I turned around at the terrible sound and my shoulders slumped. A really unexpected being was roaring there.

“Ink dragon...?”

It seemed that Mido had succeeded. This was the killing technique of Imitator of Light that I had told Mido about. It was a huge deal that a single constellation could artificially create a dragon. Monet, a painter who used to draw with light until he lost the light. Then he used shadow ink to imitate light. Originally, a maximum of 100 soldiers could be created with shadow ink, but if I remembered correctly, an ink dragon cost 50. Fortunately, Monet seemed to favor Mido.

The ink dragon roared toward the sky once again. However, there was a powerful magic in the sound. My ears seemed to ring and at the same time, strength was drained out of my body.

“Groan.”

[You have been hit by the Fear of the ink dragon.]

[Fear reduces all stats by 20%.]

[You won’t be able to move for five seconds.]

“What? Why attack us?”

[The first apostle, ‘Prometheus,’ is shouting at you to avoid it!]

“......!”

It was in the blink of an e...