid of? With the Demon Lord accompanying you, can the dragon eat you?"

"I'm not afraid, I just feel it's unnecessary. This person is too arrogant and has never disdained to be with us. He even ignored the Lost Lord. Please don't move."

Lord Youxiang argued.

"Let's go. Remember, don't destroy any plants or trees in the mist. Otherwise, if you anger that person, it will be even worse."

The Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord said as he stepped into the mist, and the other two followed.

In the golden mist, giant dragons are circling in the sky. On the ground, there are mighty golden rivers and beautiful golden mountains. In short, the painting style here is vibrant and incompatible with the weird red and black of the nightmare world.

"I heard that the mist is the spiritual realm of the giant dragon. When it dreams, the dream will be manifested by its powerful spiritual power, transforming into plants and trees, mountains and rivers, and everything in the world."

"According to my observation, in the past hundred thousand years, the golden mist has continued to expand, and this person's strength has also become stronger and stronger. I am afraid he is not much worse than the Void Dragon."

"So if we can invite it, this battle is basically stable. Just one Lost Lord is not enough. After all, Emon is too strong... The will of the sky is also very strong, and the Frost Witch is not weak either.

"

While whispering, the three of them suddenly stopped.

The golden mist rolled, and a pair of extremely dazzling golden dragon eyes emerged, exuding endless majesty.

All living things have hearts, and so does the Nightmare Lord.

At this moment, Lord Youxiang felt as if his heart had opened a door and was completely looked at by the dragon eyes. This made him feel ashamed and angry, but he did not dare to get angry.

The Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord smiled and said: "I'm sorry to disturb your sleep, the great dragon of fantasy, the master of the mind...Mr. Helmont."

The dragon eyes are getting closer and closer, the mist is rolling, and the golden dragon that is as long as a golden mountain suddenly solidifies, looking elegant.

The Spiritual Dragon of the Five Legendary Dragon Species!

Each legendary dragon has the potential to advance to at least the late tenth level. The previous iridescent dragon was only at the early tenth level, and was simply hollowed out by the Succubus Queen.

Otherwise, with its qualifications, it can safely reach its prime. Relying on its invincible speed, no one in the multi-dimensional planes can kill it except for the eleventh level.

Not everyone can taste the taste of the Succubus Queen.

"I don't want to participate in your actions."

The Soul Lord already knows their purpose and is straightforward.

Demon Lord Swallowing Heaven asked: "Why?"

The giant dragon whispered: "There is no reason, I just don't want to."

The Rotten Lord said: "Don't forget, you are also the Nightmare Lord now. Could it be that you also want to imitate the Despair Lord and settle in Nora?"

When the giant dragon heard this, his golden dragon eyes narrowed slightly, exuding a dangerous aura, and he stared at the rotting figure. The gentleman said:

"Mr. Rand, since this is the first time you have offended me, I can forgive you. Next time I will let you disappear into this fog."

The Sky-Devouring Demon Lord glared at the Rotten Lord and said with a smile:

"The Lost Lord has joined. If you come, our winning rate in this battle will already be 70%. If we join forces with a few late-level tenth level warriors, we will be able to return with a complete victory."

"I am tired of war. No matter what kind of war it is, I will not participate in it. Unless the Supreme Will personally orders it, I will consider it."

The mind is sovereign and the attitude is firm.

Seeing this, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Lord knew that there was no chance.

"Well, we welcome you at any time."

It disappeared with the two monarchs.

The golden dragon's figure slowly dissipated and merged into the golden mist.

Not long ago, it visited Time Castle as a guest, met its old friend Mr. [Time Dragon], and learned about the fate of [Rainbow Dragon]. As an absolutely neutral observer, Time Dragon did not make any suggestions to it.

But as keen as it is, it can naturally understand.

The next ten thousand years will be an era of rapid changes. Under any seemingly inconspicuous wave, there may be a whirlpool hidden deep inside.

I don’t know whether Nora’s rise is good or bad.

But in these chaotic times, it embraces one truth:

【It is better to do less than to do more. If you don't do something, you will not do anything wrong.】

If you push it too hard, you may end up leaving the nightmare world.

The reason why it is willing to serve the Red and Black Mother and fight against the gods is also to use the abundant spiritual power here to grow.

With its identity and status, it is a guest wherever it goes. In fact, its old friend in the underworld [Void Dragon Erold] has invited it to the underworld many times. He also hinted that it may have big changes in the pattern of the dark land in the future.
To be continued...