Chapter 528 Reward and Arrival

"Although it's not perfect, he has done a good job."

"I don't know your believer, nor do I know what he wants. Mephistopheles is also in the world, so let him go."

"I think humans know their desires better than humans themselves."

"But then again, what do you think of this 'Destroyer'?"

Asmodeus was resolute and decisive, while deciding what to give as a reward, he also put forward his own ideas.

Although it is still just an illusory prophecy, the Destroyer from a foreign land may not be able to destroy Chaos. And even if He comes, the first to suffer will not be the abyss at the bottom of the world, but the God King who rules the world.

But no matter what, it is always good to make more preparations in advance.

The Nine Hells are not under the control of the world, but this does not mean that they can survive alone after the world is destroyed.

After reading that 'fate', Asmodeus felt a sense of urgency in his heart for a while.

Time is running out. Even though everything is going smoothly and the Nine Hells are growing stronger, preparations must be made.

After all, if you don't think about the future, you will have immediate worries.

It's not his style to wait for trouble to come to you before thinking about solving it.

"..."

"Well..."

"... For this matter, we think it's better to take a long-term view."

The corner of his mouth moved, and the ancient snake said calmly.

"You also know that this is a serious matter. This is not something that can be decided easily... Speaking of which, I don't know if you have noticed that since the establishment of the Nine Hells, although Tartarus's power has been plundered by us, it seems that He has not only not become weaker, but has become stronger?"

"Compared to the beginning, His status has not decreased at all, and there is even some improvement."

"If the Nine Hells, which have also grown a lot, are added together with Him, it is even possible that He has reached the peak of great divine power."

Silently, the snake of the courtyard was not easy to refuse the plan of the Lord of the Nine Hells.

But there was really nothing he could do about this matter, so the ancient snake simply changed the subject.

If it were other content, Asmodeus probably wouldn't care. But he couldn't ignore things related to the abyss.

"Hmm? You mean..."

Sure enough, when the snake mentioned Tartarus, the Lord of the Nine Hells was immediately attracted.

That's right, he had noticed the changes in the abyss before.

Over the years, since the establishment of hell, the Nine Hells have absorbed a lot of the power of the abyss.

However, from the results of Asmodeus's perception of the power of the interface, Tartarus not only showed no signs of decline, but became stronger with the passage of time.

Layers of interfaces were born in his body, and countless creatures appeared out of thin air.

Even if there were killings day and night in the [Shura Field], it was still as small as a drop in the ocean compared to the speed at which the abyss became stronger.

To this day, even he didn't know how many layers of interfaces were born in the abyss, and how many different races of life were bred.

In short, every once in a while, there would always be some new things among the demons attacking the defense line of hell in the [Shura Field].

In this regard, the Lord of the Nine Hells once thought that this was his own illusion. He had not been able to glimpse the true power of this primitive god with the lowest personification before, and now he has slowly become aware of it as he grows up.

But now that the Serpent of the Courtyard suddenly mentioned this matter, it undoubtedly proved that this is the reality. With Ryan's original vision, he should be able to see the true power of Tartarus. In this case, he couldn't help but have another association.

"[Muspelheim], the Kingdom of Fire, [Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood], the underground space, and the interface power mobilized by Zeus..."

Counting them one by one, although Asmodeus had noticed it before, he didn't think about it.

But with the awakening of the big snake, he seemed to understand a lot in an instant.

When the nine realms were integrated before, Hell and Tartarus shared the power of the Kingdom of Fire, and even one of the first six demons in the abyss had a power corresponding to it.

The Lord of the Nine Hells always thought that this was an unrepeatable accident, but now it seems that it is not the case.

Including the Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood, these are all products of foreign lands. They were captured from the void by Chaos' power and eventually became a part of his body.

Some of these powers are complete, such as Vanaheim.

Some are complete at first but eventually broken, such as Muspelheim.

Some no longer exist in the form of an 'interface' and become an additional part of the world, such as the cavities and caves sandwiched between the ground and the underground.

But in addition to these parts that Chaos easily accommodates, there are more that he can hardly digest in a short time.

Those are the parts that do not match his laws and order, and it takes a long time to absorb them.

Just like the same [flame], it often has different manifestations in different worlds. Although the main body may be similar, there may even be contradictions and conflicts in the subtle corners.

In this case, the only way is to grind away the differences bit by bit, crush the characteristics in the cycle of the world, and turn them into the most original power.

However, this takes too long, so long that it cannot be done even for an era. So in the end, just like the remaining waste at the beginning of creation, their structures were broken up and injected into the black hole outside the world, the bottomless Tartarus.

These chaotic and contradictory forces are madly increasing the size of the abyss. He does not need to worry about his personality like other primitive gods, because he has no personality.

He does not need to consider internal stability, because he is inherently unstable.

Countless source forces give birth to countless levels, each of which has a twisted and unique order and rules, as well as an equally twisted life.

They fight each other, or fight against hell; destroy each other, or destroy themselves.

Constantly oscillating between this kind of life and death, and finally digesting these foreign corpses with the most violent means, this is why Tartarus is becoming more and more powerful.

[Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood] attempts to assimilate all things, but its tentacles have not yet reached into the most filthy abyss, which may be affected by these factors.

After all, even in his eyes, Tartarus is a very tricky existence.

"So you mean that the Abyss is still getting stronger, and it's getting stronger faster and faster."

"But this is just an appearance. Behind it, Chaos is still devouring the existence outside the realm, and then taking them into his body to enhance his own strength."

"It is even because there are too many forces outside the realm that need to be dealt with, so that he has no time to digest these trivialities, and then sends them into the abyss all at once."

"Therefore, the so-called memory of the goddess of fate actually has another possibility."

"That is, he is indeed warning the God King, but not because he is afraid that he will be destroyed by the Destroyer - in fact, if Chaos really sensed the danger, his reaction would never be so slow."

"Just like you in the past, the whole world sensed the movement when you opened up the spiritual world... and since Chaos did not do that, it means that there is actually another reason."

The blood-red pupil flickered slightly, and Asmodeus felt that he was closer to the truth.

"The reason he wanted to warn Zeus was just to make him exercise more of his duties as the king of gods, regulate the cycle of the world, and thus speed up his devouring of foreign lands."

"It was just a coincidence that the goddess of fate not only failed to complete her mission, but was intercepted by your believers halfway."

"......!"

On the crown of Nordrassil, the Atrium Serpent listened indifferently at first.

It mentioned the changes in the abyss just to divert attention, and didn't think too much about it.

However, as Asmodeus analyzed step by step, the ancient snake's expression gradually became solemn.

If you think about it this way, it seems to be reasonable. It was still wondering how Hermes saw the remains of Hermeneus.

But if you think about it from this perspective, perhaps facing the vast primordial water and the endless darkness, Chaos might really have a little indigestion.

"...Well, you're right, that's what I mean."

Speaking calmly, the Atrium Serpent approved Asmodeus's guess.

Yes, that's what he thought.

"So the situation is not as serious as you think. Compared to the 'World Destroyer', which Chaos still doesn't take very seriously, the speed at which Tartarus strengthens is more worthy of your concern."

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"Especially recently, a special and powerful demon seems to have been born in the abyss. It not only has power that is not inferior to other demon gods, but also has a more stable IQ than them."

"It calls itself the [Demon Prince], the blood of the 'King', and is destined to defeat Hell and unify the Abyss."

"Although its wild words are still just a joke, with the current size of the Abyss... Who knows if it will become the second Demon Mother and be favored by Tartarus' will?"

By accident, perhaps Asmodeus really guessed right, but whether it was right or not, the ancient snake still quietly changed the topic.

It will verify the facts.

But since he is the Lord of Hell, it is better to develop Hell well. Strive to make great strides on the road to great divine power as soon as possible, surpassing your father and son.

As for the destruction of the world, it is better to care less about it.

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The human world.

The center of the eastern land.

Night is approaching, and dusk shines on the majestic royal city.

Through the towering city walls, two huge figures can be vaguely seen standing in the center of the city.

The light of the setting sun shines down, giving the figures a layer of gold.

The three-color light reflects from the chest of one of the figures, just illuminating the three city gates.

That is the statue of the God King and the Queen of Heaven, and the three-color light comes from the shining gems on Zeus's scepter.

The devout believers in this city cast this huge bronze statue for the monarch on Mount Olympus to gain the favor of the gods.

And they did get what they wanted and became the royal city closest to the mountain of gods.

This is Olympia. Standing on its city head, Olympus can be vaguely seen through the nine layers of clouds.

On the avenue in the center of the city, there are believers kneeling and praying in the direction of the mountain of gods everywhere.

It is not the most powerful kingdom, nor the most prosperous city. But in the eastern land, no country that believes in the gods has ever dared to attack it.

Many of the gods' decrees were issued here, and the temples of the twelve main gods can also be found here.

Trample, trample, trample...

On the road leading directly to the city gate, the dull sound of horse hooves came from far away.

Before the sun completely set, the centaurs finally arrived at the foot of the city.

Dressed in his best clothes, Chiron looked up.

The sacred mountain, the colossus, and the city wall fit together at this angle, each one more huge than the other, like three shadows that crush all living things.

With a look of melancholy, the Centaur didn't know what he would encounter.

He came to declare war, although not in name, but in reality it was like this.

In Silvermoon City, when he received the task of questioning the Olympian countries and even the gods, he knew that this would be the result.

As an envoy, with such a provocative task, no one could guarantee that he would be able to return alive.

After all, the Centaur is an immortal demigod, not an immortal true god. He will not age, but he will die.

"But it doesn't matter."

Shaking his head, Chiron didn't know that in another timeline, he would calmly exchange his life for Prometheus to leave the prison in the Caucasus. He only knew that he didn't care so much about life and death.

A long time ago, when he had just come into contact with witchcraft, he once asked Hecate to give him a prophecy, and the goddess of the magic network agreed to his request.

On the crystal ball made of ancient star cores, the fog of fate was gradually lifted. In the starry sky under the reflection of the stars, Chiron saw his future.

The prophecy told him that he would face the choice of life and death because of a demigod... Now think about it, maybe it refers to Achilles.

Both of them are bound by fate and destined to die.

But Chiron is not like him, resolutely choosing to face fate in a high-profile manner, and finally seems to return to the constraints of fate.

He chose to face it calmly, so the centaur came here.

Hualala--

A sound of armor and weapons colliding sounded, and as it approached the city gate, the tall body of the centaur obviously attracted a lot of attention.

A group of soldiers guarding the city approached here cautiously, but from the dress, they looked more like church guards.

"Stop!"

"Who are you, and why did you come to Olympus?"

With a sudden shout, looking at the centaur who was more than twice as tall as himself, the captain of the soldiers was a little hesitant.

But he touched the holy emblem on his chest, and his expression became high-spirited again.

"I am Chiron, as you can see, also a centaur."

"Don't be nervous, young man, I am not a threat to you."

Chiron explained calmly.

"As for the purpose of my coming here..."

"I came here only as an envoy of Silvermoon City. I brought the will of the Council of Bishops to convey the questions given to them by the church to the rulers of this city."