Seventh Floor, Dark DimensionInside the black castle of the Dark Lord."Who dares to change the rules of the Dark Dimension, is it one of the Elves!?" Darbend shouted at his subordinates loudly. There was clearly anger in his tone.Some of his subordinates kneeling before him remained silent, unsure of how to respond. Then, a familiar voice spoke up. "Alioth, he is also a traitor." The voice came from a tall man with scars on his face, oozing pus that instantly turned into white acid, it was Conine The Disease."Alioth? That brat!?" Darbend began to lose patience. But he also wasn't sure. Until now, Alioth had been like the youngest child among the Emperors. He was the last Emperor directly appointed by the Dark Lord to rule the dream realm on the seventh floor.He knew Alioth liked to cause trouble like a typical youngest child, but he was very obedient. Besides, unlike Allen The Fate, Alioth had no way to break the contract with the Da

After realizing he was inside a dream, Alden showed no signs of alertness; instead, he appeared more relaxed.Conine clearly didn't notice this anomaly. For him, no one could defeat him in the dream realm except Alioth or Dark Lord. He had great confidence in this.The surrounding area began to be hit by an invisible wind, causing Alden's short cloak to flutter.As confidence seemed to fill Conine's mind, he immediately launched a deadly attack that he could only use in the dream realm. As an expert in this field, Conine knew that imagination was one of the keys to victory.Green sparks began to spread from the highest point in the dream sky. Alden looked up to observe it carefully. As the fire began to spread rapidly, Conine made another attack, using the Toth Plague as a physical weapon, strong and fast tentacles.The swinging tentacles brought with them a rush of wind.Alden remained calm as the tentacles drew closer to him. "

In a brightly lit white room, Alden witnessed a scene as if it were pumped into his head. He observed what was happening in the outside world, the brief conversations and short battles between Allen The Fate and Darbend The Eclipse, all quite clear.After contemplating, Alden closed his eyes and took a breath. At the same time, a crack appeared in the room as if something had just shattered the white light around it.From the crack, a golden cage fell from above. It landed gently and smoothly on the surface in front of Alden.He saw Allen the Fate do something to the cage where Zenith was imprisoned, and he wasn't surprised to see the cage in front of him. In fact, this was according to plan.Allen the Fate could take over Alden's body in critical moments because of the effect of the ring of fate. The Ring of Fate, in short, was a dimension of fate built based on the uniqueness of the Fate Eater's mind, which was the main material. By combining it

Hearing Black Orb's brief explanation, Alden nodded in understanding. He knew his main issue right now in fighting multiple enemies at once was his limitation in mana capacity. Indeed, the Hell Monocle had enhanced his mana capacity to a certain extent, but in this situation, the results would still be apparent.Additionally, Merlin's presence also brought about change. Alden wasn't sure if Merlin would assist him in this battle or let him be defeated to then exploit it to defeat Darbend as well. Either way, Alden was a descendant of one of the Emperors in the Dark Dimension!Knowing that the only thing he could rely on was his own abilities, Alden tried to push aside some of those brief thoughts and focused on his opponent.A skeletal arm hurled like a boomerang, a light slash from Alden's sword sliced the yellowish-white object in half, halting its momentum.Following the attack, a red dragon spewed flames devoured by the darkness. In this momen

After the golden explosion occurred, Darbend transformed into pure darkness. He seemed to merge with shadows, becoming the embodiment of darkness itself. All the golden light was blatantly absorbed, rendering any attack ineffective against him.He looked down and saw Alden attempting something on his mana extraction. He flicked his fingers and sent a fragment of light towards the Red Dragon.On the ground, Alden hastened his steps with the Acceleration Spell from the wind element. Making his body as light as a feather yet precise and sharp as he sliced through the air, encountering almost no obstacles in his path.When he stood before the Red Dragon, Alden immediately focused on the mana streams. And one concept that made him unique, "I am not destined to die here," he murmured. At that moment, red smoke began to emanate from nothingness, coalescing and seemingly forming a sword above his own sword.With the power of the domain of fate, Alden inte