American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 467 The Last Nephilim
"Excuse me, we are people who accidentally fell here and are looking for a way out. We didn't know anyone lived here."

Those who can survive in such an environment are definitely not ordinary people, so Roy greeted him very politely.

"He's a polite young man. Come in."

Roy carefully entered the interior through the hole in the giant skull and saw an old man with a beard that dragged on the ground carving something on the inner wall of the giant skull.

It was actually a human?
Roy had expected to see some ancient demon or something, but he never expected to see an ordinary old man.

This guy's aura was no different from that of an ordinary old man.

"Dad, his beard is so long! Can you grow such a long beard?"

Elareza pointed at the old man and asked him a question curiously.

Well, Roy hadn't groomed himself for half a month, and quite a bit of beard had grown on his chin. Elareza especially liked to lean on his shoulder and stroke his beard.

Shh, don't point at them!

The old man didn't seem to care about Elareza's behavior; he simply sniffed at her.

“Hmm, you all smell strange. I’ve never smelled this combination before. A succubus without sin, a succubus with a sinful soul, and the other one is… a Nephilim? How interesting, I haven’t smelled my own kind in so long!”

The old man turned around and looked at Roy with his empty eye sockets. Only then did the three of them realize that he had no eyeballs.

However, Roy gleaned a piece of information from that statement.

"Old sir, are you also a Nephilim?"

"Yes, I am indeed a Nephilim. It's strange, I remember I was the last Nephilim, so why are there still other Nephilims of my kind? Also, could you transform into a Nephilim? This demon form smells terrible!"

Despite being blind, the old man possessed exceptional perception, not only recognizing Roy's Nephilim identity but also knowing that he was currently in demon form.

This kind of strength shouldn't belong to just an ordinary old man, right?
Roy carefully put Elareza and Alma down from his back, and only then did he realize that Alma was still sleeping, which explained why she hadn't said a word.

Then, Roy transformed into his Nephilim form, with gray hair, huge gray wings, and strange markings on his body.

This is something that Roy gained from his Phyllis form after his strength improved further, allowing him to awaken some new abilities.

The old man looked at Roy with his dark, hollow eyes and nodded.

"That's more like it! What time is it in the human world now?"

Roy paused for a moment, unsure how to answer. His method of keeping time was certainly different from the old man's, but he still gave him a reply.

"According to the Gregorian calendar, it is now the year 2000 in the outside world."

The old man frowned; his skin was so wrinkled that Roy was worried his skin would peel off.

"What Gregorian calendar? Just tell me how many years have passed since the Great Flood."

"Approximately 4200 years ago."

Roy happened to know this. There is no specific time record of the era of Noah's Ark, but the great floods in the East and West occurred at the same time. Roy knew how many years ago it was when Yu the Great controlled the floods.

"So, that event happened five thousand years ago?"

The old man sighed deeply, then turned around and continued carving something on the inside of the skull.

Roy examined it closely and felt it resembled some kind of special script.

"Old sir, you say you are the last of the Nephilim, then why are you here?"

The old man did not stop working.

“A long, long time ago, I was banished to hell by God and ended up here, where I settled down.”

Roy frowned slightly. Although the old man's words were simple, it was no simple thing to have seen it with one's own eyes!
There are only a handful of people in the Bible who have seen God: either the first humans like Adam, Lilith, and Eve, or righteous people like Abraham and Noah.

Most people are able to see God's messenger, the angel of justice, Gabriel.

For example, Gabriel delivered messages to John the Baptist's father, John (the man who baptized Jesus, who was Jesus' cousin), and to the Virgin Mary, reporting that she was about to give birth to the Holy Son Jesus.

Neither of the righteous men had seen God in their lifetime.

It is clear that the identity of this Nephilim is extraordinary.

However, judging from the old man's tone, he didn't seem to want to talk about his past, otherwise he wouldn't have avoided mentioning his name.

After thinking for a moment, Roy decided not to dwell on the other person's identity, lest he anger the other person and prevent them from answering his next question.

"Sir, is there any way to leave this place?"

This is the most important issue; nothing that has happened in the past is as important as what is about to happen in the future.

The old man stopped what he was doing, turned his head and looked at Roy with a strange smile.

"You want to leave here? Do you know where you are?"

Roy really didn't know where he was.

"Appreciate further details!"

The old man came to the blank inner wall of the skull and began to draw. Only then did Roy realize that he was carving on the bone with his fingernails.

"There are nine levels of hell. Apart from the outermost level, the Spirit Book Hell, which connects to various worlds, there are eight more levels below it."

The old man painted a huge funnel-shaped pattern on the wall, the first layer of which he painted various lifelike ghosts.

(Sandro Botticelli's depiction of Hell for "Divine Comedy" - I recommend finding the uncompressed version on Zhihu, as this one is compressed and many details are missing.)

"Below the Spirit Book Hell is the true entrance to Hell. The second level is called the Kingdom of the Stars, ruled by Lucifer, the King of Pride. He creates various cities according to his own will, trying to experiment with the most perfect system. At the same time, he is also the one who prevents all demons from leaving Hell."

The old man drew a person with twelve wings. Although it was only a few strokes, Roy could feel Lucifer's unique temperament.

"The third layer is called Dream Bubble, a void of pink space. Only a few landmasses float in this space on giant bubbles. It is said that this layer is also connected to the dream world, and the ruler here is called Asmodeus, the King of Lust."

Roy had a sudden realization: he must have crashed here during the Dream Bubble incident.

"Old sir, if you fall into the illusory world, will you end up here?"

The old man didn't seem to mind Roy interrupting him and continued drawing a seductive female body.

"Yes, Dream Bubble is one of the few hell spaces that can directly reach the very bottom of hell. We'll talk about that later."

Roy nodded, not interrupting the old man.

"The fourth level is called the Golden Labyrinth. It is a world made of gold and jewels. All greedy souls gather here to use everything they have to acquire more wealth, but only the King of Greed, Mammon, can win the final victory."

The old man continued drawing, and a two-headed eagle leaped onto the wall from his hand. "The fifth level is called the Rotten Swamp, the largest dining table in Hell. Here, you either eat people or be eaten! Although the master of the Rotten Swamp is Beelzebub, the most discerning gluttonous king in Hell, unfortunately, he has no way to change the rules of Hell."

A huge fly with a fat head and big ears was drawn.

It sounds like the old man had a good opinion of Beelzebub. Could it be that they knew each other in ancient times?

"The sixth level is called the Battlefield of Blood. The subjects of King Samael, the King of Wrath, fight bloody battles in this world all the time to please their master. What a bunch of fools!"

The old man drew a man with short wings.

The old man's opinion of Samael and his men was not very good, perhaps due to some personal bias.

"The seventh level is called the City of Eternal Night, a world where there is only night and no day. Here you will never find the truth, only deception and nothingness. My advice is, in the City of Eternal Night, do not listen to anyone, not even its master, Belial, the King of Sloth."

The old man drew the back of a woman.

Roy had something to say about this. He felt that Belial was quite honest; at most, he would hide some things, but he would rarely lie to him.

Especially when Roy pinned Belial down in bed.

"The eighth level is called the Ancient Sea. This is the only remaining original appearance of Hell. Only here can you see what Hell looked like in ancient times. However, Leviathan, the King of Envy who rules this place, is no longer the same as before."

The old man stopped drawing after finishing an ouroboros.

"Finally, there is the ninth and lowest level of Hell, the Dark Abyss. This is the end of Hell, a void devoid of color, life, and time. Except for the Spirit Book Hell, each level of Hell has a direct entrance to the Dark Abyss, but the third level, Dream Bubble, is probably the most direct, so unlucky fellows often fall directly from Dream Bubble into the Dark Abyss and die."

It seems the three of you are incredibly lucky to still be alive.

Roy looked at the old man thoughtfully. The old man had explained the situation in Hell very clearly, but he didn't seem to have answered Roy's question.

"Sir, you still haven't told us how to leave here!"

"Isn't my meaning clear enough? No one can leave the Dark Abyss unless the master of this place appears and sets the rules anew."

"Master? What do you mean?"

"Haven't you noticed? Every level of hell has a master, and that level of hell changes according to the master's wishes. The Dark Abyss is a world without a master. This place should have originally belonged to Satan, the king of hell, but Satan's position has always been vacant, so this world has become what it is now."

Does this mean that as long as you become Satan, the king of hell, you can leave this world?

Roy frowned in thought, but he soon discovered the problem.

If one becomes Satan, then it becomes even more impossible to leave Hell. Satan will be bound to Hell forever, just like other demon kings of Hell.

At most, he'll just send a clone to Earth to slack off, like Belial did.

Therefore, the only solution is to have another person become Satan, and that person is willing to let Roy leave the abyss of darkness.

This method seems even more outrageous.

Putting aside the qualifications to become the King of Hell, it's worth noting that several of the Seven Demon Kings of Hell aspire to become Satan, such as Leviathan.

The King of Jealousy has always longed to become Satan, so he has done a lot of things over the years, such as tempting Eve to eat the fruit of knowledge in the Garden of Eden.

For example, the mess they've made on Earth recently by allying with Samael and Mammon.

If it were possible to become Satan, Leviathan would have done it long ago, instead of waiting until today.

But Roy still wanted to give it a try.

"Old sir, I was accidentally sent to hell, and I must return to the human world!"

The old man shook his head and began to trace some incomprehensible characters with his fingers again.

“Some things cannot be changed by personal will, just like the destruction of the Nephilim.”

"But wasn't the birth of a completely new Nephilim also unexpected? Miracles always happen in this world!"

These words made the old man pause.

Indeed, Roy's appearance completely surprised the old man, and even delighted him at one point.

However, so many years of living in the abyss of darkness had completely hardened the old man's mind, so even if Roy hadn't spoken to him, he might not have been able to understand.

"A miracle? That seems interesting."

Just then, Alma woke up.

"Huh, why am I sleeping on the floor?"

Alma stood up, clutching her large belly, and dusted herself off.

Upon seeing Alma, Roy pointed to her stomach.

"Have you ever seen a child conceived in Alma's womb while in spirit form?"

The old man looked at Alma's belly and suddenly showed an expression of amazement.

"Hiss! How could there be such a wicked soul!"

"Sin? What sin?"

Alma looked at Roy with an innocent expression, the contrast between her alluring face and Adela's was truly striking.

Adela is indeed Elareza's sister. One of the succubi had her soul cleansed, while the other was directly possessed by a foolish soul. Now, they both seem rather dim-witted.

Roy realized that the old man, though seemingly blind, actually saw much more clearly than Roy.

"Perhaps... you really can leave this world."

The old man looked forlorn, and Roy quickly pressed him for more information.

"Sir, what should we do?"

"In the Dark Abyss, there is the Tower of Babel, which connects to the eighth layer of the Ancient Sea. It is the only way to leave the Dark Abyss, but only those who obtain Satan's authority can pass through the Tower of Babel. Perhaps you could try going to the Tower of Babel!"

The Tower of Babel?

The Tower of Babel is a tall tower built or expanded under the supervision of Nebuchadnezzar II, the king of the Neo-Babylonian Empire. It means "Gate of God" and represents the ancient mythological era's people's desire to ascend to godhood.

Legend has it that the Tower of Babel angered the gods and was destroyed, disappearing along with the Babylonian kingdom into the annals of history. Unexpectedly, it has appeared in the abyss of darkness.

"So how do I get there?"

(End of this chapter)