Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!!!
As the blood color gradually spread throughout his body, dyeing all the mist red, the King of Nightmares, whose mind was filled only with this one thought, strangely regained some calmness.
During the brief respite between two waves of intense pain, he turned his head and glanced in a certain direction, and a fierce glint suddenly flashed in the King of Nightmares' eyes.
Absolutely cannot let him leave!
This damned Cleaner may not know, but I am very aware that the Scorpio Director of the Clean-up Bureau is now in this layer of the nightmare.
To avoid being tracked by the aura, I refrained from moving the scales of the dune worm, causing the Scorpio Director to see the situation here. Now he is forcing his way back, trying desperately to return to the City of Plagues.
