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Chapter 239: Knights of the Round Table kick Merlin in circles, beat him to death!

"Who is it! Which god has defied the will of Heaven and destroyed so many prosperous worlds!" Beelzebub trembled all over, his eyes seeing nothing but the black sun that was bound by countless chains of divine rules.

That's terrifying, absolutely terrifying!

The 'evil energy' has formed this enormous sun, which is over a hundred kilometers long, and has condensed into a 'sinful celestial body' that is over a hundred kilometers long, and is continuously releasing the 'evil energy'.

These sinful energies swept through the entire seven levels of hell like a sandstorm.

Countless demons stared in horror at the 'sun' that had suddenly descended upon the sky above the Seventh Hell.

Under the watchful eyes of the demons, the north and south poles of the black sun formed pillars of light, stringing the seven hells together like skewers.

"My God! A black sun!"

"Oh! Great, supreme, one God! Is it because we in Hell have no sun that you created a sun specifically for Hell?!"

"My supreme and only God!"

"Praise be to the supreme and one God!"

"Praise be to the supreme and one God!"

All the demons were baptized by the dense aura of evil, and they frantically raised their hands and shouted at the 'black sun'.

Although the 'aura of sin' has been flowing into Hell from various planets and parallel worlds, and the aura of sin in Hell is also very strong, the supply is not stable and can only be considered 'moderately prosperous'.

Now that a 'black sun' has descended, Hell has a stable source of 'evil energy' to supply all demons.

For demons, 'evil energy' is almost equivalent to 'spiritual energy' in the world of cultivation; of course, the more the better, and the higher the quality the better.

【Aaaaaaaahh ...

At the same time, screams that could only be heard by high-ranking demons of the count rank or above echoed from the Black Sun throughout the entire underworld.

This made them realize that the black sun was actually formed from the evil emanating from one person, which terrified them.

"Gulp~" Beelzebub snapped out of his daze and swallowed hard, cautiously approaching the black sun that was now fixed in the sky above hell.

That's terrifying. You have to understand that even if you wiped out all life on a life-bearing planet in a parallel world, leaving not even bacteria, the resulting evil energy would be equivalent to that of a supreme god at most.

As a demon king qualified to ascend to the 'Pantheon', his judgment is naturally excellent.

The evils emanating from this black sun have surpassed those of ordinary god-kings. At least, he felt that the pressure from the newly promoted 'contract god-king' was less than one-tenth of that from the black sun, but it did not reach the level of the 'Mother Goddess of Life' or the 'Goddess of the World Tree'.

“To reach that level, you’d have to slaughter at least a thousand parallel worlds.” Beelzebub swallowed hard as he approached the Black Sun.

The entire black sun resembles a sea urchin, with countless 'craters' on its surface, which is over 100 kilometers long and covered in black crystal. The craters spew out 'black gas' straight out of the craters, just like the tentacles of a sea urchin.

“I should be able to go in and check the situation.” Beelzebub took a deep breath of the thick black aura, and the demon instantly became more alert: “This is a terrifyingly high-quality aura of evil.”

Beelzebub prayed silently to the one God, but received no response.

For him, no response meant acquiescence. If it was something he was not allowed to do, he would definitely get approval, even if it was just the slightest bit of a reaction.

He was genuinely curious about what kind of person could be capable of such evil deeds as destroying so many worlds; even as the Demon King, he wouldn't dare dream of such a thing.

Beelzebub rushed into the 'crater' spewing black smoke.

The entire black sun seemed to be a living organism, with its channels resembling blood vessels.

For the Demon King, who was already preparing to 'ascend to godhood,' a mere hundred kilometers was a distance that should have taken only a moment to reach. However, the further he went in, the greater the obstacles became, and it took him a full minute to reach the core.

He could ascend to godhood upon reaching the ninth rank, but he was unwilling to merely condense a single 'Great Sin Power'.

Once you ascend to godhood, your powers will begin to shape your divine body. The more powers you have, the stronger your divine body will be. If you want to comprehend powers at the godhood level, you will lose the very precious process of shaping your divine body.

After all, the purpose of shaping a divine body at the sixth level of godhood is to transform one's own existence into an embodiment of rules when advancing to 'true god'. The more powers one has at the godhood stage, the more rules one has, and the stronger the divine body, the higher the quality of the rules.

If you want to advance to the level of a True God or even a 'Main God', then you need to comprehend more rules and master more powers when you reach the ninth level.

As the first demon king of great sin, Beelzebub was not content to stop at becoming a god; he at least wanted to be worthy of standing shoulder to shoulder with his brother Barbatos.

"Hiss—" Beelzebub walked to the core of the black sun, where there was a huge spherical cavity, and countless chains of divine order converged at the center from all directions.

At the center was an ordinary-looking human, with chains of order binding his head, neck, hands, feet, and even piercing through his collarbone.

The black, all-consuming evil energy was continuously drawn from his body along the 'Chain of Order' and dispersed in all directions.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—it hurts! It hurts so much!!!" Maris Billy struggled incessantly, his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were incredibly black, and an aura of evil emanated from his seven orifices like smoke.

"Hell...is this hell...? It hurts, it hurts so much...!"

Maris Billy roared incessantly. He didn't care about his life or death at all, but now he was neither alive nor dead, worse than dead. Even if he wanted to die, it was impossible.

This kind of pain has clearly far exceeded the limits of what the body and mind can endure, yet I remain perfectly lucid.

“Gulp… Who are you? What have you done…” Beelzebub trembled involuntarily as he looked at the struggling 'evil' body in front of him, his voice shaking.

This is outrageous! This person is enduring more than 'one hundred million' pounds of pain, and even if this continues for a whole day, the evil energy in his body is only slightly depleted.

If one were to continuously wash away sins with the pain of 'one hundred million', it would take at least 100,000 years to completely cleanse them.

"Who, who are you... Ahhhhh!!!" Maris Billy twisted and looked at the man flying towards him, his voice hoarse, but the next moment he screamed.

His stomach swelled up like an inflating balloon until it burst open when his body couldn't hold it any longer, and his internal organs spilled out.

The contents of his stomach did not fall down, but instead floated around him.

This is the center of the black sun, the center of gravity, so gravity is chaotic here.

After Marisbury's body exploded, it quickly recovered under the influence of the evil aura, only to explode again as the evil aura was released, in a never-ending cycle.

“Uh…” Beelzebub looked at the 'ingredients' floating in front of him and couldn’t stop drooling, his tie getting soaked.

"God-level, no, no, at least God-level ingredients... This is already the conceptualization of evil!"

But instead of rushing to pick it up, he was more interested in knowing who the person was and what they had done.

Beelzebub went straight to Marisbury and plunged his fingers into Marisbury's head with a thud. White, red, and black stuff gushed out from between his fingers like water balloons being squeezed out.

He doesn't need to worry about killing this 'thing'; being locked in the 'chains of divine order' of hell means that any damage will be instantly restored, and this 'evil' will remain immortal in the concept of 'evil'.

Beelzebub read a large number of memories, and the more he read these memories, the more violently his body trembled, and his face turned as pale as a whitewashed wall.

'Destroy a timeline spanning thousands of years, blasting away key historical moments.'

'Construct an artificial Root, cut tens of thousands of years of timeline into 'Losers,' and use them as fuel to activate the artificial Root, eroding and destroying the universe beyond Earth...'

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Beelzebub trembled as he withdrew his finger: "You, you beast, you are a damned demon! No, no, no demon would do such a thing, you are the ultimate devil!"

As far as he knows, more than 100 billion humans have been born in the five thousand years of Earth's history.

This destruction of the timeline occurred twice, once spanning three thousand years and once spanning tens of thousands of years, and not just in one world, but in countless parallel worlds of 'pan-human history'.

How many people have been killed by this? How many lives have been lost?

Beelzebub's legs trembled. If he weren't an elemental being, but a powerful demon king, he would have already wet his pants.

"This is too evil..." Beelzebub retreated instantly, and casually gathered up all the ingredients.

He quickly left the sealed place, fearing that staying there too long would cause him to be infected.

The pillar of light formed by the black sun pierced through the seven layers of hell, and the black pillar of light also became a new passage connecting the seven layers of hell, which will inevitably become a place that demons fight over.

After all, this is a pillar of heaven formed from evil energy.

Ice Hell

On the icy plains lies a massive city formed of solid ice, home to hundreds of thousands of demons. All of these demons are devoted followers of the 'Ice Queen' and are always ready to wage war.

In the center of the city stood a palace, not luxurious but rather quite simple. A woman dressed in a white naval uniform and wearing a naval cap walked out of the palace, her long, ice-blue hair reaching her hips and draped casually behind her. She raised her head, her ice-blue eyes looking at the black sun that was constantly emitting 'black energy' towards the icy hell, and grinned, exuding an ominous aura.

"Black sun, hehehe, hahahaha, it really makes my body tremble!"

"This melodious scream, this terrifying black aura, the total black aura generated by the sins on my body is far less than what this black sun generates in a single second."

"What kind of being could be so terrifying? A supreme god?" Esdeath looked at the sun and felt like an ant gazing up at the world's highest mountain.

It should be noted that the sins she committed were the result of the rampage and trampling of hundreds of thousands of alien races, yet they were far less than the radiance of the Black Sun in a single second.

Having reached the late stage of the sixth rank, she could hear the screams within the black sun and knew that the black sun was created by the sins emanating from a 'person'.

At that moment, a demon dressed in a tuxedo flew over quickly. Demons wear suits to be elegant; this is the demon etiquette created by the demon king Beelzebub. All demons will obey the king's orders unless a second demon king appears, and even then, it cannot be a demon king candidate.

"Reporting to Your Majesty! Count Juel the Demon is summoning his demons to the pillar of light of the Black Sun!"

“No need to worry, hehehe.” Esdeath grinned, her eyes full of arrogance and indifference: “So what if that guy I beat back back got to take over? He doesn’t have the corresponding strength to think he has it, but he’s just temporarily holding onto it.”

Jül, in demonic language and the culture of the One God Church, means 'the arrogance of God'.

What merit does a mere sixth-order demon count possess to be worthy of being given this true name?

She learned a lot about the world from the demons, including the positions of many gods, the creator of this world, and the supreme god who is 'God', 'the only God', and 'the law of nature'.

So after learning the meaning behind that guy's real name, she continuously organized wars to challenge him, to see just how powerful the demon who had obtained that real name was.

At first, she thought that guy barely deserved his real name, but when he actually backed down in the last one-on-one battle, she was disappointed and became contemptuous of him, concluding that he could not possibly advance to the seventh rank and could not possibly comprehend the 'Great Sin Rule'.

She had already vaguely sensed what the great sin rule that resonated with her was, and even had a premonition of when she would capture a trace of the rule.

The sin of arrogance: ['I' am my own God; everything I feel, touch, and think is worthy of being trampled upon, conquered, despised, and capable of overturning the entire existing order; a self-indulgent reverie of one's own superiority.]

"Hehehe, it'll be soon, very soon. Once I've cleansed away all my sins and good deeds, I will officially inherit the throne of the Arrogant Demon King!" Esdeath looked up at the sky, releasing her sixth-tier aura without restraint, enveloping the entire 'City of Conquest' in her aura.

All the demons looked in Esdeath's direction with fervor, and involuntarily knelt on one knee.

"Praise be to our Queen of the Frost Demons! Lady Esdeath!"

They either submitted to Esdeath's force or to her unparalleled arrogance. Esdeath conquered them with her charisma and strength, and after their submission, she treated them very well, which further eliminated any thoughts of betrayal from them.

Mold Hell

At this moment, in the forest of the Mold Hell, strange and bizarre hellish creatures were flying all over the sky. Their appearance was somewhat like abyssal monsters, but their essence was completely different. They were life forms composed of elements and sinful energy.

The demons of Mold Hell are only at the fourth rank at most. They all tremble with fear and dare not approach the forest. Their 'candidate demon king' is creating a terrifying army of monsters, and even if the demons approach, they cannot guarantee their safety.

"Wow, what terrible things did they do?" Rhein-Dort shook a glass bottle containing a pink fleshy ball as he looked at the dark sun in the sky.

"A witch like me, who has harmed the seven kingdoms of Teyvat, is like a recruit in front of me, no, like a baby."

She had already cleansed herself of her sins, and in doing so, she almost died. The pain of being overwhelmed by tens of thousands of sins was hundreds of times worse than when she was being corrupted by the abyss. She almost couldn't withstand it and lost consciousness.

“However, someone capable of committing such horrific crimes must possess unimaginable research value; their memories and knowledge are invaluable treasures.” Rheindoth crossed his arms, his eyes gleaming.