Capítulo 63: Chapter 40 Nyx Trail

The newly born deity opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw of the world was the boundless night, as well as two ancient gods who felt even more 'present' than the night sky itself.

One was the master of this place, with the entire domain resonating with her; the other was still fused with the power of the Spirit Realm, with seven layers of phantoms presenting themselves to his divine sight.

In the perception of the God of Sleep, two vast auras stretched from heaven to earth, capable of grinding him to dust with a mere lift of their hands.

Subconsciously feeling a bit tense, Hypnos couldn't help but clench the deep purple flute in his hand. It was his natal Divine Artifact, a fusion of parts of "Sleep" and "Dreamscape," along with a slight touch of "Chaos" and "Music" from the Spirit Realm.

The lullabies played on it could put gods into slumber and allow creatures to lose their minds in their dreams, amusing the gods with their skirmishes.