Usually, after Twilight comes the night, and night is for sleeping.
This dream felt like an eternity for the Fifth demon god.
His wails echoed throughout the entire Abyss.
Even Mike, standing at a distance, felt his hair stand on end, a chill running down his spine.
It was too tragic.
He couldn't bear to watch.
Mike closed his eyes silently, but fearing he'd miss something, he quickly opened them again.
Ares said calmly, "Two more moves."
The Fifth demon god's wails ceased, and his immense will turned cold and ruthless. He growled menacingly, "Ares, you can't use the same move on me twice!"
Mike raised an eyebrow. Ares had such a limitation?
It seemed to be a side effect of his battle with the Supreme Demon God.
"You reminded me; I almost forgot."
Facing the Fifth demon god's taunts, Ares remained indifferent and spoke again,
"Do you know the legend of the Nightmare?"
