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Chapter 813 We are old acquaintances
abyss.

The world we live in is unknown, the era we live in is unknown, and the field we live in is unknown.

The remains of gods and their followers can be found here.

The greatest known life forms within the Dream Realm perished here in large numbers...

Just as the Eye of Contemplation had instructed before his departure—"You will be far from the golden light, you will no longer hear hymns, and all that lies ahead is death and malice."

Today, Elder Hastings, the most faithful follower of the Golden Tree, has found the place where his master fell.

He saw the land stained with the blood of the Golden Tree after it was attacked by the God of a Thousand Faces.

The tree has been burned.

The tolling of the death knell echoed endlessly in the abyss.

...

King Cullen, who once traversed the stars and was one of the greatest dreamers in history, witnessed the fate of the gods with Hastings.

This signaled the shattering of Hastings' last glimmer of hope.

He was powerless to rescue his own god; how weak he was compared to the chaos.

He couldn't even be buried with the gods; the chaos here had devoured the endless divine order, and the weak Hastings was an ant they looked down upon.

...

"Is this the truth that the Eye of Thinking is trying to show me...?"

"I don't believe it..."

Hastings knelt on the scorched earth.

Although he said he didn't believe it, his dejected tone betrayed his will.

Or perhaps, whether he believes it or not, it won't make a difference.

...

King Cullen, who controlled the emerald's brilliance, reminded Hastings:

"We still have a chance to leave before the new round of chaotic changes begins, Elder."

The shocking scene of the divine burial before his eyes was not permanent; some imperceptible details were slowly dissipating, such as the flames burning the golden tree beginning to lose their heat, and the remains of the gods slowly disintegrating. However, Hastings, whose mind was in turmoil, did not notice these intriguing details.

Kurans urged again:
“Let’s go, Elder. Don’t forget that you still have an unfinished mission. The Golden Law is still preserved in the Dreamland, and those people still have hope. Don’t let them down.”

“The abyss is a road of no return,” Hastings shook his head.

However, Kurans said, "I haven't just been enjoying wine and songs during my years in the Eternal Kingdom. No one in this world but me deserves the title of Abyss Scholar. Rest assured, the Eye of Thought will guide me on your journey. If you don't trust me, can't you trust Him?"

At this moment, Hastings finally remembered the ancient legend.

The story of the weak king of the East, who claimed to have traversed the stars and faced the ultimate void, yet returned to the present world with his sanity intact.

Kurans did not follow the path of the stars.

The so-called facing the ultimate void actually refers to the abyss.

He is a true abyss walker.

...

……

The emerald-like brilliance of the fire illuminated the path ahead.

Kurans, along with the bewildered Hastings, embarked on their return journey.

As he was about to leave this chaotic world, he casually turned back for one last look at the land where the blood of the gods had been spilled.

It has completely collapsed, turning into a void of chaos, just like the scene at the beginning.

However, Hastings could no longer see this scene, for he was lost in thought. Kurans' words had inspired him: the laws and order of the Golden Kingdom still existed, and he could not let down his thousands of believers, nor could he allow the Golden Kingdom to become a barbaric land once again.

...

Kurans seemed to be extremely familiar with the abyss.

Walking on the chaotic order requires every step to be precise; a wrong step will bring annihilation, even for a god.

But he made the right move every step of the way.

It seemed as if chaos was cooperating with him, paving the way for his future.

"I left footprints along the path I came from; all I need to do is follow those footprints back the way I came..."

"Wait a minute, when did a passage open up here?"

"Hiss... This taste... seems to lead directly to the Dream Realm."

"Great! This way, we don't even need to take a detour to the Awake World. Heaven is on our side!"

"Follow!"

...

At a fork in the path of chaos, Kurans unexpectedly discovered a brand new rift passage. On the other side of the rift, the aura of the Dream Realm was gradually seeping in.

Overjoyed, he led Hastings into the crevice.

...

……

Then I saw this bizarre scene.

This place feels like...

It was as if they had just experienced a terrifying battle.

Countless uncontrolled, chaotic forces remain in this space between the sky and the sea, whether they are flames, thunder, or materialized phantoms.

The shattered, sunken islands, the boiling, scorching seawater, and the dust from the remains of various clans turned the entire sea area blackish-gray.

On the remaining land of the island, a dark figure knelt, facing the crevice of the abyss.

His state was somewhere between life and death, with spiraling black flames and some kind of obscure substance still struggling to maintain his soul and will.

……

Hastings found the figure's outline somewhat familiar, and just as he was searching his mind for a name that matched it, a boy with his lower body wrapped in tattered rags jumped out from behind the figure.

His genitals were bleeding, and his hands were covered in mud and gravel, like a miner who had just crawled out of a coal mine.

Both sides stared at each other.

The atmosphere is very strange.

...

Compared to the dark figure, the appearance of the boy in front of them was actually more puzzling to Hastings and King Kurans.

This young man is none other than Lord Night Demon, who has been reborn.

As for what he was doing hiding in that deserted corner...

When Milo realized there was no hope of escape, he uttered a sentence among his fragmented words: "I bet you, being so clever, have buried an egg somewhere hidden just in case, right?"

This statement successfully inspired Yan.

So guess what happened to the mud on his hands and the blood on his crotch...?

...

"It's you!"

Hastings suddenly recognized Yan.

He had witnessed the brutal torture of Woti Ig when he was rescuing his students in Salub. This sight shocked him.

Because he had already recognized who the figure kneeling on the ground was.

...

Hastings did not suddenly attack anyone.

His will was extremely depressed after witnessing the scene in the abyss. Whether or not he killed Milo, it would no longer matter to the fate of the Golden Kingdom and the Temple of the Golden Law.

Moreover, given the current situation, he not only cannot touch a hair on Milo's head, but even leaving here alive is probably a problem.

The boy, his crotch stained with blood, had already unfurled his jet-black Night Demon wings, and the burning eye on his brow, split into three pieces, was staring intently at Hastings.

But what's even more terrifying is yet to come.

...

Gulu…

Kurans swallowed hard, raised his hand and nudged Hastings on the shoulder, gesturing for him to look back.

Above that shattered island stood three women with reddened eyes.

Beneath their feet lay three mangled corpses, torn to pieces.

Upon closer inspection, one can discern the torn divine core within the space; this divine core belonged to the three mutilated corpses on the ground…

...

hiss……

King Kurans was dumbfounded.

He exhausted his mind and nearly depleted his imagination by faking the fall of a god in the abyss.

Unexpectedly, as I turned the corner outside, I witnessed a true scene of a god's fall.

The god-slayer seems to have gone berserk.

Even though he now controls the radiance of the Emerald Godhead, he cannot suppress the trembling of his soul.

Having served as a weak king for countless eras, diligently navigating the cracks between the various temple powers, certain traits had long since taken root in Kurans's genes.

and so.

Pfft!
Without hesitation, he knelt down before the three killing gods in the air.

"Great goddesses! Please forgive my rudeness!!!"

It was almost a conditioned reflex; the entire operation was smooth and seamless, without the slightest delay.

Kurans didn't care who the broken divine essence in that space was. Victory is king, defeat is villain; a terrifying battle of gods had clearly just taken place here, and those standing there were gods! Or at least they were!

...

Looking to the other side, Hastings was still standing there, dumbfounded.

Kurans was frantic, wishing he could kick that old geezer back into the abyss.

He clenched his trembling teeth and forced out a sentence through the gaps:

"Don't you fucking kill me!"

...

As for Hastings, he didn't have a strong will to survive, but he wasn't stupid enough to walk right into the line of fire.

Witnessing two scenes of gods falling in one day is an impact that even the strongest soul would find difficult to withstand.

He stared blankly at the horizon.

As the long night was about to end, streaks of light began to emerge from behind the dark clouds.

That's the direction of the Golden Kingdom.

Hastings staggered toward that direction...

He was dragging his weary soul, instinctively heading towards his hometown.

...

……

When King Cullen saw Hastings swaggering away, he hesitated, wondering if he should follow suit.

However, he quickly dismissed the idea.

Because the three bloodthirsty female demons in the air had already descended.

...

Kurans, having witnessed the ultimate void, was quick-witted.

He immediately realized that Milo was resisting the abyss's corruption, and volunteered:

"I can seal the abyssal rift!"

"Let me do it! I can do it!"

"Please allow me to seal the rift in the abyss; only this act can express all my goodwill."

"This Shadow Lord, who is resisting the abyss's devouring, has visited my kingdom. He has been to Os-Nargai in the East."

“We’re old acquaintances! That’s right!”

...

……

In the end, Kurans did manage to seal the abyss rift, thus saving his own life.

Of course, the price was that the divine power of Horus, the emerald god whom he had painstakingly dug out from the abyss, was also completely squandered here. But Kurans was a magnanimous king, and he thought it was a very worthwhile deal.

...

……

Are we just going to let them go like this?

Rebecca watched the two strangers walk away, one after the other. She was very frustrated that she could not completely kill the goddess of the Three Ladies of Sorrow. If Hastings and Kurans dared to show the slightest hostility, she would not mind taking their lives to vent her anger.

Emma didn't even glance in the direction the two had gone, and said coldly, "Let's think about how to bring him back. The abyss is sealed, but he has still disintegrated his own body."

"I come."

Freya bypassed the two and went straight to pick up Milo.

Emma was skeptical, but she didn't stop them.

Rebecca frowned and asked, "Who is she?"

Yes, since we parted ways with the world of clarity, this period of time has felt both long and short. How did a woman with a broken horn suddenly appear...?

Emma remained silent, indicating that she didn't know either, and then turned to look at Yan.

So Rebecca also looked at Yan.

...

"Um……"

"Well, that's a long story."

Yan Ke is in so much pain.

(End of this chapter)