"No need, that’s enough."
As he spoke, Emmon’s True Sun gradually receded.
He asked Heavenly Will about the current situation.
And learned that Hera was still lost, with no news whatsoever.
"Sigh."
To be honest, Emmon hadn’t expected Hera would do such a thing.
Heavenly Will spoke:
"Come on, let’s return to congress. The Grand Council Chairman is waiting for you."
At the round table, only Levi was there.
He said:
"I’ve found traces of the Golden Sacred Realm, plan to travel afar for a while. How are you now? Is there any problem guarding Nora alone?"
Emmon replied:
"I’m alright. I just can’t wield Strength for long, but there’s no problem with brief use. The Nora Netherworld community still lingers with power; no one dares to invade... Times have changed. The initiative is now ours."
Levi replied:
"That’s good."
He then looked to Heavenly Will.
"Trouble Barbarian Ancestor to go with me as well."
Golden Will should be Four Emperor Level.
To be safe, Levi decided to bring another top-level powerhouse for the journey.
The most suitable was certainly "All-Knowing" Heavenly Will.
He had fought Golden Will before and was quite familiar with its Ability.
Heavenly Will said:
"No problem."
Though its power was no longer at peak, it could still spar with the Four Emperors.
Finally, after making some arrangements—
Levi led Heavenly Will, stepping into Chaos Dimension.
As for the Dark Ancient Tower, it had expended too much recently and was still storing energy.
For this, Levi urged everyone: whenever idle, ten draws at once!
Won’t lose from draws, and won’t be tricked either.
Inside the ancient tower, two supreme treasures still remained unretrieved.
One was the [Void Blade], the other the [Blood Tai Sui Bone].
...
Fleshly fetus.
After the great Chaos explosion, a number of things were released.
The fleshly fetus was one, and Red and Black Mother was spawned from it.
Its form looked like a placenta above any dimension.
After billions of years, it had lost liveliness, leaving only a single Space.
No resources here, survival isn’t sustainable.
Blood and Flesh Palace stood in the Void, surrounded by tired Nightmare Monarchs.
Already less than 180, with just 150 left.
As the saying goes, "even a tiger won’t eat its cubs."
But, in this Universe, that doesn’t apply.
To heal wounds, Nightmare Will devoured twenty Monarchs.
The Master of Horror devoured ten more.
The surviving Monarchs were utterly regretful.
Had they known, surrender would have been better.
Better to become slaves than be food for others.
The Master of Horror asked:
"Lord, what do we do next?"
Nightmare Will answered: