A Sorcerer's scent?
An unfamiliar-looking, yet strong Dreadlord servant had arrived for a visit, saying that a heavy Sorcerer's scent was present the moment he entered. All the Horrifying Creatures in the hall instinctively looked at the inconspicuous wooden bed behind the Dream Watcher King.
Right at this moment, the World Aperture on the wooden bed had started to form as the Nightmare World entered midnight.
"Ugh! Taste Bud King, if you dare ruin this chance at rebirth for me, you will not only be opposing me, you'll be opposing the Nightmare Mire Dreadlord!"
"Bang!" The Dream Watcher King smashed the wooden chair beneath him. The entire chair shattered instantly as his huge figure rose and he stared directly at the tall Dreadlord servant standing by the door.
His three eyes emitted a glow for battle, not backing out, and burning with coercion. The entire castle started to shake according to the Dream Watcher King's sudden change of emotions.