The once dull and deadly silent Elysian Fields were now bustling with exceptional liveliness.
One after another, the Tribe of Dream Spirits, with black wings on their backs, transformed into various forms—be it human, object, or beast—and searched frantically across the plain blooming with Netherworld daffodils inch by inch.
At the forefront, the three great dream gods, "The Shaper" Morpheus, "The Illusionist" Phantasos, and "The Terrifier" Phobetor, all sported bruised faces and tattered clothes, while suspiciously scanning their surroundings with paranoid glances.
At the slightest rustle, they couldn't help but instinctively huddle back-to-back, summoning their respective Divine Artifacts, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Clearly, this was a stress reaction after having been brutally beaten.