Chapter 686: Chapter 686

So... we actually arrived too late?!

Looking at Leon, dressed in a costume that should belong to the King of Nightmares, smiling as he walked out of the Ice Cream Castle, everyone outside the city was instantly dumbfounded. The nightmare scarecrow that tore open the Ice Cream Castle was even more defenseless and stammered:

"You... I... what about them?"

"We were so close to success!"

The swamp serpent, covered in bite marks, emerged from the shattered dream realm, its snake eyes blazing as it roared furiously:

"You damn fool! How dare you let him out?!"

The green wave sea monster, covered in wounds, also chased out from the fractured dream realm and crashed into the Nightmare River, then said with a face full of grief:

"It’s over, this time it’s completely over!"

"Stop the nonsense! Act quickly!"

The dune giant worm, half withered, emerged from the dream realm, blocking the side of Nightmare Leon, and shouted with full caution:

"Stop him! He hasn’t escaped yet; we still have a chance to... Ah!"

Along with a scream, numerous strange beetles of black and gold colors crawled out from the body of the dune giant worm, starting to ravenously eat its still vibrant side. It fell to the ground in pain, rolling in a display of dying throes.

If not for a gust of cold wind carrying joyful songs freezing the emerging beetles in time, the massive body of the dune giant worm likely wouldn’t last long before being completely consumed.

"You all, don’t get it wrong."

Putting down the fingers pointing at the dune giant worm, Nightmare Leon blinked his pupils, which were black and gold like beetle shells, and spoke slowly:

"The reason I am not running is not because I cannot run, but because there’s no need.

From the moment I opened my eyes, I, Leon Laine, the Dream Realm Destroyer born from the fear of the entire Dream Realm, have been the strongest Nightmare in the Demonic Soul Abyss.

Even if I do nothing now, the Authority of [Nightmare] you all are wielding will naturally flow towards me, towards the hearts of all living beings in the Dream Realm, representing the supreme terror and the only Nightmare!"

Bro... why are you starting this act?

Looking at Nightmare Leon standing far away with his head held high, eyes closed, arms outspread, putting on a stance of "I am the king of the world," the real Leon felt so embarrassed he couldn’t stand it, the toes in his shoes sparking from the awkwardness.

Seeing someone with your face and body, in gaudy clothes, filled with an overbearing confidence, speaking cringe-worthy fierce words, this experience is truly incredibly unbearable.

It was reminiscent of when you were a grade-schooler, secretly writing world-domination plans in your homework book and then having someone publicly reveal them as if being executed in shame...

Just as Leon was overwhelmed with awkwardness, wishing he could dig a hole beneath his feet to escape to the Earth’s core, the scarecrow nightmare, completely bewildered by the sudden situation, finally managed to recover.

And seeing Nightmare Leon’s incredibly familiar attire and the shiny mirror crown on his head, the scarecrow nightmare became furious, shouting aloud:

"You scoundrel! Why do you wear the crown belonging to the King of Nightmares?"

"Hmm? You mean this?"

Upon hearing the scarecrow nightmare’s words, Nightmare Leon touched the crown with his hand, then looked at the scarecrow, whose eyes were filled with fear, and answered with a smile:

"It is somewhat strange that the crown supposed to belong to the King of Nightmares appears on my head? Hmm... what do you think is the reason?"

I think it’s because... because...

Though having a faint suspicion in his heart, he dared not consider that terrifying answer. Looking at Nightmare Leon’s face filled with audacious laughter, the scarecrow nightmare felt his heart shatter and roared loudly, controlling the giant Leon to punch heavily.

"What happened to the King of Nightmares! What did you do to him?! Ahhh!"

Yet bizarrely, the terrifying punch, formed by the fear of hundreds of thousands of nightmares and powerful enough to make the True God retreat temporarily, turned out to be less than a gentle breeze brushing against Nightmare Leon’s face.

The scarecrow nightmare’s mighty attack, before even reaching Nightmare Leon, had already disintegrated into countless streams of varying shades of black smoke, desperately escaping from Nightmare Leon’s side, not daring to linger even a moment.

And with each futile effort, the giant Leon, led by the scarecrow nightmare, began to exhibit changes, inching closer towards Nightmare Leon.

In the end, the giant Leon even stopped the attack entirely, standing quietly on the surface of the Nightmare River, facing Nightmare Leon with a similarly eerie smile on his face.

Move! Please, move for me!!!

Seeing his greatest reliance unexpectedly lose control, unable to respond no matter how much he spurred it, and feeling the despairing pressure in front, the body of the scarecrow nightmare began trembling uncontrollably.

It was at this time that Nightmare Leon, who had not retaliated and simply watched its resistance with laughter, suddenly spoke with a smile and praised:

"Not bad, not bad. I admire your loyalty. Considering how faithful you are, I’ll tell you about the King’s situation~ "

What he means... could the King of Nightmares still be alive?!

Hearing Nightmare Leon’s words, the scarecrow nightmare trembled all over, instinctively looking towards Nightmare Leon. In its eyes, which had two portions of expectation and eight portions of fear, Nightmare Leon suddenly licked his lips and then pulled the corners of his mouth up, full of malice, whispering:

"The King of Nightmares... had a wonderful taste; I was very satisfied."

Seeing Nightmare Leon’s evil smile, along with the other seven silent nightmare envoys in the distance, the scarecrow nightmare’s last line of defense in its heart was utterly breached, and it fell to its knees with a thud.

The rest, who had given up their fears and formed the giant Leon, also knelt simultaneously at its collapse, gazing with terror at the nightmare descending into "reality," not daring to make even a slight move. This update is available on novel✶fire.net

Feeling the Authority of [Nightmare] flowing steadily towards him from the entire group of nightmares, Nightmare Leon couldn’t help but exhibit a look of satisfaction, then walked leisurely to the fallen scarecrow nightmare.

He extended his right hand to the fallen scarecrow nightmare, smiling as he said:

"Their [Nightmare] has long belonged to me. Now hand over your [Nightmare] too!"

Trembling as he opened Nightmare Leon’s hand, the scarecrow nightmare spoke with resentment:

"The King of Nightmares... even if you devoured the King and obtained all the [Nightmare], you are ultimately just a fake! What they fear is not you, this nightmare born from fear, but that true Destroyer!"

"Yes, I am indeed just a fake, a nightmare born from the ’Leon destroying the Dream Realm’ nightmare."

Nightmare Leon nodded upon hearing this, then smiled and retorted:

"But what difference does it make?

Though I am a fake, the real Destroyer won’t suddenly arrive in the Dream Realm to fight me for the position of Lord of Nightmares, so... Hmm?"