Start in Terra, immortal

After countless years of wandering, the Demon Realm has finally approached Planet Arad.

During this time, rumors about the apostles continued to circulate in the demon realm.

"Did you know? Creator Luke not only restored electricity to the Demon Realm, but is also gradually rebuilding the destroyed Demon Realm."

"Look at the subway center and Central Park over there!" someone said, pointing to the buildings that had sprung up.

"Over at the center of the Earth Rail, there's also the Flame Devourer Anton. Look at that mountain, that's Anton. Every time it awakens, all the light and electricity disappear."

"Have you guys noticed? We've been seeing dragon-people a lot lately in the Demon Realm, both on the ground and in the sky!"

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Unlike before, the Demon Realm did not separate from the other-dimensional space this time, but instead docked directly in the other-dimensional space near Planet Arad.

At the center of the Earth Rail, Bakal, the apostle known as the Explosive Dragon King, roared past the towering buildings.

"That thing called 'electricity' seems to be quite rare. Since Anton is asleep today, Luke should have time to generate electricity. Let's go find that old man and ask him to generate electricity for me!"

For Bakal, only rare things could arouse his interest, and 'electricity' was a rare thing worth savoring.

"These buildings may be stylistically different from those in Troport, but these unnatural walls... it must be that old man's doing!"

Bakal quickly found Luke and, before even landing, shouted, "Old mute, get me some more electricity!"

Luke remained silent, simply continuing to hammer away.

The massive body suddenly charged towards Luke, who was furious that Luke didn't take him seriously.

Luke remained unmoved and continued with his work.

Bakal had no choice but to stop in front of Luke. "Luke, could you please turn on the power again?"

Luke turned his head, stared at Bakal for a long time, thought for a while, and then flipped a few switches.

With its wings spread, Bakal flew back into the air, ready to witness the true face of electricity once again.

The lights gradually came on with a crackling sound, and a picture appeared on the walls of the building complex:

A giant dragon roared in its final moments amidst the burning flames.

Bakal was taken aback. As the only dragon in the Demon Realm and also the king of the dragons, he knew that it was him.

At the same time, the scene also shows: a strange thing with the characteristics of Sirocco is splitting into countless pieces, which are dying one by one;

The octopus-like Lotus was dying amidst a pile of broken stones;

And that pig-like, rat-like Dirige is being swallowed by a spatial rift;

And, a handsome young man with countless figures standing behind him.

Behind that boy, Bakal saw himself, Luke, and many of the so-called apostles from the Demon Realm. Among them was Hilder.

"Now that you've seen it, do you accept this result?"

Luke's sudden outburst took Bakal somewhat by surprise.

"Hmph! Playing tricks! When have I, Bakal, ever been afraid? But you, you can talk, can't you? I thought you were mute!"

Bakal displayed a dismissive attitude and took the opportunity to make a sarcastic remark about the old man.

"However, in this last picture, both of us are present. What do you think?"

Luke, wearing a three-lens reflex, couldn't see his expression. He just stared at the last image, his beard twitching slightly, without saying a word.

Bakal didn't ask any further questions; he spread his wings and flew into the air.

"Haha! Thank you, old man!"

Meanwhile, in Brooklyn, Rosso, who was attempting to summon spirits from the spirit world, seemed to sense something and stopped what he was doing as soon as he approached Arad.

There is basically no large-scale accumulation of spiritual matter on this planet, which means that this spiritual matter has been absorbed.

In other words, there is a world unique to this planet, similar in nature to the spirit world, which exists beneath the normal space and absorbs these souls.

Is it the underworld?

Once the demon realm had completely stopped, Rosso immediately tore through the interdimensional space and appeared outside the atmosphere of Planet Arad.

As Rosso saw through the rules of order on the planet Arad, an ethereal voice entered his mind.

"Outsider, please do not disrupt the cycle of life here!" The voice carried undisguised disdain.

The owner of the voice clearly understood Rosso's true nature. As the embodiment of natural death, He obviously disliked Rosso, who could disrupt the cycle of life.

"Although I don't understand why you're hostile towards me, who are you?"

Rosso was baffled by this unfounded hostility. Shouldn't it be common sense to introduce oneself before greeting someone?

"I am darkness, I am the cycle, they all call me Ushir." The voice was no longer ethereal, but rather carried a touch of holiness.

"Is it the embodiment of the concepts of darkness and the cycle of life? Has the concept of God been given human characteristics?" Rosso pondered.

"It seems that faith is a bit unscientific."

Rossouhill understood where the inexplicable hostility came from.

Natural death is, in a sense, the cycle of life, and this rule will automatically exclude all life that is not in the cycle.

Rosso himself has taken in many souls that should have entered the cycle of life, so it's normal that he's not well-liked by Uhir.

"You mean you have no say in unnatural deaths, right?"

The voice did not sound again, but Rosso also realized that this kind of rule-will, similar to the Heavenly Way, generally does not care about things that are not within its rules.

"Although they possess humanity, it's not much, which makes things easier!"

"I know, I won't interfere with the cycle of life!" Rosso agreed readily. As for touching Him, Rosso shook his head. Bullying a child and ruining someone's livelihood—he couldn't do that!

"Since Uhir only cares about natural death, then what he sensed before must have been the underworld. Souls that die unnaturally will eventually return to the underworld."

Does this mean that if the spirit world wants to develop further, it will have to compete with the underworld for resources?

Although the identity of the Lord of the Underworld is unknown, the development of the Spirit Realm is related to Rosso's own strength and is also the key to ensuring that he can successfully resist the Outer Gods in the future.

If they can't win, they don't know if the spirit world will be defeated, but the underworld is guaranteed to be defeated.

The wheels of progress have already started turning. Those who stand in the way will either become spectators on the sidelines or become dregs under the wheels. There is no third possibility.

"Let's go check out the Underworld first; maybe we'll find a surprise." With that thought, Rosso traveled to the Underworld, following the location he had sensed earlier.

The underworld, a cold space filled with a thin mist of fragmented souls, with countless points of light wandering among the mist.

Charon, the key-bearer of the underworld, is patrolling the River Styx, fulfilling his daily duties.

Knowing the underworld intimately, he realized the moment the space fluctuated.

"Something that doesn't belong to the underworld has broken in!"

Caron, carrying his longsword, also tore through space and rushed toward the intruder's location.