Lord of the Truth

970  Nightmare

"...." Evergreen finally understood Robin's troubled surfaces.

On the one hand, he had already won the war when he forced Pythor and most of his army to head to Nihari, leaving his empire behind, and then he was able to extract all that information from the Marshal's soul, which enabled him to set foot on their remaining eight planets with ease.

The fact that he was able to force a ten thousand year old empire to drop to this level and even take all their planets from them is in itself a great achievement for an empire that was formed roughly 30 years ago. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

But at the same time, he lost the battle on planet Nihari, which he had been preparing for more than fifty years, and according to him, he failed to repay the favor of the Overlord called the All-Seeing God and will have to take a second mission from him.

Winning the war but losing a battle, anyone who sees it from that perspective would be satisfied, but not Robin... And certainly not Evergreen!

"You're saying that you have no way to take Nihari? Even if they spend a long time strengthening their army, wouldn't they eventually do it? They hate you to the core and they'll hate you even more when they know that you've taken all their planets. Controlling a huge planet like Nihari means that you'll always be in danger. Even if you drain its visible resources, that planet is still bigger and richer than the nine planets combined!! Aren't you supposed to be a genius? You have a golden eye for heaven's sake, think of something!!" Evergreen pressed seriously.

"The Golden Eye of Truth isn't a magic wand, what could I do with it in a situation like this?" Robin chuckled and shook his head, "I can't gather an army and go back to reclaim the southern region even though they could simply activate a dark cube and wipe out the entire army. I can't even make assassination attempts, Pythor always surrounds himself with his followers and there's no way to reach him or the Marshals without going through the armies, and there's no Shadow Sword powerful enough to do the job!"

After a short silence, Robin furrowed his brows tightly, "Unless…"

"What, did you find a solution?!" Evergreen took two steps forward, she definitely wanted Robin to achieve a complete victory to prove to her that she made the winning bet, starting with a loss in the young planetary realm isn't a good sign!

"...Unless I can hold Pythor, the marshals, and his imperial guards in one place and somehow manage to gather my best followers in that place as well, if a confrontation of this scale occurs and I can somehow stop the Dark Cubes, and then somehow manage to kill them all in one blow, and somehow don't suffer too many casualties on our side, then we will win!" Robin smiled excitedly but quickly shook his head, "But an opportunity like that will never happen easily, and honestly I'm not sure I'll win even if it does."

"...Is it over then?" Evergreen furrowed her brows slightly

*step* *step*

At this moment, a person came running towards Evergreen and Robin with a big smile on his face, he had cracked skin and a snake tail, he also had a forked tongue and a sharp eye, he looked exactly like the soldiers of the Great Serpent Empire except that his color was silver, the color of the soul domain.

*Paa* When he reached Robin, he knelt down and raised both his hands, he was holding the golden soul orb between them

"Oh? I didn't tell you to bring it, Number 63." Robin patted the soul creature's head and then pointed to a certain spot not far away, "Bury it there, I don't want to see it in front of me, the mere sight of it provokes me."

The soul creature nodded happily and then jumped to the spot Robin pointed to and started digging as if his life depended on it.

Robin then sighed and put his hand on Evergreen's shoulder, "Don't anticipate events, who knows what will happen next? When the war started, did I know that I would invade all those planets and abandon Nihari? Let's just let things take their course." Then he looked towards the huge soul altar next to Hoffenheim, "But whatever happens, I have to prepare well for it."

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Planet Jura--

*Drip* *Droop*

"...." Sweat was dripping from Hulak's forehead without stopping, his eyes were moving madly under his eyelids, and his lips were trembling violently, without a doubt he was having a nightmare.

After a few more seconds he started muttering and shaking his head, "No, no no... NOOO... Haah!!" Then he got up from his sleep and sat up quickly.

"Haaa.. haaa.." His eyes were wide open, he started looking around with an unsure look, a look filled with buried fear, "Where.. where am I?!"

He found himself in a room that was neither big nor small, sleeping on a huge bed made up of 4 small beds and there was nothing else around him, even the door of the room was open without any restrictions, this room seemed as if it was built especially for him...

Other than the strange room, Hulak felt an extremely dense life energy around him, so intense that it could not be normal!

Then he heard a voice next to him, "You're awake..."

When he looked in that direction, he saw a person dressed entirely in black, covering his face with a mask and a hood, "You're one of the followers of the scoundrel Robin Burton... What's going on here?!" *Bam* "Arghh!!"

When Hulak tried to lean on the bed and quickly stand up to grab the Shadow Sword, he fell on his face, "What the hell did you do to me? What--"

Hulak's shock at not being able to do something as simple as standing ignited anger in his chest, but when he tried to stand up again and felt that something was wrong, he looked at his arm, and immediately knew why, his right arm up to the shoulder was not there at all, "...Oh, it's this."

Hulak lowered his head, he felt his strength fading again, with difficulty he used his other hand to support himself to sit on the ground with his back on the bed...

He forgot.

Or you could say he wanted to forget, when he woke up now he treated his memories as a nightmare.

But it seems that the nightmare followed him to the truth.