“Ugh!” 0

A wave of dizziness washed over Leonard as a torrent of sensory input and energy surged into his perception. It had been a long time since his mind went blank, leaving him reeling with such disorientation. 0

In terms of time, it couldn’t have been more than a few dozen seconds. 0

Breaking free from the authority of the Bringer of Slumber, Leonard was immediately forced to doubt his own eyes. 0

“You’ve returned faster than I expected. Impressive.” Wade was standing at the far end of his sight, facing him directly. 0

Under Wade’s feet lay a massive serpent, one so enormous it dwarfed a mountain in both size and weight. 0

It was Ofnir, the Bringer of Chaos. Once a figure of fear and worship for being an apostle of the Outer God Mocking Slayer, the serpent now lay headless. The charred remains of his neck made it unmistakably clear who was responsible. 0

—■■■■■■■?! ■■■■■!!? 0

Even Svafnir, the apostle who had infiltrated Leonard’s mind, let out a shrill cry upon witnessing the scene. Unlike Ofnir, Svafnir’s smaller and semi-transparent figure floated with an almost ghostly form.0

Wade sneered at the sight and ground his heel deeper into Ofnir’s massive body. “If the two of you didn’t collaborate, you’d be considered the weakest among Demigod Tier beings....0