Nero immediately sat down in meditation.
But before entering his consciousness, he spread his senses across the surrounding area.
His perception covered everything within several kilometers.
Nothing escaped his awareness.
Every fluctuation of prana.
Every movement.
Every change in the air.
He wasn't going to make some novice mistake.
The pocket world was dangerous.
Even though he had already defeated countless powerful monsters, there was no guarantee that something stronger wouldn't suddenly appear.
Nero opened his eyes.
Two of his Shadow Slaves emerged from the ground.
The fake black dragon and the White-Horned Wolf.
They stood several meters away from him.
Nero didn't need to speak.
The two creatures understood their task.
Guard him.
If anything approached, they would alert him immediately.
Only after confirming that everything was secure did Nero close his eyes.
His consciousness descended.
Deeper.
And deeper.
Until the world around him disappeared.
