"The Soul Nightmare has been slain by us!"
"We've eliminated a powerful Black Fog Symbiont, a mortal enemy!"
"As expected of me, endowed with both wisdom and beauty, with my assistance, even a pig could become the Master of Dreams!"
The massive body of the Nightmare collapsed, its filthy aura quickly dissipating, the power of the cold receding at the speed of light, and a never-before-seen black gas passed through Rod's chest and flew towards the Soul Altar.
Looking on with delight, Rod wondered what kind of soul this would be?
The Book of Knowledge ran frantic circles at his feet, too excited to stop.
The puppet also came to his side, its slack body indicating its relaxed state.
But in the next moment, the Book of Knowledge abruptly stopped, and the puppet tensed in an instant.
Rod sensed their abnormal state, "What's wrong?"
The Book of Knowledge trembled non-stop, unable to speak.
The puppet bent down too, indicating a state of battle readiness.
