Angel gazed at the dense fog constructed from the Nightmare Realm's aura. As he stared deeper, he seemed to see a towering stone tower, a dim wasteland city, a castle covered in rose vines...and other bizarre scenes.
These were all sights from the Nightmare Realm.
Illusions beamed into reality—a sign of the extremely dense Nightmare Realm's aura.
Tree Spirit: "Let's go down; they're all waiting for you on the island. Oh, and remember to follow me closely and avoid the fog. Although Rhein frequently clears it, there are always some live wires and parasites lurking inside."
Even though Angel didn't feel any threat from the fog and even found it slightly comforting, he still nodded in agreement with Tree Spirit's words.
As Tree Spirit and Angel flew towards the island, they inevitably passed by the edge of the fog.
