Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Everyone’s Nightmare, an Excited Seraphina Sullivan

Seraphina Sullivan wondered what her nightmare would be.

Maybe it would be the terrifying face of the Demon God Will from her last near-death experience.

But she never expected...

’I really didn’t expect this.’

Seraphina Sullivan gazed at the phantom of her "father" before her, a projection of her innermost negative memories.

Her voice was tinged with a dryness and complexity she herself hadn’t noticed.

"I didn’t expect... it would be you, my... father."

And it wasn’t just Seraphina Sullivan.

Under the influence of Dex’s [Nightmare Summoning].

"Nightmares," materialized from their deepest fears or traumas, appeared before the others as well!

In front of Joy Hughes, what coalesced wasn’t a specific person.

But a figure in an exaggerated clown costume.

Its face was coated in ghastly white greasepaint, its mouth split into an impossibly wide grin.

Its eyes were vacant, yet they seemed to suck away all hope—it was "The Split-Mouth Clown"!

The clown laughed silently.

It made all sorts of comical yet bizarre movements.

Just looking at it instilled a bone-deep sense of absurdity, unease, and inexplicable terror!

When Joy Hughes saw the clown, it was as if she was reliving the moment from her childhood when she was kidnapped at knifepoint by a clown.

Her body trembled uncontrollably.

Before Ironhide, several blurry apparitions of his "comrades" appeared, radiating a chilling killing intent.

They lay in pools of blood, staring at him with lifeless eyes, as if silently questioning why he had failed to protect them...

Ironhide’s eyes instantly turned red.

Before Clayton Quinn was a patch of pure, absolute darkness that devoured all light.

Within the darkness, countless eyes seemed to be watching. His Ability was to control shadows.

But Clayton Quinn’s nightmare came from endless darkness.

What appeared before Lamb was relatively "milder."

It was just the phantoms of scorched sheep, wailing ceaselessly.

It was as if the roasted sheep were him.

Everyone’s "nightmare" was different, but each one struck at the softest, most unwillingly faced corners of their hearts. 𝓯𝔯𝓮𝐞𝙬𝖊𝔟𝘯𝚘𝘷𝖾𝓁.𝓬𝑜𝗆

Dex’s move, [Nightmare Summoning], didn’t just create new "enemies."

It dealt a heavy blow directly to the mental states of Seraphina Sullivan and the others!

The next second, the nightmare in front of Seraphina Sullivan...

...that "father," Douglas Sullivan, projected from the negative memories deep within her heart...

...seemed to have a command activated within him.

He jerked his head up, his murky eyes locking onto Seraphina Sullivan.

His face, etched with a life of hardship and inner turmoil, instantly erupted with a familiar ferocity and venom that stung and disgusted Seraphina Sullivan to her very soul!

"You unfilial daughter! You heartless thing!

"I raised you, fed you, clothed you! And this is how you treat me?!"

Nightmare Damian pointed at Seraphina, spittle flying as if it would hit her in the face.

His voice was sharp and piercing, filled with unreasonable accusations and vicious curses.

"If I’d known you were such an ungrateful brat, I should have smashed you to death the moment you were born! It would’ve saved me the anger now!"

He grew more agitated as he spoke, flailing his arms and legs like a madman, as if years of pent-up resentment had finally found an outlet.

"All these years! You’ve been out there, living it up! You haven’t sent a single penny home!

"Do you even have a father in your heart?! You jinx!

"I’ll beat you to death! Beat you, you unfilial thing!!"

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