From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 395 Timely Loss Mitigation

Rewind a little, before the two sides stopped fighting, a discordant ripple appeared in the Realm of Death.

At first, no one knew what this meant. Whether it was the demons or the apostles, everyone thought it was just the self-adjustment of the realm of death, a normal phenomenon.

They only awoke from their daze when the ripples turned into a tsunami, and the towering waves destroyed both of their divine thrones.

What? This isn't normal at all. It turns out that two unlucky demons went to resurrect... Wait, two unlucky ones?

The Death God, who hadn't participated in the fierce attack on the subspace, came to his senses, a look of disbelief flashing across his face. Meanwhile, the apostles in the Death Realm were inwardly turbulent.

How long has it been since the fall of the Mother of No Life? Two more demon gods have perished. Could it be that the mechanical gods have launched another attack?

Those who don't know the inside story will naturally think this way, but those demon gods who underwent strange changes not long ago would not think this way.

They couldn't help but wonder, what exactly had happened before?

"Oh right, I remember the Deathbird went there too, let's ask it first."

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A demon suggested, and then sent a message to the Deathbird.

An automated reply came quickly from the other end.

"The user you are trying to reach is currently on another call. Please try again later."

"What the hell? Even the Deathbird is tied up and doesn't have time to reply to messages?" The demon god looked completely bewildered.

Meanwhile, the Deathbird He was talking about was still locked in fierce battle with the molten iron planet.

"Hmm, a letter?" He tilted his head indifferently, intending to continue his exhilarating battle, but the tsunami of the Death Realm finally took effect.

He paused for a moment, and this pause gave the molten iron planet an opportunity. The entire planet, still in its orbit, crashed into him, sending him flying out of the hyperspace orbit and landing in some unknown star system.

"Ga"

The deathbird let out a sharp cry, and the space resonated with it, generating visible ripples.

"I said stop, we have more important things to do now."

After hearing what Xiu said, the Molten Iron Planet abruptly stopped its charge, its central giant eye casting a gaze devoid of any emotion.

"explain."

"The battle is about to be decided there." He pointed the tip of his spear at the hyperspace channel, the other end of which was the star system from which they had set out. "If we don't want to suffer too much loss, we'd better hurry over there."

After a deep gaze, the molten iron planet slowly turned its head and disappeared into the hyperspace channel once again.

A few seconds later, energy fluctuations caused by the jump rippled out of the spot, and in the dissipating stream of light, the huge celestial body disappeared into the channel, followed closely by the Deathbird that also dived into the channel.

The two demons left the galaxy one after the other, leaving behind a giant hyperspace channel that had been artificially created by a collision, and a galactic gravitational field that had been disrupted by a massive celestial body.

Perhaps hundreds of millions of years from now, life will emerge on one of these planets, and perhaps they will evolve into a civilization.

When they gain the ability to leave their home galaxy, they will discover that two ancient visitors inadvertently left them a valuable treasure.

That is a giant channel connecting countless star systems, large enough to allow a large number of ships to jump simultaneously.

As for the two visitors who caused all this, they didn't care about it and were still heading towards the subspace.

"That's incredible. They actually managed to upgrade despite their siege."

The Deathbird made no attempt to hide its surprise and expressed its thoughts in an admiring tone.

"As expected of the person I had high hopes for."

"I've felt something was off from the very beginning," the molten iron planet ahead suddenly spoke up. "Did you already know them? Judging from your tone, you seem to be quite familiar with them."

"I only knew one of them. He worked for me and I gave him some rewards... We lost contact after that. I never expected him to get to this point."

"Are you in cahoots with them?"

"No, at least not yet."

Then why did you send me away?

Molten Iron Planet glanced at the sleeve without leaving a trace, then looked up as if rolling his eyes.

That damn bird probably already had its plans all along.

He pondered whether he should take the opportunity to do something underhanded to prevent Him from joining forces with the demons on his side.

Unexpectedly, the Deathbird seemed to have seen through His thoughts and sneered, "I know what you're thinking. I advise you not to do this, or you'll be ready to fight me for another three hundred rounds."

...Then forget it.

The molten iron planet abandoned its previous idea, and a light shone before its eyes, the brilliant starlight reflecting into its giant eye.

The stars and the sea of ​​stars shone brightly, creating a dreamlike scene, but everyone knew that it was just a facade, a lantern used as bait.

Behind this beautiful starry sky backdrop lies a massive vortex, constantly radiating a powerful gravitational pull that devours anything drawn to it.

"This is the entrance from the material universe to the subspace. I didn't expect that dimension to grow so rapidly."

The Deathbird surveyed the massive vortex, estimating its size to be even larger than the Molten Iron Planet.

It should be noted that the Molten Iron Planet - Doomsday Pioneer, as a demon god, is larger than many stars in the sky, but it is still somewhat insignificant in the face of the Great Vortex.

Such a giant celestial body is enough to cover the entire galaxy that originally existed here.

While small size doesn't necessarily mean weakness, a body this large certainly can't be weak.

"Do you have any leads on this thing?" Molten Iron Planet looked at the Deathbird.

"No, this is my first time experiencing this too."

The Deathbird looked at the whirlpool, somewhat perplexed.

On the surface, this appears to be the entrance to the subspace, but in reality, there is a filter inside, specifically designed to block out beings like these with excessive strength.

So for the demon god, this place is practically sealed off.

"It's difficult; we'll have to resort to force to resolve it."

He stretched his limbs, and the forked spear ignited with spiritual fire.

The molten iron planet also opened its giant eyes, facing the vortex and beginning to gather its strength.

In an instant, the spirit fire spear pierced out, intensifying the gravitational distortion.

The vortex was first pierced by the Spiritfire Spear, and an inconspicuous tiny crack bloomed from the point where the spear tip struck. Then, this crack rapidly expanded until it covered half of the vortex's surface.

The molten iron planet followed closely behind, accurately hitting the center of the spiderweb-like crack, and using its massive mass to forcefully break through the entire vortex, directly shattering the inner seal.

The Deathbird followed closely behind, and so the two massive entities, one after the other, entered the subspace.

Sensing the arrival of the uninvited guest, the warp trembled violently, revealing its naked hostility and rejection.

A feeling of being at odds with everything in the world filled the hearts of the two demons.

"Hey, this dimension is really something, they even dare to breathe on us," the Deathbird said in its uniquely hoarse voice.

Molten Iron Planet chimed in, "This also proves its value."

As soon as they entered, they saw two small groups engaged in a heated physical exchange.

On one side is a strange combination of a mechanical god and a demon of death, while on the other side is an equally strange group of six.

The six opponents were clearly not to be underestimated; judging from the battle situation, they were driving the other side into a complete rout.

Their enemies were clearly at a disadvantage, but apart from one of them, the other three were not in too much trouble.

At this moment, upon sensing the arrival of the Molten Iron Planet and the Death Bird, the four people visibly relaxed considerably, with the Mother of No Life, who had been beaten the worst, letting out a sigh of relief.

"You've finally arrived. If you hadn't come, the entire Realm of Death would have been wiped out by them."

She hurriedly approached the Deathbird and couldn't help but complain.

"All killed? No way, I see the scrap collector is still alive and well."

He didn't even glance at the Mother of No Birth, but kept his eyes fixed on the Death Star ship's burial mound opposite him.

This behavior undoubtedly made the Mother of No Birth feel slighted, and the anger hidden beneath her rationality grew uncontrollably.

But it only grew; he lacked the ability to translate his anger into action. In other words, he was in a state of impotent rage.

Now, He is no match for the Four Gods, much less for the Deathbird. He can only offer feeble, weak words to defend His last shred of dignity: "He has betrayed us; He is no longer our ally!"

Is this really true?

The Deathbird's expression turned serious; heaven knows how a skeleton bird could make such an expression.

"If this is true, then things are very serious... Hey, scrap collector, have you betrayed us?" He asked the Death Star shipowner seriously.

"I don't think I do," Death Star Shipyard replied just as seriously.

Of the three Death Gods present, only one stood out from the crowd—the bewildered Mother of No Life.

Things didn't go as planned. The two demons, who should have been hostile to each other, seemed to have reached a consensus, and no one even knew why things had turned out this way.

"I think so too," the Deathbird said with a smile.

"What are you talking about?" The Mother of No Life asked in horror, taking a step back quietly.

"Obviously," the Deathbird turned its head, its expression a half-smile, "I was just confirming whether He had betrayed us, and the answer is obvious: He didn't."

"He attacked me and prevented me from reclaiming the One Essence."

"That's just your personal matter. Didn't you also form a partnership with the Metal Grinds?"

The Deathbird showed no sympathy for His plight; rather, it had already decided to abandon Him.

"In my opinion, your act of colluding with the enemy is more like betrayal. And from beginning to end, this whole series of events started because of you. Don't think I don't know that you want to use us as pawns."

The Mother of No Life wants to reclaim her essence, and the Corpse Collector and the Bell Caller covet this as well. Their purpose in coming here is not to fight against another faction, but to gain more benefits for themselves.

They can cooperate on this, or they can betray each other for it; it's not impossible that they might even collude with foreign enemies.

It can be said that the entire Realm of Death is a loose alliance, a makeshift organization created to fight against mechanical gods.

On the surface, the Death Bird is suppressing them, but in reality, the demons, including the Death Bird, have little affection for each other. After all, the Death Bird's current power comes from devouring other death demons.

The situation was similar for the mechanical gods.

The Death Phoenix and the Death Star Fleet both chose a path that was more advantageous to themselves than to the entire Realm of Death.

"You mean...you're planning to give up on me?!"

The Mother of No Birth became alert and instantly entered battle mode.

"That's up to you."

The spirit fire flashed, and the Deathbird disappeared for a moment before reappearing beside the Death Star ship's tomb. It didn't cause any panic on the other side, which means they had already communicated beforehand.

"We meet again. I remember seeing you before, right?" He tilted his head, and the Eye of Spirit Fire, through its socket, fell on a red figure.

"Your memory is correct."

Modi pulled out the demonic artifact that had accompanied him for some time, and the strong aura of death on it proved that what he said was true.

"It really is you. I didn't expect it at the time, and I didn't even see it. I never thought you could make it this far."

The Deathbird spoke with a sigh, indicating it had no intention of taking the thing back.

"Since Aktosh disappeared, time has become much more blurred, and even we may not be able to see the whole picture and the truth... Keep this little thing as a memento."

"it is good."

Modi didn't stand on ceremony and stuffed the demonic artifact, which was burning with spiritual fire, into his sleeve.

The situation seemed to have eased, and the mechanical gods were much calmer. Apart from the Mother of No Life, who maintained a low-pressure atmosphere, everything was fine.

"So, shall we fight or retreat?" The Lord of Steel, along with the other two mechanical gods, looked at the newly arrived Molten Iron Planet, awaiting His decision.

With Him around, the three of them became much more confident, and stood up straighter.

...Let's take another look.

The Molten Iron Planet watched in silence, analyzing the current situation in its mind.

The dead bird, though seemingly warlike, is actually quite shrewd. It knows how to cut its losses in time and how to gain real benefits for itself.

This conflict, which revolves around the nature of the Forgotten and Ascension, initially arose from the Warp and the Mother of No Life, dragging the Realm of Death and the Machine Gods into the fray.

Ultimately, this led to the fall of two Death Gods, and the Mother of No Life was unable to reclaim the lost essence, seemingly indicating that the Realm of Death suffered a great loss.

"That's not actually the case." The Molten Iron Planet has a different perspective.

The Death Star Shipyard and the Deathbird started placing bets at some point, and thus maintained a good relationship with one of the four newly born demon gods, who also had the most influence.

Therefore, these four newly born demon gods, along with this even more bizarre dimension after its ascension, will likely side with the Realm of Death. At the very least, they will lend a helping hand out of consideration for the human relationships they have with the Realm of Death.

The conflict could not be easily stopped, so the Deathbird chose a course of action that was more in its own interest, sacrificing the three Mothers of No Life in exchange for the help of four newborn demon gods and this strange dimension, which was in line with its usual style.

"It also allows us to eliminate dissidents and further strengthen our ties by leveraging our hostile relationship with this conflict... This dead bird is a win-win situation no matter what."

After taking a deep look at the Deathbird and the red figure beside the robe, the Molten Iron Planet slowly closed its giant eye.

"Let's put this conflict to rest... Let's go."

The blockade has been broken. With him there, if they want to leave, no one can stop them, at least not the people present.

But someone else present wasn't so lucky.