But clearly, the Abyssal Maw was standing there, and until he spoke, no one dared to move.

With a smile, the Abyssal Maw said to everyone, "Do not fear, I will not harm you. I will take you and let you witness how the Flower Fairy, about to be revived, falls at the last moment!"

Evidently, the demon's true intention was not to prevent the Flower Fairy's revival but to ensure the Flower Fairy's complete downfall.

"The Holy Mother will punish your evil!" Alati cried out with eyes shining a fierce Holy Light.

"Oh ho ho ho, the Holy Light boy is angry!" The Abyssal Maw pretended to be scared, stepped back several steps, and said with a smile.

The insulting actions caused Alati and the members of the Holy Mother Church behind him to flare up with anger.

But their fury did not mask their despair.

"The Holy Mother? Where is she now? Can she save the Flower Fairy on the brink of death?"

"No, she cannot. This is the world of the Dream Realm, you better pray to the deities within the Dream Realm. Unfortunately, they were the first to flee. Ha ha ha ha ha!"

The Abyssal Maw guffawed loudly.

Not only him, but all the demons surrounding them also began to laugh.

At this moment, the Magic Power and his previous covert actions had been completely successful. Now he was truly showcasing his dark humor.

"Why don't I give you a suggestion?" The demon suddenly shut his mouth, halting his laughter.

Gazing at them, he said, "How about praying to the Dream Kings? Here they are more effective than the deities you believe in, ha ha ha ha!"

After speaking, he couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"What a pity, ha ha ha. The deities you foolish mortals believe in are among the culprits of the world's ruin.

These rulers of the Dream Realm wish to wipe you all out, why would they help you? Ha ha ha!"

It turns out, even in the Dream Realm, the power of the Holy Mother and they cannot reach?

Is this how the other Dream Kings view reality?

To say the least, this demon, though dark-humored, is indeed one of the powerful entities surviving from ancient times.

He knows quite a lot, Alka quietly hid among the crowd listening intently.

It's all invaluable information.

Just then, Alka suddenly felt a faint Holy Light flash in his mind.

Evidently, the Holy Mother seemed slightly dissatisfied with his current state of sitting tight.

At this moment, the mark of the Flower Fairy on his forehead also faintly flickered, a light floral scent wafting out.

A weak but angry voice also echoed in his mind.

"How much longer are you going to wait to crush this damned clown!"

Hearing the voice of the Flower Fairy in his mind.

Alka awkwardly scratched his cheek.

It seems both goddesses were somewhat displeased.

The light floral scent that emitted at this moment also attracted the attention of everyone present.

The Abyssal Maw looked at Alka, squinting slightly.

Alka immediately concealed his body within the Dream Realm.

This is the Dream Realm, and he is the ruler of this region.

"Hmm... a floral scent? Has the Holy Mother's follower also received the Flower Fairy's blessing?"

Due to Alka's timely concealment, his focus evidently didn't allow him to see through the shield, or the essence of Alka within the Dream Realm.

"Let me think, that one who calls my name and wants to make a deal, seeking to escape the suppression of the two deities, seems similar to you." He said, smiling.

Clearly, he was referring to the Nafasi Clan that signed a pact with him.

"Those mortals are indeed bold, trying to exploit loopholes under the watch of two deities while seeking my benefits without paying a price.

Mortals, always like this."

Then he suddenly turned to look at Alka and said, "I admire you, mortal. Would you not choose to follow your predecessors and turn to believe in me?

I will grant you power, and make you the sole survivor of this disaster."

Then he glanced at Chadite and others beside Alka.

"Well, if you're worried about your companions, I can spare their lives for your sake, how about that?"

Even the gaze of Alati and the Silent Saintess at this moment couldn't help but shift to Alka.

So perceptive, he must have surely known information about them from Karuto and others.

Even at this time, still disgusting people.

"Roar!" Suddenly the Crystal Dragon beside Jason roared.

"Such difficult curses, you surviving ones of the Prismatic Clan." He glanced at the Crystal Dragon, slightly disdainful.

"What a pity, in the disaster brought by the deities, even your kind couldn't escape extinction? Now only you, a little guy knowing nothing, remain.

Truly tragic."

Hearing this, Alka almost couldn't bear to let him continue his performance.

This demon seems to be a big mouth, can't help revealing a few secret pieces of information to anyone.

While spreading his dark humor, he also mocks.

Now already sensing victory at hand, speaking all sorts of things frantically.

Seems prepared to insult everyone present before eliminating them all.

And to Alka, these words are all meaningful and valuable intelligence.

Regarding such top-level intelligence, Alka always believes the more one knows the better, you never know when it might reveal itself under some treasure.

This is Alka's summarised experience.

Yet the demon no longer spoke more, gazing at Alka, seemingly awaiting his answer. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Uh... why don't you say a bit more?"

"What?" This demon seemed strange staring at Alka.

Afterward, slightly impatient, with a hint of anger.

"Are you mocking me? Pitiful mortal."

At this moment, the Nightmare still hid in that realm of fear, watching this side.

Staring intensely at Alka.

"Damn it, what are you waiting for? Go up now. Turn that performing guy on stage into a laughingstock, a fool!

Quick! Go up!"

He hid in his domain of fear, roaring furiously, imagining the scene afterward, even starting to tremble all over.

At this time, the Abyssal Maw frowned.

"Nightmare! I know you are watching? You damned coward. However, you are merely a pathetic fragment. Keep hiding in your black mist and watch.

See this broken world dragged into the Abyss, becoming part of the Abyss!"

"Big-mouthed demon! Haven't you noticed?"

At this moment, Nightmare's emotion seemed to explode, his voice sounded around.

"Ha, coward, lurking nearby?"

The Abyssal Maw sneered dismissively.

"You are here saying all this, aren't you just searching for the Flower Fairy's whereabouts? Don't think I don't know."

Hearing this, the Gardener's eyes widened, about to take action, but at this moment Pororo suddenly stopped her.

With the Gardener's puzzled look, she slightly shook her head.

It turns out the demon was always speaking here just to do this.

"But your performance on stage falls into some people's eyes, like a clown. Truly amusing! I almost laughed out loud!"

Hearing this, the Abyssal Maw suddenly frowned, looked over at Alka and them.

Watching Alka, watching the companions beside Alka.

Seeing them looking at him without a trace of fear or panic! They are watching you perform! Ha ha ha.

How does it feel to become someone else's entertainment on your own stage, showing off like a monkey!"

At this moment, the Abyssal Maw, already paying no mind to the surrounding voices.

And instead, watching Alka and them.