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Chapter 132. Nightmare's Taunting Face

Chapter 132. Nightmare's Taunting Face

"Hahahaha! A bunch of clowns, you deserve it! I told you that the God of Light was no ordinary person, yet you still went anyway, even into an obvious trap. You're so stupid."

Within the shared dimension, the dream's mocking laughter pierced through countless dimensions, causing the three dimensional demons seated to look extremely ugly.

Setorak frowned. A strange and domineering power of light appeared on his originally distorted and chaotic form, as if it was trying to correct itself from chaos to balance and order.

Mephisto and Dormammu beside him were the same, especially Dormammu, whose darkness and light were intertwined, making him look incongruous. "Speak up, why aren't you talking? Don't you like it? You are the greatest amusement I have ever seen. You have lived for so long and you still don't know how to investigate your opponents. All you know is to keep attacking."

The nightmare continued its intense taunts.

"Especially you, Mephisto, aren't you the best at deception? How come you were fooled so badly this time?"

No matter how much Meng mocked him, Mephisto remained silent with a gloomy face.

Among the dimensional demons, the strong are respected. Having had a portion of his dimension corrupted by the God of Light and lost his power, he is now truly helpless against the Nightmare.

"Nightmare, stop laughing at us. If we don't unite, we'll all die when the God of Light finds us. His power and essence have reached a level I can't even comprehend."

Sedorak, barely suppressing his anger, admitted that he had truly bitten off more than he could chew this time.

"Join forces?" The nightmare instantly floated to Setorak's side. "You've lived this long, can't you see what methods the God of Light is using? What's the use of joining forces? You can only pray that he's not that idle."

"Bang!!"

Setorak slammed his right hand on the table, causing the entire shared dimension to fluctuate violently. Countless cracks appeared in the dimensional space, as if the entire dimension would collapse at any moment.

He sighed, countless thoughts flashing through his mind, finally turning into a sigh.

As dimensional demons, controlling their own dimension is a very simple matter; they can define and evolve everything within their dimension at will.

Physical laws and cosmic laws are completely ineffective in this self-dimensional world, which is highly dominated by dimensional demons.

But during the brief exchange with the God of Light, something happened that even someone like Setorak, who was almost at the top of the dimensional demon gods, found unbelievable.

The God of Light, whom no one had ever seen in other universes, was able to define the dimension controlled by the Dimensional Demon God from outside the dimension itself, defining its affiliation, its rules, its chaos and balance, and even its very existence.

Even though Setorak had lived for so long, he had never seen anything like this. If word got out, the demons of other dimensions would just laugh and think that this demon had something wrong with his head.

But that's the truth. If it weren't for the power of the God of Light still eroding his essence, he wouldn't have believed that such a terrifying existence existed.

If given a choice, he would definitely choose to stay far away from this unique Earth.

No wonder everyone thinks this Earth is far more palatable than other Earths; it turns out that the guardians on it are stronger than we can comprehend.

The more delicious the place, the more dangerous it is—that makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

As the nightmare looked at the three powerful dimensional demons, each a different color and in an unprecedented state of mental collapse, a smile appeared in the nightmare's eyes, and a good idea came to mind.

He said slowly, "Actually, there is another way for you to evade the search of the God of Light. It all depends on whether you have the courage to do it."

"What method?" Dormammu asked anxiously.

The light that enveloped him was constantly corrupting his heart—hope, light, protection, courage.

A surge of positive emotions welled up within him, and for the first time, he felt that being corrupted was such a painful thing.

What's most infuriating is that he couldn't dispel this power even a little bit.

The nightmare's lips curled into a smile, which looked especially terrifying in the darkness, but in the eyes of the demons, this smile represented their only hope.

"Go beyond all creation, where all the forces of the real universe can be banished, and the gaze of the God of Light can be removed from you."

"Beyond all creation?" Mephisto blinked, his red and white skin making him look particularly ridiculous. "You mean the place where Sithon was exiled?"

"That's right." The Nightmare nodded. "You have come into contact with his projection before. Although it is outside of all cosmic structures, it is actually similar to a super-giant dimension."

"It can also be assimilated and occupied by beings like us, but it is too vast. Over countless years, even the source of dark magic has not been able to completely occupy it."

"And the price?" Setorak asked slowly.

As a veteran dimensional demon god, he knew all too well that everything comes at a price; it was just a matter of whether one could bear it.

Meng smiled slightly: "The price is simple. You must use all your believers and power to enable him to touch reality, no matter which universe's reality it is, as long as he can touch it even a little bit."

"Is it that simple?" Mephisto asked skeptically. He didn't believe that simply sacrificing everything to connect to reality would be enough to get help.

"Simple?" The form of the dream suddenly changed. "His origins involve some secrets of the universe, and the ancient gods' blockade of him has reached an unprecedented level."

"He can manifest here through some power, and even use some power in reality, but he cannot truly descend into reality."

Especially now.

"What do you mean?" Dormammu asked, a question mark above his head, looking puzzled. "What's the difference between being able to use power in reality and descending into reality?"

Meng shook her head: "In fact, I can't explain the essence of this matter either. You just need to know that the universe where the God of Light resides is not simple, and its essence is far beyond your imagination."

"But as long as you can make Xisorn touch a sliver of reality, you can break the curse of the God of Light and launch a counterattack against the God of Light."

The three dimensional demons, "cursed" by the God of Light, exchanged a glance and slowly nodded. Perhaps this was the only way now, as the fear of death lingered in their hearts.

"Very good." A glint of light flashed in the Nightmare's eyes. "You will be glad you made this choice."

Come on, follow me.

After speaking, a red and black aura appeared in the Nightmare's hand, connecting it to everything beyond creation.

Several demons followed him swiftly to the land of exile.

In the real world, Ji Yuan, through the light's erosion, took in everything, a smile playing on his lips: "Another clown added to the list."