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Chapter 232: White Hole

Chapter 232: White Hole

Late at night, in a remote corner of the Chained Isles, bordering the jagged mountain range enshrouded in fog, a large camp had been set up. From a distance, Awakened workers could be clearly seen performing mundane tasks, while scouts would routinely explore through a specific route, which circled a large gap between the islands.

The chains that stretched out to this gap were torn and broken, hanging limply towards the Sky Below.

Using the crest of a small hill as a vantage point, Sunny had been observing the area for the last hour or so from his folding chair. He was planning to bring Seele with him, but decided otherwise. He didn’t have much of a need to bring her, so he sent her back to the Sanctuary.

’It’s really gone.’

This was where the Night Temple was supposed to be. It had never moved since the dawn of the Nightmare Spell, thousands of years ago. Yet, this ancient Citadel had either been completely destroyed or moved... and someone would have certainly noticed a moving island.

’Huh.’

Sunny shrugged, folded up his chair, then stuffed it into the gaping maw of the Covetous Coffer. Using Shadow Manipulation, he pulled the surrounding shadows to blend in with. He started to approach the new gap in the Chained Isles. He had studied the patterns of the scouting groups, so as long as he was careful, he wouldn’t be caught.

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After exploring the circumference of the gap, Sunny found... nothing. There were no indications of what had he opened here. Somehow, an island, a Citadel, multiple Masters, and even a Saint had disappeared off the face of the Dream Realm.

Looks like they weren’t getting that knife.

Frowning, Sunny looked towards the Hollow Mountains. The jagged peaks seemed to reach far into the heavens, covered by a mysterious fog.

The Dream Realm was vast. Naturally, Awakened were very scattered. The strange situation of Belobog’s Awakened being in an isolated corner of it was not uncommon. In fact, there were plenty of Legacy clans that kept to themselves, beyond the publicly known areas of the Dream Realm.

The race for resources driven by human greed was why the officially known locations were so minor. In fact, Sunny presumed that not even five to ten percent of the areas humans have actually conquered would be equal to what is officially stated.

Factions like the Stellaron Hunters and the Annihilation Gang have to be anchored somewhere. Naturally, it couldn’t be within the territories of righteous superpowers. In fact, although those who became Saints without being apart of Great Clans seemed to be banned from entering the Dream Realm, they must have been anchored outside their territory.

Sunny didn’t think it would be too hard for a Saint to find a Citadel in a hidden corner of the Dream Realm.

Beyond the Hollow Mountains up north was the known, but relatively unexplored regions of the Dream Realm. There was the Nightmare Desert, a vast wasteland where life hardly survives, containing ancient horrors. It was considered a Death Zone — an area where even Saints would struggle to survive.

To the west of the Nightmare Desert was the Forgotten Shore. A hellscape of coral and abominations from the deep. Supposedly, that was where Sunny was sent when he was first transported to the Dream Realm.

Currently, however, his attention was on the Hollow Mountains itself. The Night Temple was extremely close to them. So close, in fact, that Sunny began to wonder if something crawled out and took the Citadel with it.

He shivered slightly at the thought, then, in a moment of ingenuity, he looked over the edge of the island he was on.

Sunny’s eyes squinted.

Down below was the sea of divine flame, as usual. Except that there seemed to be a massive gap in the void.

That gap seemed to be filled by a massive white spot, which looked kind of like a black hole.

But inverted.