Enemy. Approaching. What. To. Do. The Crawling Chaos slowly revealed his consciousness after sensing a deluge of wills from his other territories. All his subordinates were practically begging for their lives, requesting rescue or support. However, the Crawling Chaos did not respond and simply smiled.

As a primordial being whose life began when the universe was created, he had grown exhausted from observing so many insignificant actions. His consciousness was almost worn out, and so he rarely awakened unless there was something fun. Most of the time, he just let time pass. Perhaps even searching for the Black King’s legacy and going into the Tower to try and resurrect him were too much by this point.

The Black King had already fallen into a deep sleep many years ago. It was likely just the Crawling Chaos’ deep-seated loyalty towards him that kept him searching. His attempt to find and resurrect the Black King was like entertainment, like getting in touch with an old friend.

The Crawling Chaos had no regrets about his life, which was why he was trying to resurrect the Black King even in the face of danger or death. It was the most entertaining thing he could do right now, and using...