Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 205 The Demon Lord's Pleasure

Legend has it that the Abyss is infinitely vast. Even light would take several years to travel around it.

The vast majority of the landmass is deep red, and the ubiquitous red soil is a highly nutritious food source.

The deepest abyssal worms grow by devouring red soil, which leads to a metamorphosis. After that, they continuously fight and devour each other, evolving step by step until they reach the end of their form.

Abundant food and boundless lands have fostered the prosperity and diversity of the Abyss races.

What the Violet Kingdom considered a huge loss was utterly insignificant to the Abyss, not even worth mentioning.

A continuous stream of demonic armies poured out of the bright purple demonic gates.

A pair of indifferent eyes looked down from high above.

It's somewhat like the God-like perspective of a player controlling an e-sports game, where all living beings are just insignificant pawns, unimportant numbers.

Over the long course of time, the Abyss Lords' favorite pastime was a game called War and Invading Dimensions, which helped them relieve boredom and tedium.

Maintaining one's own enjoyment can effectively alleviate the decay of the soul.

Those in positions of power, whose lifespan is nearly immortal, always seek out ways to have fun.

Destroying a country might be no different to them than humans pouring molten aluminum into an anthill—just a matter of pure interest.

Lord Mosank, the Eye Demon Lord, is relatively unknown among the many lords and has rarely demonstrated his strength. Like many evil eyes, he is fond of observing the battles of those below him, considering himself a detached observer and rarely engaging in combat himself. His existence predates the entire history of humankind. Even among the countless lords of the Abyss, he is considered one of the older groups.

Seemingly sensing someone calling his true name, the Eye Demon Lord Mosank turned to the concerned gaze and pondered to himself: "It's indeed a bit much for you few to hold off the god. Send a few more! At least give me a battle that is evenly matched."

Lord's Royal Guard Commander Boim received orders, transforming his body from a pool of purple sludge into human form. Sludge Demons, also known as Abyss Slimes, are renowned for their ever-changing forms.

……

Dark black lightning fell from the sky.

The first to be hit was the largest orange hellfire.

The gravity field was practically nonexistent, and the dark gold rock body cracked open like mud.

"No!" Hellfire General Barton roared in terror. Exploding black lightning spread throughout his body.

It was a devastating blow, countless times more severe than being cleaved by space, causing his body to explode into countless tiny fragments.

The leaping black lightning pierced through the succubus girl's torso in the next instant.

The red-skinned demon beauty's waist was severed in two, her horrified expression frozen on her alluring face. The sonic boom that followed spread wildly.

The battle began without any warning.

It was merely a one-sided attack and an all-out effort.

As the demon generals saw the scene of the world changing rapidly approaching, the enemy was almost upon them.

A transparent silhouette moved through the clouds. Indistinguishable to the naked eye, imperceptible to spiritual power. Approaching silently in the blink of an eye, even its sound was left far behind.

The next target is the Demon Swordsman.

Tai'an sensed that his opponent was unusual; he was able to move the blade at an imperceptible speed within the still painting before him, as if trying to break free from the constraints of time.

That's truly remarkable!

However, it is still futile in the face of absolute speed and power.

A sudden flash of lightning.

The demon swordsman's body shattered.

Next came the demon wizard, who broke the spatial lock, transforming its three-dimensional form into two dimensions. It instantly teleported and changed location.

The spatial rift around them inexplicably closed, and the teleportation failed.

The demon wizard Lavaki was taken aback and instinctively released his domain, with dark red death rays intertwining before his eyes.

It seems we were a step too late…

A hole exploded in the center of the body, and the small human figure passed through it.

"How absurd!" The demon wizard spat out a mouthful of blood, and the world before him tilted and swayed.

Tai'an charged towards his next opponent without looking back, a dark green soul lurking in another dimension.

A rare ethereal demon that feeds on the negative emotions of intelligent beings and fragments of souls from the battlefield. Immune to physical damage, but vulnerable to magical and mental attacks.

Tai'an recalled the description in the "Demon Species Compendium" and decisively swung his demon sword!

A bolt from the blue!

"It wasn't a battle at all; it was like entering cheat codes."

Mozambique, who was secretly observing the battle, frequently descended upon the technologically advanced world dominated by humans, feeling a faint displeasure rising in his heart.

Since the human god is personally intervening without regard for his own tastes, then He will not hold back either.

The town of Giverny was suddenly plunged into darkness. A giant eyeball appeared in the sky.

Everywhere you look, everything is being alienated and polluted.

Flesh and blood wither and deform, falling off piece by piece from the body.

Ordinary humans and animals were the first to be affected, and even heavily armored infantry who reached the formal rank were not spared.

Elite warriors, whose physiques were several times stronger, unleashed their battle aura and stubbornly resisted from out of sight.

"Lord of the Abyss!" Deyulan exclaimed in shock and anger, raising his sword and pointing it at the sky.

The magnificent body stretched as far as the eye could see; even its eyeballs were far larger than the town itself. It could not possibly be a physical entity, but rather a projection from a higher dimension.

A dazzling orb of light rose into the sky.

The main camp unleashed its trump card, the energy-concentrating cannon, instantly unleashing all its firepower.

The orbs of light kept exploding, releasing extreme high temperatures, making the sky as bright as day.

not enough!

The briefly broken area slowly reassembled.

The enormous eyeball still hangs overhead, its malevolent gaze fixed on the ground below.

De Yulan's face was covered in blood, his skin peeling off in patches like plaster on a wall, as he roared in unwilling anger.

"Eternal Sun!"

The legendary forbidden spell is also humanity's last vestige of dignity and hope.

All the spellcasters reached a consensus and poured magical power into the underground altar. A gigantic sphere of light, hundreds of times brighter than the Concentration spell, rose into the air, its shape resembling the sun.

"Is it dawn yet?"

Tai An bent down and picked up the scattered limbs from the ground, walking over to Hathaway, whose face was ashen. Like assembling a toy, he found the right angle.

The incision was very clean, just within his skill range. It was slightly more difficult than suturing Nanaya's entire body.

Hathaway felt excruciating pain, gritting her teeth to suppress her fear. However, she couldn't control her lower body. Falling into the hands of a demon meant certain death—becoming food, or something even worse.

Just as humans feed on livestock, now that the roles are reversed, she only desires a swift death so that her soul can escape the prison of her body.

"Calm down, you're saved. Don't pee everywhere." The childish voice, lacking the deep resonance of a grown man, gave one a strange sense of reassurance.

Hathaway cautiously opened her eyes and, using the light spreading across the horizon, looked at the figure crouching beside her.

"So it wasn't the sun after all!" Tai'an murmured, slightly lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)