The massive fiend of Pluto stood before me. The organs in its body were still continuously devouring each other. Standing out there, things seemed to be progressing positively, and the cloud germs no longer tried to attack me. The sight of that strengthened the determination in my heart.

My communicator was completely silent. The others were probably so nervous they didn't dare to make a single sound. They might all be praying silently for me. Suddenly, an ear-piercing laughter rang out. My heart skipped a beat, wondering if what I experienced earlier was really just a dream.

The terrifying laughter tortured me for about 10 minutes while I stood before the fiend, trying very hard to maintain calm and project a look of peace, not daring to move an inch. After the laughter ended, I could feel that the storm was returning. Under the violent wind, the fiend of Pluto abruptly rose into the sky. Instantly, I heard a collective...