The words had barely been spoken.
A tall figure, as imposing as a mountain, was accompanied by a vast golden-blue divine light. It traversed countless layers of the persistent and inexorable nightmare world, and descended here.
Tap!
Black military boots stepped onto the surface of the dark blue sea, as if treading on solid ground, making a crisp sound.
"It's indeed here."
Previously engulfed by the dream turbulence stirred up by the Source of Nightmare, Aiven had to exert great effort to transit through the Spirit Realm and return to the Material World, resulting in a significant delay.
After notifying the Goddess of this sudden attack and advising her to prepare for the worst,
He brought Olivia, who was also adept in the soul realm, and Angie, who possessed special abilities, and followed the life essence of the Nymphs here.
Any living creature, no matter which layer of the Material World they resided in, could not impede the steps of Aiven, the God of All Things Fertile.
