Angela was right. The Moai had suddenly appeared in the Underworld again, surrounding the walls of Valhǫll before standing still.

“Where did all these Moai…” Dominique muttered.

With the changes made to the Underworld after the Second Restoration, the Underworld now felt extremely cramped with so many Moai gathered in one spot. Dominique was getting disgusted at the sheer number of Moai gathered.

However, she quickly ordered Quantus with a stern expression, “It’s best we prepare the Nagas, just in case.”

All the Nagas had evolved to Hero-Grade status, but she wasn’t sure if they would be enough to stop the tainted army of Moai. That was how endless the Moai appeared to her. It was as if the entire Underworld were filled with them.

Upon hearing her instructions, Quantus placed the Naga Protection Squadron at the forefront and gathered the Guardian Dragons, who had barely recovered from their fatigue, in one place.

“How did we not know about this?” Dominique mused. Rikshasha appeared guilty, but the truth is, Dominique wasn’t rebuking her. She truly didn’t understand.

It was impossible to understand how the Moai, that had disappeared like the wind, had suddenly reappeared out of the blue and gathered like this. No matter how much she...