From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 393 The Newborn Demon God

The sudden change of heart by the two mechanical gods caught the Lord of Evolution completely off guard.

It and the Death Star Shipyard only managed to stop these two, but were helpless against the Death God who followed behind.

"I've figured it out; your alliance is practically worthless."

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As the assimilator's mechanical tentacles swept across, large swathes of void were invaded by the scattered mechanical particles, assimilated into part of the sleeve.

As the assimilation of the void intensified, the Death Star Shipyard felt a distinct discomfort, as if the surrounding space was repelling it and repeating the assimilated beings' mockery of it.

"You're not much better," He replied calmly, unmoved by the provocation. "Your boss doesn't really give you any attention either."

"We don't have a so-called top leader," the Assimilator corrected meticulously. "The Doomsday Pioneer isn't accepted by everyone either; he's too... unpredictable."

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"But he is indeed the strongest among you."

While defending against the Silent King's offensive, the Lord of Evolution did not forget to release his minions to clear away the Void Assimilation.

He even wanted to stop the Corpse Collector and the Bell Ringer, but unfortunately, he was powerless to do so and could not deal with enemies of the same level while holding off the other two demons.

"Okay, that's it, no, I should say that's the only way!"

Seeing that her companions had broken through the blockade and reached the front of the subspace, the Mother of No Life swung her fist and was then blasted away by the Lord of Steel.

"What are you so happy about?" The Steel Lord calmly loaded another round of bullets into the Macro Cannon. "No matter the outcome, it's impossible for you to regain your lost essence."

"What gives you the right?!"

"Because my fist is bigger than yours now," He raised his steel fist and made a crushing motion, "either retreat on your own, or die here. I don't mind killing you again."

"you......!"

The Mother of No Birth naturally could not agree. She glanced at her companions who were already breaking through the warp barrier, then turned and used her authority to kill the metallized bones on her body.

Thus, he obtained the dead steel, but not satisfied with that, he killed it again, and continued to kill subsequent products until he obtained the pure product symbolizing the death of steel.

He unleashed this cloud of mist, which perfectly covered the barrage of bullets fired by the macro cannons, and began a new round of confrontation with the Steel Lord.

The ghost ship, composed of spirit matter, raised its right skeletal arm and shook the bell in its hand without stopping.

With each ring of the bell, his speed increased significantly, forcefully carving out a hyperspace path in space. His sharp ramming head aimed directly at the subspace barrier and crashed into it.

An indescribable spiritual shriek echoed in the void, ripples spreading in all directions from the point of contact between the Bell Caller and the warp barrier.

Nearly half of the ramming horn pierced the subspace barrier and continued to penetrate deeper under the Bellcaller's thrust, while the Corpse-Piecing One lent it a helping hand.

"The lockdown is about to collapse!"

On the ghost ship, a skull face embedded in the hull spoke.

"Smash it!" the corpse-assembler shouted.

The bloated, pieced-together corpse raised thousands of arms, which reached out and plucked it from the ghost ship, which was no smaller than the ship itself.

Without a moment's respite, the Bellcaller vanished from its spot and reappeared on the other side of the galaxy.

Then, following the hyperspace channel that had just been opened, Xiu easily increased her speed to faster than light and launched an attack on the subspace blockade.

A violent, high-frequency mental scream emanated from the bell in his hand, like an angel sounding the horn of doom.

....not good."

The Lord of Evolution dimmed completely, but the next second, it released an unprecedentedly bright light, dispelling the darkness of most of the galaxy.

Although its power is thus dispersed, its will is transmitted to the ocean of light, and it can quickly reach wherever the light shines.

But it's still not enough.

With the help of the hyperspace route, the Bellcaller has pushed its speed to the limit. The only demons that can rival it in this respect are probably the Deathbird and the Doomsday Herald.

Almost instantly, the wrecked ghost ship crossed the entire Ocean of Light from one end of the galaxy and reached the edge of the shadow of the warp.

In the next instant, He will make intimate contact with the warp barrier and destroy it with immense force.

The corpse-assembler stared wide-eyed, taking a moment to move away from the warp barrier, intending to enjoy the show from his chosen audience seats.

He watched the bell ringer pass by and witnessed the ghost ship's ramming colliding with the warp barrier.

There was no movement, and no aftershocks.

The moment the two made contact, a large hole suddenly opened up in the subspace barrier.

The ghost ship passed through the large hole and disappeared into the vast depths of subspace.

After a moment of stunned silence, the corpse-assembler took a deep breath of interstellar dust. "The blockade has been lifted. We can go in now."

He glanced behind him and saw that the Lord of Evolution had just urgently disengaged from the battle and had therefore taken several hard blows from the enemy.

The latter, along with almost all the demon gods participating in the battle, are heading towards the warp.

As the light fixed on the final, lifeless Mother, he smiled inexplicably and gracefully stepped across the pore of the subspace.

"I will accept your lost essence."

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"You dare?"

The Mother of No Birth glared at Him, while simultaneously defending against the barrage of cannon fire and relentlessly pursuing Him.

Crossing the pore of subspace, laws completely different from those of the material universe descended, and a brand new world appeared before the corpse collectors.

"What a high-level world! No wonder they were able to blockade us for a while. This kind of world is not common."

Upon sensing Xiu's arrival, all the surrounding beings—whether emotional entities, subspace demons, or chaotic gods—scattered in panic, wishing they had two more legs to run away as fast as they could.

"The nature of this world seems to be more compatible with the spiritual... Never mind, now is not the time to study this. Let's go find those four audacious little bastards first."

Although he could feel the rejection from this dimension, the Corpse Collector didn't care. With his brute will and strength, he forcibly pushed aside the dimension's rejection.

He sensed the gravitational fluctuations left by the Bell Caller and followed the trail into the subspace.

I thought it would be an easy journey, so I didn't put on much vigilance and just focused my attention on guarding against the other demons.

However, as He went deeper and deeper into it, He gradually began to feel some strain.

The repulsion from the dimension becomes stronger, and the energy required to resist the rejection of the dimension also increases.

This was an unusual signal; in his view, it shouldn't be like this.

"This dimension is full of secrets," He thought, his interest in the warp growing stronger. "Perhaps I should combine it with my dying star system later."

The more the subspace resisted, the more excited he became.

"Let me see what your core area looks like... Hmm!"

As soon as they squeezed into the inner ring of the subspace, the greedy and excited eyes of the corpse-piecers widened in unison, and they stood there dumbfounded, staring at the scene unfolding before them.

What did He see? Was the bell ringer devouring the essence of non-birth? No, quite the opposite.

Four very different guys, they... they surrounded the Bell Caller and were subjecting Him to the ultimate insult!

They dismantled the ghost ship's tattered sails, broke its masts, removed the skeletal arm that had grown out of the right side of its sleeve, and even stole the extremely important bell it held.

The ghost ship that had just created the subspace barrier was almost powerless against the four righteous men's gang attack; every movement seemed to require a great deal of effort.

Clearly, He was severely suppressed by this strange dimension.

No, rather, it was precisely because of this that He appeared powerless in the face of those four newly born demon gods.

"Yes, those are newly born demon gods, four of them... It's unbelievable, I never thought they would succeed."

The corpse collector murmured as if doubting himself.

"How is that possible? The path they took was only traversed by one person, and only one person had leftovers that time, while they had four at once! Does that make sense?"

The dimensional pressure suddenly intensified, almost making it hard for her to breathe.

But his thinking did not stop; on the contrary, it became clearer.

"Yes, they are connected to this dimension, and their success is due to its regulation and support... Wait, doesn't that mean not only did they successfully ascend, but this dimension also ascended?"

He noticed the sudden increase in pressure and felt like a fish that had come ashore, about to suffocate before it could even evolve into a terrestrial creature.

This dimension had been hiding its fangs, only revealing them when it got closest to the inner ring, all so that it could be trapped here and caught by the four newly born demon gods and given a good beating.

"Damn it, I was too careless and fell for their trick."

The Corpse Collector glared fiercely at the four figures, intending to turn around and leave, but little did he know that the Lord of Evolution had already caught up with them.

"Hmph, trying to escape?"

There was no reason for the Lord of Evolution to let this opportunity slip by, so he immediately launched a lightning whirlwind attack on the sleeve, intending to forcefully bring the aircraft crashing down.

Fortunately, the mechanical gods that arrived later entangled it again, and they hadn't fully grasped the situation yet.

"Hmm?" Not far away, a red figure turned around, glanced at them, and grinned maliciously. "Guests have arrived. Hurry up and clean up this mess, then come with me to entertain them."

"Of course, of course," the figure of the usurper flickered, letting out a strange, cackling laugh, "of course we will treat our guests well."

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"After all, these are our first distinguished guests since our upgrade," said the sluggish and corrupting Heaven with a smile. He was wearing a green robe, showing no trace of his previous bloated and decaying appearance.

Perhaps it would be more appropriate to call him the Eternal Heaven now.

"I second that," Elysium said, and with a gentle wave of her hand, tore the Bellcaller's deck to pieces.

Although they are newly born demon gods, and their individual strength is far inferior to that of the Bell Caller, they have always been loyal, righteous, and united. When fighting a group of people, all four of them will attack together, and when fighting a single person, all four of them will attack together.

In addition, this is the warp, their home turf. With the warp's support, dealing with the Bellcaller won't be difficult.

Before its ascension, the subspace could contend with demons; after its ascension, its power will only increase, and even if multiple demons were to enter the subspace, they would be suppressed by it.

The two teams are now on the same level, and they also have the home advantage. Modric said, "I say, the advantage is on my side."

After quickly dismembering the Bellcaller and dividing its body among themselves, the four gods ate with gusto, their mouths greasy, before turning their greedy gazes toward the intruder.

To be honest, there was a lot of luck involved in how quickly they were able to deal with the bell ringer.

Before the ghost ship crashed into them, they had the subspace open a portal, allowing unobstructed passage directly to the inner ring area.

Therefore, the Bell Caller was the first demon to visit the inner ring, and its suppression of the sleeve was the most severe.

But the demons who have broken in now are different; they haven't fully penetrated the inner ring, and the level of suppression they are experiencing is also different.

"In the end, a tough battle was inevitable, but fortunately we were not fighting alone."

Modi turned his gaze into the distance, taking in the unfolding scene.

The Lord of Evolution and the Assimilates are locked in a fierce battle, while the Death Star Shipyard and the Silent King are locked in a deadly struggle. Further ahead, the Lord of Steel is both blocking the Mother of No Life and rushing toward the Inner Ring.

"Hmm, I didn't expect it to be so lively. But what's going on with this Death Star Shipyard? The Lord of Evolution said he seems to be on our side?"

After a moment's thought, Modi pulled out the spiral spear stuck in the ground, and the two swords of blue and white at his side pointed directly at the battlefield ahead, emitting a clear and resonant sound.

"Kill...that fat bastard!"

Zhifutian trembled, thinking that Modi was talking, but upon closer inspection, wasn't there a bloated guy right in front of him?

"What goes around comes around." The mutated heaven flapped its wings, its body flashing as if out of frame, followed by a scarlet spiral shooting out from its side, heading straight for the corpse-fighting warriors who had not yet retreated from the battlefield.

"So fast?"

The corpse collector's eyelids twitched, astonished that the bell ringer had died so quickly, and he cursed the guy for being all show and no substance.

He reached out and pulled his dying starry sky over himself, using it to cover himself and hide deep within the starry sky, trying to block the spiral beam of light from the outside.

However, they overestimated their abilities and underestimated the power of the upgraded Final Spiral.

After ascending to the realm of demon gods, Mordi's unique Styx Path encompassed more aspects, even incorporating the demon artifact he obtained when he became a Dragon Hunter Apostle, the Unchanging End Spear, into his own domain.

Now, this spear is not only a magical artifact symbolizing the end of all immutability, but also one of the three authorities of his Styx Path, the other two being his two swords.

In a sense, the Gun of Ending Immutability is the embodiment of slaughter; it can kill even the dying starry sky.

In an instant, a crimson spiral beam of light pierced through the starry sky, blasting apart all the dying stars that dared to obstruct it.

It shot right in front of the corpse collector, then pierced through the swollen body, bringing out a large amount of corpse fluid, and continued to shoot through the entire starry sky.

The dying starry sky was completely annihilated by this shot.

"Cough, cough cough..."

The corpse-piece looked down at the large hole in his body, from which yellowish-green pus and bodily fluids were oozing out.

Good news, He didn't die from that shot.

Bad news: three newly born demon gods have surrounded Him, like wolves with gleaming green eyes, ready to pounce at any moment.