Primordial Era: The Witch Clan's Dog-Headed Strategist

God pondered:

"If you create something from something purely negative, the resulting creatures will likely be full of destruction and violence, and difficult to control."

"No need to control it."

Hongjun said coldly,

"What we need is a weapon that can tear apart the primordial chaos and deplete the protection."

Why should a weapon be gentle?

All we need is for it to be able to charge, destroy, and devour.

As for whether it will backfire on us.

The day it conquers the primordial world will be the day we discard it like worn-out shoes.

The four rulers exchanged a glance and slowly nodded.

"Very well," Zeus said, "then let's build it!"

"Create," God said.

"Create it," Odin said.

"Create it," Brahma said.

The five rulers finally reached an agreement.

They will join forces to create an unparalleled ferocious weapon capable of tearing apart the primordial world, using all the negative things in the world!

The place of creation was chosen to be a chaotic abyss outside the Hongjun Divine Realm.

There, the chaotic energy was most concentrated and most violent, as if it contained the deepest darkness and chaos within this primordial chaos.

The five rulers are positioned in the five directions of the Chaos Abyss, surrounding the abyss in the center.

Hongjun stood in the center, with the Jade Disc of Creation slowly emerging above his head, showering down endless mysterious radiance.

He formed a hand seal and said in a deep voice:

"Fellow Daoists, follow me and summon the negative forces of this world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five rulers attacked simultaneously.

Using the Jade Disc of Creation as a guide, Hongjun cast a vast power of law into the abyss of chaos.

That power of law, like an invisible summons, spread out into the depths of chaos and the boundless world.

Zeus raised his thunderbolt and roared:

"Resentment! Hatred! Violence! Hear my command, gather!"

The lightning bolts on the spear seemed to draw in all the violence and destruction in the world.

God stood in holy light and spoke slowly, but his voice carried a hint of coldness:

"Greed! Envy! Pride! Hear my command, gather!"

The holy light seemed to transform into an invisible net, gathering all the greed and arrogance in the world.

Odin, leaning on his spear, his single eye flashing with a cold light: "Fear! Despair! Death! Hear my command, assemble!"

Ancient runes lit up on the spear, as if summoning all the fear and despair in the world.

Brahma sat serenely upon a lotus, reciting the four hymns in unison:

"Slaughter! Chaos! Calamity! Hear my command, gather!"

On that lotus flower, the power of birth and death, the cycle of reincarnation, flowed, as if drawing away all the killing and chaos in the world.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose and dark clouds surged within the chaotic abyss.

In the depths of that chaos, in the boundless world, all negative things were rejected by light, suppressed by order, and driven away by good intentions.

Resentment, greed, violence, fear, jealousy, killing, destruction, despair, chaos, and calamity.

As if summoned by some force, they broke free from their restraints and transformed into countless black torrents, surging and converging from all directions toward the chaotic abyss!

How many negative things are there?

The darkness and malice accumulated over countless worlds, countless beings, and countless eras have all converged here.

The black torrent grew thicker and deeper, and gradually, it condensed into an unimaginably vast, pitch-black mass of turbid air within the chaotic abyss.

Within that murky air, the faint howls of countless vengeful spirits could be heard.

Countless whispers of malice and countless desperate cries seemed to pour out all the malice in the world.

Hongjun stood outside the turbid air, gazing at the enormous mass of turbid air, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:

"Good, good! All the negative elements of countless worlds have gathered here. Now, it's time to forge them into a single body!"

He raised his hand, and the Jade Disc of Creation above his head shone brightly.

On the jade disc, countless patterns of laws lit up simultaneously.

It transformed into a vast force of creation, slowly enveloping, compressing, and condensing that enormous mass of turbid energy.

That power of creation, like an invisible hand, gradually molded that chaotic turbid energy into the outline of a human figure.

The four rulers also stepped in to help.

Zeus tempered his muscles with thunder, and God strengthened his body with holy light.

Odin shaped his soul with the power of death, while Brahma endowed him with the power of reincarnation, granting him the ability to regenerate endlessly.

Five forces intertwined, together shaping that enormous body.

Within the chaotic abyss, the turbid energy surged ceaselessly, gradually solidifying.

A colossal, terrifying body slowly took shape from the murky air—

What a body it was!

It was over ten thousand feet tall, its entire body a nauseating dark green, its skin rough like crocodile skin, yet covered with sticky, constantly wriggling mucus.

Its head is that of a huge octopus.

The head had no facial features, only a huge mouth that stretched across the entire head and was covered with countless tentacles.

Countless tentacles emerged from that mouth, wriggling, waving, and dripping dark green mucus, as if trying to devour everything in front of them.

Its body, however, is humanoid.

That robust body, covered with strange patterns.

Those thick, powerful limbs, those sharp claws that seemed capable of tearing everything apart, were no different from those of humans.

It was as if a giant had been forcibly fitted with the head of an octopus.

Behind it, there was a pair of huge, tattered bat wings.

The membrane on those wings was already riddled with holes.

As if corroded by something, it still stubbornly and slowly fanned itself, each fan bringing with it a foul-smelling gust of wind.

The monster stood in the depths of the chaotic abyss, as large as a mountain and as ferocious as a nightmare.

Its countless tentacles waved incessantly.

Its tattered wings fluttered slowly.

Its empty, eyeless head slowly turned toward the five rulers.

Although they had no eyes, it was as if some invisible gaze was fixed on them.

In the chaos, even the sound of the wind seemed to have stopped.

Zeus gazed at the monster, a rare hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes:

"This...this is the monster we created?"

Hongjun stood beneath the Jade Disc of Creation, gazing at the enormous monster, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes:

"Indeed. This is the first demon we forged from the negative elements of the boundless world."

It embodies resentment, greed, violence, fear, jealousy, killing, destruction, despair, chaos, and calamity; its entire being is the embodiment of negativity.

It has no reason, no emotions, only an endless desire for destruction and devouring.

It is our first sharp blade to conquer the primordial wilderness!

The figure of God in the holy light slowly spoke:

"Is this monster under our control?"

"No need to control it."

Hongjun said coldly,

"We only need to give it a target, and it will pounce on that target like a ferocious beast."

Its goal is the primordial wilderness!

He raised his hand, pointing towards the depths of chaos, towards the primordial world, and said in a deep voice:

"Go, demons! Go to the primordial wilderness! Tear apart the protection of Pangu, and devour the flesh and blood of the primordial wilderness."

Go and trample for us the fattest prey since the beginning of time!

The enormous demon seemed to understand his words.

Its countless tentacles suddenly began to dance wildly.

Its enormous mouth, covered in tentacles, suddenly opened, letting out a shrill roar that seemed to tear the soul apart.

That roar seemed to gather all the resentment and malice in the world, echoing for a long time in the chaos.

Suddenly, the monster flapped its wings, those tattered bat wings.

Suddenly unfurled, its enormous body, like a streak of dark green lightning, roared towards the depths of chaos and the primordial wilderness!