1587 Dream Gate
Sunny remained motionless for a few moments, staring at the distant figure wearing a bright vermilion cloak.
The clouds veiling the sky were not clouds, but a myriad of flying swords. The man standing on the ruined wall of the siege capital was not a mere mortal, but a Sovereign.
One of the three Supreme humans in existence…
Anvil of Valor, the King of Swords.
The Sovereign was facing a Great Titan. Sunny recognized that harrowing creature from the Battle of the Black Skull, where it had decimated the armies of both Valor and Song. The Titan was vast and abominable, its power inconceivable…
But the King of Swords was no less terrifying.
He was more like a force of nature than a human being, a walking cataclysm that tolerated no defiance. Where Anvil stood, his will was the law. Wherever his sword pointed was his kingdom.
And within the borders of his kingdom, his authority was absolute.
Whoever dared to disobey would be obliterated by a flood of slaying swords.
Sunny took a stifled breath.
'Crazy… it's crazy.'
That was what Nephis wanted to fight against?
He slowly shook his head and forced himself to look away from the awesome visage of the rain of swords. If each of them was infused with the power of a Supreme being… then Anvil was much more powerful than Sunny had ever imagined.
Considering that he was effortlessly controlling enough swords to cover the entire sky, this whole siege capital could be destroyed by the tyrannical Sovereign in a matter of seconds. There was no one in the waking world strong enough to stop him.
Well… except for the other two. Ki Song and Asterion.
Are they here, in Antarctica, as well?
Sunny wondered. The Queen of Worms had to have descended, too. As for the most mysterious of the Sovereigns, who knew? His ways were inscrutable.
Finally, his gaze settled on the titanic Gate.
A Nightmare Gate… no, not quite.
A Dream Gate.
Something clicked in his mind, and Sunny's eyes widened slightly.
Of course. It makes sense…
Sunny had been wary of the Sovereigns for many years, but he did not really know a lot about them — and about their power. What did it mean, exactly, to be Supreme? He had learned that the Sovereigns possessed a unique ability to create, rule, and expand their Domains. Even this piece of information was vague and shallow at best.
However, that was not what Sunny was currently thinking about.
Rather, he was thinking about a more subtle characteristic of those carrying the Nightmare Spell.
Awakened traveled to the Dream Realm when they slept. Masters could enter it at will and physically, leaving a tether behind. Saints were like miniature Gateways, able to come and go between the two words as they pleased, and even carry people with them.
What about the Sovereigns, then? How did this facet of their power evolve when they rose to the Supreme Rank?
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