Myth: The Spiritual Dominator

Chapter 528 Reward and Arrival

“Although it’s not perfect, he’s done a pretty good job.”

"I don't know your believer, nor do I know what he wants. Mephistopheles is still alive, so let him go."

"I think when it comes to human desires, humans themselves understand themselves better."

"But speaking of which, what do you think of this 'World Destroyer'?"

Asmodeus acted decisively and put forward his own ideas while deciding what to give out as rewards.

Although it is still just an illusory prophecy, the Destroyer from another world 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's always good to be able to prepare more in advance.

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

After reading that "fate", Asmodeus felt a sense of urgency for a moment.

Time waits for no one. Even though everything is going smoothly and the Nine Hells is growing stronger, preparations still need to be made.

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

It's not his style to wait until trouble comes before trying to solve it.

"..."

"Um……"

"… We think it's better to take a long-term view on this matter."

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

"You also know that this is a matter of great importance, and this is not something that can be decided lightly... Speaking of which, I wonder 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 character has not diminished at all, and has even improved somewhat."

“If we add the Nine Hells, which have also grown a lot stronger, together with Him, it is even possible that He has reached the pinnacle of great divine power.”

Silent and unspeakable, the Serpent of the Courtyard was not in a position to reject the Lord of the Nine Hells' plan.

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

If it was anything else, Asmodeus probably wouldn't care, but he couldn't help but care about things related to the abyss.

"Hmm? You mean..."

Sure enough, when the Lord of the Nine Hells heard the Great Snake mention Tartarus, his attention was immediately drawn.

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

Over the years, since the establishment of Hell until now, the Nine Hells has absorbed a lot of power from the abyss.

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

Layer upon layer of interfaces were born in His body, and countless living beings appeared out of thin air.

Even though there is killing going on day and night in the [Shura Field], it is still as insignificant as a drop in the ocean compared to the speed at which the abyss grows stronger.

To this day, even he doesn't know how many layers of interfaces have been born in the abyss, and how many different races of life have been nurtured.

In short, every once in a while, there will always be some new things among the demons attacking the hell's defense line in the [Ashura Field].

The Lord of the Nine Hells once thought that this was his own illusion. He had not previously been able to glimpse the true power of this primitive god with the lowest level of personification, and now he has slowly begun to realize it as he grows.

But now that the Serpent of the Courtyard suddenly mentioned this matter, it undoubtedly proved that this was 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 Land of Fire, [Mother Tree of Flesh and Blood], the underground space, and the power of the interface mobilized by Zeus..."

After counting them one by one, although Asmodeus had noticed something before, he didn't think about it in this direction.

But with the big snake's enlightenment, he seemed to understand a lot in an instant.

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

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

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

Some of these powers are complete, such as Vanaheim.

Some are complete at first but eventually broken, like Muspelheim.

There are also those that no longer exist in the form of 'interfaces', but become an extra part of the world, such as the cavities and caves sandwiched between the ground and underground.

But in addition to these parts that Chaos easily accommodated, there were many more that were difficult for him to digest in a short period of time.

Those are the parts that do not match His laws and order, and it will take 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 situation, we can only grind away the differences bit by bit, crush the characteristics in the cycle of the world, and transform them into the most original power.

However, this would take too long, so long that it could not be done even in an epoch. So they were eventually broken up like the waste left over from the beginning of creation, and poured 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 own personality like other primordial gods, because He has no personality.

He also does not need to worry about internal stability because He is inherently unstable.

Countless source forces gave 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 hell; they destroy each other or destroy themselves.

Constantly oscillating between birth and death, and ultimately digesting these foreign corpses with the most violent means, this is why Tartarus becomes increasingly powerful.

[The 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 influenced by these factors.

After all, even in His eyes, Tartarus is a rather troublesome existence.

"So you mean to say that the Abyss is still getting stronger, and the speed at which He becomes stronger is getting faster and faster."

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

"It is precisely because there are too many forces outside the realm that need to be dealt with urgently that He has no time to digest these trivial matters and instead sends them all into the abyss."

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

"That is, He was indeed warning the God King, but it was not because He was afraid that He would be destroyed by the Destroyer. In fact, if Chaos really sensed the danger, His reaction would never be so slow."

"Just like you did before, the whole world sensed the movement when you opened up the spirit world... and since Chaos didn't do that, it means there is actually another reason."

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

"The reason He wanted to warn Zeus was that He wanted him to exercise more of His duties as the King of Gods and regulate the cycle of the world, thereby speeding up His devouring of foreign lands."

"However, due to some strange coincidences, the goddess of fate not only failed to complete her mission, but was intercepted by your followers."

"...!"

On the treetops of Nordrassil, the Midgard Serpent listened at first with an indifferent attitude.

It brought up the changes in the abyss just to divert attention, without giving it much thought.

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

If you think about it this way, it does seem to make sense. It was wondering how Hermes saw the wreckage of Hermeneus.

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

"...Yeah, you're right, that's what I meant."

Speaking calmly, the Serpent of the Court agreed with Asmodeus's guess.

Yes, that's what he thought.

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

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

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

"Although its boast is just a joke at the moment, given the current size of the Abyss... who knows if it will become the second Demon Mother and gain the favor of Tartarus' will?"

By accident, perhaps Asmodeus really guessed it right, but regardless of whether it was right or not, the ancient snake still calmly changed the subject.

It will verify the facts.

But since you are the Lord of Hell, you should develop Hell well. Strive to advance on the path of great divine power as soon as possible and surpass your Father God and Son.

As for things like the end of the world, it's better to care less about them.

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world.

The center of the eastern land.

Night is approaching, and dusk shines down 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 human figure a golden hue.

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

Those were statues of the King of Gods and the Queen of Heaven, and the three-color light came from the shining gem on Zeus's scepter.

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

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

This is Olympia. Standing on the top of its city wall, you can vaguely see Olympus through the nine layers of clouds.

On the main avenue in the center of the city, believers were everywhere kneeling down and praying toward the sacred mountain.

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

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

Tread, step, step...

On the avenue 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 city.

Dressed in his best attire, Chiron looked up.

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

Looking somewhat melancholy, the Centaur had no idea what he would encounter.

He came to declare war, although not in name, but that was what he meant in reality.

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

As an envoy with such a provocative mission, no one could guarantee that he would return alive.

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

"But it doesn't matter."

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

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

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

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

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

But Chiron was not like him. He resolutely chose to face his fate in a high-profile manner, and finally seemed to return to the constraints of fate.

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

slam-la-

There was a sound of armor and weapons colliding, and as the Centaur approached the city gate, its tall body obviously attracted a lot of attention.

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

"Stop!"

"Who are you and why are you here in Olympus?"

With a loud shout, the captain of the soldiers became a little hesitant as he looked at the centaur who was more than twice as tall as him.

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

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

"Don't be nervous, young man. I'm no threat to you."

His voice calm, Chiron explained.

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

"I am here only as an envoy of Silvermoon City. I am carrying the will of the Council of Bishops and conveying the questions given to them by the church to the rulers of this city."