Chapter 647: They've All Ridden Me

"Little Snake, come out and let Uncle have a look," Negris shouted loudly.

"No need, we've already met, goodbye." The Serpent of Misfortune finished shouting and then refused to speak again, even as Ange's consciousness enveloped the entire plane, it failed to reveal her.

"Kvada, what should we do now? Can we believe what it said? Has Nightmare Saya really gone to the Master Plane?" Negris asked, troubled.

Anthony also said distressedly, "We can only trust it now, what else can we do? Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, if Nightmare Saya breaches the Master Plane, the trouble will be immense."

This is an Ancient God that thrives on consuming fear; breaching isn't really the issue—the fear is if it dies on the Master Plane and its flesh contaminates it, then we are in real trouble.

Any fear could potentially revive and empower it; as long as a trace of its blood remains on the Master Plane, Saya could become impossible to eradicate, growing with each touch of fear.