Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality-Chapter 994 - 417 Eye of God (Out for a festival

Chapter 994: Chapter 417: Eye of God (Out for a festival tomorrow, delayed)

Chapter 994: Chapter 417: Eye of God (Out for a festival tomorrow, delayed)

Most of the demons currently existing in the Abyss originate from the dissolution of the first-generation Demon Gods, with a few stemming from successors who rose later, and among them, the Snake Demon belongs to the latter.

Although it is unknown which Deity’s shattered Origin initially birthed the Snake Demon, or whether it is directly related to Yemenggade, the Serpent of the Garden from the Nine Realms.

Nevertheless, this type of demon is indeed well-suited to the environment of Tartarus, taking root everywhere in the chaotic Abyss, much like the Flame Demons.

Thus, using the form of an Eight-Armed Snake Demon, which possesses a high-ranking bloodline among the Snake Demons, a temporary separate entity was created, allowing the Great Serpent to temporarily avoid the rejection of the Abyss Will.

Although it could not exert its full strength, it was sufficient for some exploratory purposes… However, when the Great Serpent crossed the boundaries of Hell and arrived in the Myriad Abyss Plains, its tail slithered upon the dark red Earth, looking around, it suddenly didn’t know where to go.

Drawn here by an inexplicable intuition, yet when looking around, this intuition couldn’t help it find a precise direction amidst the chaotic space and time of the Abyss.

Ultimately, the power of the Great Serpent was far from matching the might of the Spirit Realm itself, and the chaos of the Abyss was far greater than that of the Mortal Realm… Thus, after wandering aimlessly for some time, the Great Serpent began to regret its decisive actions.

It had thought that this premonition would grow stronger and clearer, so it simply set out ahead. However, in reality, that premonition was only fleeting and then fell silent again.

“Hiss…”

“What a hassle…”

With a sharp swoosh—

The Eight-Armed Snake Demon easily killed a demon that was fleeing in panic.

A flash of malice crossed its eyes, though the intuition had disappeared, since it had already come out, it should do something before going back.

The aura of the Abyss was as dense as ever, and the Myriad Abyss Plains continued to expand. Thoughts arising, the Eight-Armed Snake Demon began to contemplate its targets.

Maybe start with the pursuers of this foolish demon? It’s rather curious, since when did they also begin to flee…

“…Hmm?”

Swish—

Its head raised, the Eight-Armed Snake Demon looked toward the location of the demon it had just come across.

There, the aura of Molten Fire suddenly rose, likely the presence of a Demigod Level Flame Demon.

However, this was nothing special and not the reason for the previous demon’s flight. What truly caught the Snake Demon’s attention was, not far from that Flame Demon, a weak figure emitting two Divine Level auras.

An order starkly different from the Abyss emanated from her, seeming like a bait.

Her enemies seemed to realize this too, hence, they let their subordinates pursue on their behalf.

“This is… an elf from the interstices of Underworld and Mortal Realm, a race mimicked by Erebus based on the Dark Elves from Svartalfheim, how come they are here?”

The Snake Demon was greatly surprised, but soon a deeper meaning flashed through its eyes.

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If it were just a mere Elf appearing here, there could be various reasons; but an Elf possessing two Divine Level auras was a completely different matter.

Though the mysterious intuition had faded, the Great Serpent had now stumbled upon another matter worthy of its attention.

One of the auras was not worth mentioning, but the other one seemed somewhat like Zeus from Mount Olympus…

“Used as cannon fodder and a discarded pawn to infiltrate the Abyss, huh? This indeed fits Zeus’ style very well.”

“Plus, considering our past conflicts… Haha, so, he actually came for me?”

Though there hadn’t been a chance to ask yet, just from a glance, the Great Serpent had already guessed a lot.

The secretly infiltrating Zeus, what was he intending to do?

Was it to forge alliances to overthrow the Spirit Realm…or to clear out this repeatedly troublesome adversary by starting with the easier task first?

“No matter what it is, but to enter someone else’s home without first visiting the host, that is extremely rude… However, as one of the co-rulers of the Abyss-Hell, I still generously forgive you.”

“After all, you can rudely skip visiting me, the host, but I cannot avoid warmly entertaining you, the guest—As the Lord of Hell, I am very reasonable.”

“So, back to the point, my dearest Divine King, where exactly have you gone now?”

“Hehehe…”

The malice in the smile was almost unmistakable, the Eight-Armed Snake Demon moved towards the location where the Power of Melted Fire had erupted.

Once it successfully ‘plays the hero to save the beauty’, the Dark Elves should also be more than willing to hand over everything they know in their souls to their lifesaver.

“Wherever you are, Zeus, just remember to wait for me, let me properly extend the host’s courtesy…”

Hiss…

The Snake Demon hissed, it was not the Origin itself and had far fewer indifferent thoughts.

As an embodiment of evil thoughts, there were still many things the Great Serpent wanted to do.

…

The Ninth Layer of Hell.

In the Divine Palace of the Lord of the Nine Hells.

For thousands of years unchanged, within this palace which replicated the scene before the breaking of the Heavenly Pillar, almost at the very moment the Great Serpent created its avatar, the Monarch who had been sitting with eyes closed, listening to the reports, opened his eyes.

Asmodeus slightly raised his hand, halting Crius from summarizing the achievements of the Asura Field over the last hundred years.

His gaze pierced through the restraints of the Nine-layered Hell, landing upon the Great Serpent, which seemed to be in a deep, closed-eyed slumber.