After calming down, Lear leapt from the more than ten-meter high dirt mound, landing steadily on the ground with a thud.
The earth sunk in, engulfing the tops of his feet.
The Dark Night Hunter's physique was strong enough, his knees slightly bent to absorb the impact.
Standing up straight, he walked towards the half-buried arm of the Master of Madness.
Getting closer, he could see more clearly.
It was a pale, three-clawed arm, with the elbow covered in soil.
Roughly estimating, it was over two meters in length, covered in black and red veins, torn at the arm to reveal muscle fibers and bones exposed to the air.
Getting slightly closer, one could feel the chaotic aura that could drive people insane rushing forth.
The Abyssal Evil God - Master of Madness, wielding the Authority of Madness, loved to torment enemies until they collapsed into madness.
