"I understand now, War has long been dead. You were sent by the King of Many Causes. After all these years, he's finally begun to fear me!"
The Nightmare Overlord forced himself to rise, allowing the star threads to continue slicing through his flesh. His deep, dark eyes were filled with unwillingness and rage.
Sterl couldn't help but feel a bit speechless. For the first part of the sentence, he thought the Nightmare Overlord had suddenly come to his senses, but once the second part was spoken, all that clarity was lost.
"Fool."
He shook his head, unsure how to describe this stubborn, simple-minded fool.
King of Many Causes, the ruler of the Dream Spirit Empire, was the one who had once conspired with him to betray the War Demon.
However, from the very beginning, King of Many Causes had never feared this brainless brute. If it hadn't been for the War Demon, the King of Many Causes would have long ago driven him into the ground.
