"...Foolish Melter."
The twisted-limbed Black Mud Asexual that emerged from the screen coldly stated in the empty president's office.
In the overlapping sound that made one's soul feel uncomfortable, a clear feeling of annoyance appeared for the first time.
As soon as the words fell, it silently disintegrated, turning into a bit of sticky, cold, freezing "black sludge," and together with the black mud cloaking the entire Federation, which were depriving the "Dream Authority," they departed from the Source Star, integrating into the Hidden Net following the locator.
The Dream Kingdom, already powerless to resist, was once again moved a distance.
