Within a hidden space.
Numerous powerful wills converged together, rippling with the aura of peak-limit power, forming several massive dark shadows.
From time to time, new dark shadows materialized, carrying unfathomable power.
Boom!
At that very moment, the space tore open, and a figure carrying the aura of Original Sin power and the power of the earth entered in an instant.
"Everyone!"
Leilin, manifested through the power of Original Sin, regarded the surrounding shadows—each one represented the existence of an eighth-rank limit
"The
"Hehe… Are you saying there's a traitor among us?"
Another voice that Leilin knew all too well rang out, carrying obvious hostility.
"Of course—and it's very likely you, Shadow of
Leilin met the other's gaze without fear, while the numerous eighth-rank limit Wizards rapidly exchanged mental communications.
"I swear on my true soul, I have never leaked any information…"
Shadow of Distortion coldly regarded Leilin: "On the contrary, Lord of Original Sin—why don't you simply devour the entire Material World and annihilate the Gods in one stroke? Just based on that alone, I find you very suspicious!"
"The Sun and the Material World are not the same thing. The latter is the foundation of the Gods' world and the basis upon which all planes exist. Destroying it would be no different from destroying the entire Gods' world. Our eighth-rank limit power is not yet sufficient…"
As allies, the Earth Mother was naturally the first to stand up and explain on Leilin's behalf.
"I believe the Gods' counterattack has already begun, and they will certainly not miss this opportunity. Everyone, just watch!"
Leilin cast a cold glance at Shadow of Distortion, the indifference in his gaze making the other secretly alarmed.
"At a time like this, we can only accelerate the Two-World Plan…"
An existence wreathed in dark currents spoke solemnly, every word seeming to come from the whispers of the Abyss.
This was the Dark Lord, an eighth-rank limit existence from the Dark World.
"Our true bodies are currently within the World Membrane and cannot be dispatched lightly…"
Another figure radiating a brilliant green glow of life spoke—this was the Ancient Tree of Life, a being that had gained sentience from an enormous tree in the Life World and become a Wizard.
Boom…
Just as the eighth-rank limit Wizards were discussing, as if to bear witness to Leilin's words, a terrifying wave of power surged from the Abyss beside Hell.
A sacred radiance tinged with flickers of natural light completely sealed off several Abyss domains.
Numerous powerful golden figures stepped forth from the void, accompanied by the sacred tides and hymns of their believers.
"It's the Gods! Their true bodies have taken action!"
The Earth Mother reached out and swept her hand, and a massive image unfolded, allowing all present to witness the true forms of those deities.
"God of Justice
"They're all Greater Powers… the Lord of Chaos and the Filth Evil Eye are in danger…"
Leilin looked around and did not find avatars of those two eighth-rank limit Wizards anywhere. Clearly, they were the type of overly arrogant and mentally chaotic powerful Wizards—or rather, lunatics—who had become immersed in the thrill of plundering the Abyss, having lost all interest in the outside world, not even noticing the approaching crisis.
"Hehe… It's rare for these Greater Powers to willingly leave their divine domains in their true forms…"
The Dark Lord laughed coldly: "Even if we postpone the Two-World Plan, if we all mobilize together, we can still bring down most of them."
The eighth-rank limit of the Wizard World was equivalent to the Greater Powers of the Gods' world. Moreover, Wizards' power resided entirely within themselves. If you stripped away the advantage of the divine domains, the Gods would definitely be at a disadvantage in true-body combat.
It had to be said, the Dark Lord's proposal was extremely tempting—several existences were already stirring with eagerness.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do that…"
At that moment, Leilin stepped forward and spoke coldly.
"We need a reason and an explanation. A chance to eliminate numerous Greater Powers in one fell swoop isn't something you come across easily…"
Shadow of Distortion immediately jumped out, as expected, speaking with ulterior motives: "Haven't you noticed that the most powerful gods of the Gods' world haven't appeared yet?"
Leilin cast an amused glance at Shadow of Distortion, his tone laced with contempt.
Even among the Greater Powers, there were vast differences in strength. The God of Knowledge, Oghma, was certainly no match for the God of War, Tempus.
And among the Greater Powers with divine ranks above 18, several were universally recognized for their combat prowess.
Such as the Four Elemental Gods: the Wind Elemental Goddess
There were also the Dinosaur God
However, none of these most powerful deities had appeared in the Abyss, immediately putting Leilin on alert.
"Oh? True bodies of the Greater Powers—what made you abandon your sturdy little rat holes and come to the Abyss?"
In the dim domains of Abyss layers 45, 46, and 47, above the original silver castle, azure power coalesced into a giant with a blurred face and countless eyes.
"But since you've come, become the foundation for my Abyssal power…"
Facing several powerful existences of his own rank, the Lord of Chaos seemed utterly unconcerned, his myriad eyes filled with wild abandon and madness.
A layer of primordial Chaos from the Abyss, mixed with the power of darkness, spread across the giant's calves, but the Lord of Chaos paid it no heed.
"I'll restrict its movement—leave the rest to you…"
The God of Knowledge, Oghma, stepped forward, his golden radiance spreading continuously until it enveloped all three layers of the Hell domain.
Meanwhile, the God of Justice, Tyr, and the God of War, Tempus, drew out their most beloved divine artifacts and charged toward the Lord of Chaos…
Within the Labyrinth Abyss.
Terrifying storms howled without cease, raising enormous waves.
"Tsk tsk… Why did I have to be partnered with you of all people?"
A Greater Power wreathed in storms regarded the golden orc beside him, contempt plain on his face.
"I should be the one saying that!"
Gruumsh glanced at the God of Storms Talos, then let out a thunderous roar. A palace wrapped in numerous filth-based powers materialized behind him, and the phantom of an enormous Evil Eye appeared, letting out a grating, hoarse cry: "Chirri-gurgle…"
"An ancient Filth Evil Eye that once killed a Greater Power Wizard?!"
Gruumsh's eyes blazed bright as a blood-red banner manifested behind him.
"Only we orcs are the strongest combat race!" it roared, its body swelling instantly as it collided with the yellow Evil Eye formed from condensed filth.
Boom…
The shockwaves from the clash of Greater Powers made the entire Abyss tremble and shudder.
Even the innately chaotic demons were now cowed by this terrifying might, beginning to scatter and flee in all directions without purpose.
And the numerous Demon Lords cursed the Gods viciously while hiding in their castles, refusing to come out for anything.
At the edge of the Abyss, two Demon Lord figures slowly materialized.
They were Demogorgon, who bore two heads with separate minds, and the Undying Emperor—Orcus. Alongside the Dark Sovereign, the Three Lords of the Abyss—the most powerful demons!
"The Gods acted as agreed, but it seems they failed to attract the support of other Wizards…"
The Undying Emperor Orcus frowned slightly.
Without the two of them—favorites of the Abyssal Primordial Force—mediating and aiding the Gods, the latter could not possibly have penetrated into Hell so quickly and sealed the Lord of Chaos and the Filth Evil Eye within their respective domains.
"…"
Demogorgon's two heads exchanged a glance—and to everyone's surprise, they did not quarrel. Instead, they voiced a shared opinion: "This works. The Gods want to use the Abyss as their main battlefield, but the Wizards haven't taken the bait…"
"Once the Lord of Chaos and the Filth Evil Eye are dealt with, the Abyss will still be ours…"
"Remarkable—both your heads have reached an agreement. What more is there for me to say?"
Orcus, whose body had already been transformed into an undead existence, let out a chilling laugh. Black deathly aura mixed with Chaos force ground the surrounding space to fragments.
"Haha… That's right—the Abyss belongs to us demons. Only we demons can hold this place. No one can take it from us, neither the Gods nor the Wizards!"
Demogorgon echoed in agreement.
"And then, we'll kill those Gods!"
One of its heads suddenly spoke.
"No! First, we unify the entire Abyss…" the other head retorted, immediately drawing a headshake from Orcus.
It was clear that the unity between Demogorgon's two minds was only temporary. Once the threat seemed to have passed, its chaotic nature immediately reasserted itself.
"But this is indeed a rare opportunity…"
A cunning gleam flashed in Orcus's eyes.
The demons' covetous desire for the Material World—and even the Gods' realm—was eternal.
And this Twilight of the Gods was an excellent opportunity!
As for the contract with the Gods? Did chaotic demons have any concept of contracts?
When a demon's chaotic nature began to stir, not even an oath upon the River Styx could halt its march toward self-destruction!