Chapter 930
Alaric and the Tower of the Black Sun: A Bloodbath in the Abyss!
Chapter 930 Alaric and the Tower of the Black Sun: A Bloodbath in the Abyss!
At the boundary between light and darkness, inside the largest public library within the Meili Ruins.
Alaric was searching through the documents. "The difficulty of improving the Golden Bloodline is higher than that of ordinary bloodline modification. Those who are not born with the Golden Bloodline will find it difficult to truly obtain the corresponding power even if they undergo bloodline modification. However, there are some very dangerous Golden Bloodline modifications that require taking risks, a bit of luck, and making decisions."
“Locke is right. To become a second-circle wizard, one must have the courage to break through the limits of one’s race a second time.”
"Bloodline is innate. Since we are going to break through the limit a second time, why bother about innate abilities?"
Alaric searched for a long time, sweating profusely, but he was puzzled by one thing: the dangerous golden bloodline modification that he could previously come into contact with by chance was something he couldn't find now, no matter what.
Alaric's eyes widened in confusion.
At this moment, the fighting spirit that Locke had just inspired in him was once again dealt a blow.
"No, Lord Augustine went to great lengths to encourage me. If I give up now, it would be too unfair to him for all the effort he put into me."
Alaric found a first-class wizard apprentice in the library and instructed him, "Where is the set of books on 'Forbidden Creature Bloodline Modification' in this library? It's the work of the great wizard Boggsug."
The first-class wizard apprentice, a generalist, immediately whispered, "Is it the work of that forbidden archmage? Lord Alaric, the White Wizarding Association banned his book a few days ago."
"So it's no longer here."
Alaric was struck dumb.
"Banned? Why?"
"Why?"
The first-class wizard apprentice bowed to Alaric, then raised his right hand and pointed to the sky.
Alaric immediately understood what had happened.
The great wizard Borgshugger was controversial as a sun-ring wizard. Many people believed that his many outrageous researches as a sun-ring wizard had exceeded the limits of his abilities. However, many wizards in the liminal zone protected him, but many of his dangerous experiments eventually reached the ears of the heavens.
It now appears that the ethics review committee of Mysterious Heaven has determined that this person and his research constitute illegal content and has begun a complete ban.
The first-class wizard apprentice bowed to Alaric again, then whispered, "Grand Wizard Bogsug just entered the wizard prison at the boundary between light and shadow a few days ago."
"His dangerous experiments and spellbooks, which led to the tragic deaths of many wizards, have also been sealed away."
Alaric paused, as if he had found a glimmer of hope, and said, "Sealed up? Put in the wizard prison at the border of light and darkness? Doesn't that mean he can still conduct research there? This is the protection our White Wizard Association is providing for him..."
The first-class wizard apprentice of the Generalist school bowed again.
"Yes, sir. You know these things better than I do."
Alaric's eyes flickered. If that were the case, then he might be able to obtain the relevant magical inheritance as long as he entered the wizard prison.
Besides, the great wizard Boggsug is currently in dire straits and needs people to do his work, so perhaps if he could go to that wizarding prison, he could…
But the next moment, the words of this first-class wizard apprentice extinguished the hope that had been burning in his heart.
"The great wizard Boggsug is imprisoned in the wizard prison of the Cold Mountain Ruins, the place located at the top of Cold Mountain."
The hope that had just ignited in Alaric's eyes vanished instantly.
The Cold Mountain Ruins are dangerous because they were the main battlefield at the border between darkness and light, the first area invaded by foreign enemies, and the gateway to the wizarding world.
Because Alaric grew up in the border region between the light and the dark, he grew up listening to that history.
Long ago, an enemy invited the foe of the wizard civilization from beyond the endless void to invade the border between darkness and light. Two of the three great gods came; the other two gods, except for the Titan Kings, did not come.
There are even beings in the deepest depths of the abyss.
As the center of that battlefield, the Cold Mountain Ancient Ruins completely reversed and changed the laws of the plane. Therefore, that place is no longer suitable for ordinary wizards and mortals to live in. However, because the battlefield left behind a lot of useful resources, some of which only existed in the past and have ceased to be produced now, the Cold Mountain Ancient Ruins still retains a cluster of cities.
Alaric said, "Then..."
Suddenly, he heard a sound behind him like a cane hitting the ground.
He turned around and saw a human wizard he had never seen before. He was wearing a white wizard's robe, the style of which was the same as the ancient wizard's robes of the past, as if he were an ancient person who had come to the modern world.
He kept tapping his walking stick on the ground, making a sound like drumbeats as he walked.
His beard was meticulously trimmed, his face was completely hairless, and his hair and sideburns were very neatly styled.
"Alaric?"
Alaric looked at the wizard with suspicion, sensing the terrifying golden bloodline emanating from the wizard and the high level of that bloodline.
Alaric looked at the wizard with a puzzled expression.
"Is there something you need, sir?"
"We haven't met before, have we? Why can't I sense your magical pressure...?"
His expression changed slightly, which meant that the other party was either a mortal, or was wearing a high-level magical artifact that concealed magical pressure, or was at least a third-ring wizard.
Alaric immediately bowed to him.
The ceremony at the boundary between day and night was solemn; he bowed at a ninety-degree angle and lowered his head.
The meticulously groomed, refined-looking wizard, leaning on his cane, sighed and then smiled, saying, "I see. Old friend, it seems time has indeed changed many things."
Alaric lowered his head, pondering the wizard's meaning.
"Sir, do we know each other before?"
The wizard chuckled softly.
"I know you, of course I know you. Didn't you guide me into the wizarding civilization? Do you still remember the name Tower of the Black Sun?"
Alaric looked up in confusion.
The wizard continued, “The name Alaric is no ordinary name. It’s a pity you remember nothing. That’s right, so many years have passed. I never expected to meet an old friend like you here. Congratulations, but it’s a pity you have failed, Your Majesty King Alaric. Seeing you reduced to this state, I even feel pity.”
Alaric bowed again.
“My lord, I don’t understand a word you’re saying. I’ve already been tested, and I can’t possibly be a reincarnation. The Golden Dynasty tested me when I was born. This is a benefit that every Golden Noble enjoys.”
"I think you've mistaken me for someone else."
The wizard smiled and didn't argue.
"That's true. According to the rules, there are indeed two people. But I came here to find the source of the trouble, and I unexpectedly encountered you here. I need to borrow your memories."
“Originally, I would have destroyed your memories and secretly led you to your destruction. But considering that we are old acquaintances and that you were once my benefactor, I can refrain from doing so.”
Alaric was startled. He tried to back away, but found that the first-class wizard apprentice behind him seemed to have time stopped, or rather, time was frozen. He was slowly opening his mouth. What should have been a one-second action now seemed to be stuck in a deep, infinite loop, and he could not complete it quickly.
"you……"
Alaric was all bark and no bite.
"This is the Golden Dynasty..."
The wizard's finger touched his forehead, and the next moment, his finger lit up.
Then, the wizard closed his eyes, and immediately flicked the finger that had touched Alaric's forehead, and instantly a portrait of Locke Augustine appeared in mid-air.
Alaric asked, "Lord Augustine?"
The wizard glanced at the portrait with a puzzled look.
"Hmm? It's not an old friend. I thought it was some old friend causing trouble in the dark, but it turns out it's just a small fry."
The enthusiasm in his eyes receded as quickly as the tide; if that were the case, he wouldn't have needed to take action himself.
But in the next instant, the wizard's pupils suddenly shrank.
"A second-ring level dragon bloodline? Impossible. This is impossible. What is the Black Sun Tower doing in this era, actually allowing an outsider's dragon bloodline to evolve to the second ring level?"
How did he repair the broken road?
The wizard's eyes were filled with murderous intent the next moment.
"Unforgivable. This man must die."
"Should we notify the Black Sun Tower headquarters? Hmm?"
"A mere third-ring wizard dares to scheme against me? How laughable! Do you think you have the ability?"
The wizard closed his eyes, and then a peach blossom appeared on his forehead. The peach blossom appeared eerily on his forehead, releasing an eerie magical glow.
"This is..."
If Locke were here now, he would definitely recognize this spell as the "Heart Spell," an original spell created by the witch Catherine, which only she and her students can use.
The wizard looked displeased.
"A third-ring wizard actually managed to outwit me. He can no longer contact my true body, nor can he send back the information he obtained. This half of my body can't return to my original form, and I can't even return to the Black Sun Tower of this era. This spell..."
At this moment, a giant demonic peach appeared in his sea of consciousness; it was none other than the Dragon View Peach King.
"A third-ring wizard actually dared to scheme against me like this. Could it be that she's getting close to a fourth-ring wizard?"
Now he only had one option left. The Peach Heart Curse suppressed half of his body in this era of the wizarding world. The demonic peach transformed into the Dao, pressing down on his body, making him like a bird bound by a large rock, unable to take flight and only able to walk on the ground.
Now, he has no choice but to use this half-body to kill that dragon boy who has usurped his bloodline.
However, he doesn't need to worry.
At worst, we can just kill that witch called the Red Dragon Witch.
'This person is incredibly cunning. She didn't know of my existence, or at least not my exact whereabouts, yet she still managed to scheme against me through Alaric. Her meticulousness would have made her a powerful figure in the past. However, my Black Sun Tower regards such so-called powerful figures as mere dogs.'
'It seems this trip will inevitably involve Mount Jinmian.'
'Alaric, however, could be of some use.'
He looked at Alaric and said, "Alaric, do you want to break through the limitations of your bloodline? Seeing you fall to this state, I can't bear it. Let me tell you a good way that is only for you."
Alaric immediately asked, "What is it?"
"This is a stick of incense. Once you light it, you can connect with certain beings from the past, and you can use it to make some deals. However, you will need to make offerings to the Tower of the Black Sun. From now on, you must offer the first sacrifice to the Tower of the Black Sun in every ritual you perform."
"You must uphold the sacrificial rites of the Tower of the Black Sun. You have now joined my Tower of the Black Sun."
Alaric didn't care about all that. As a wizard, profit was definitely the most important thing. He swallowed and asked, "Sir, if I join your Black Sun Tower, can I become a second-circle wizard?"
The wizard, leaning on his cane, suddenly laughed and shook his head.
“How pathetic, Alaric.”
"never mind."
"Of course. You just need to make good use of this sacrificial ritual."
"Furthermore, saying that you have joined the Black Sun Tower does not mean that you have joined the headquarters of the Black Sun Tower, but only that you have entered the sphere of influence of my Black Sun Tower. These are two different concepts. In the world of my Black Sun Tower, as long as you accept the sacrificial ceremony, it means that you are one of the living beings under the management of the Black Sun Tower. From now on, you must treat my Black Sun Tower with respect."
A look of doubt flashed in Alaric's eyes.
But he still accepted the incense stick from the mysterious wizard, whose every word he couldn't understand.
The next moment, Alaric found that the wizard in front of him had disappeared. He raised his head in confusion and looked around, unable to determine whether what he had just encountered was a dream.
Alaric looked at the incense in his hand.
It's not a dream!
The first-class wizard apprentice, a generalist, bowed to Alaric, then looked curiously at the incense that had suddenly appeared in his hand before turning and leaving.
Alaric thought of something.
"By the way, that mysterious person is also trying to find memories related to Locke from me. I should inform Locke."
Accepting the mysterious man's favor is one thing, but betraying a friend is quite another.
The wizards of the border region between the obscure and the bright would not betray their friends for a little benefit.
Therefore, Alaric believed he should tell Locke about this.
He quickly activated the communication system at the boundary between darkness and light—Golden Lake Scenic Spot—and then told Locke everything that had just happened.
What puzzled Alaric was that Locke did not reply immediately.
……
Deep within the abyss, Locke discovers that he has actually been swept into the vast abyss world by the mutated dragon that twisted off his dragon finger.
What Locke found troublesome was that the connection between his main body and his two clones had now been severed.
At this moment, all his consciousness was contained within this ancient tree fruit clone.
Locke thought about a solution for a long time and finally came up with the most practical solution—'log off'.
As long as this clone is destroyed, one can completely free their consciousness from the abyss environment, and then preserve the remaining clone and the original body.
However, this method is extremely harmful to oneself. At the crucial moment of applying for the special grant, if this method is used, it is very likely to affect one's chances of getting the second-level grant project that allows entry into the key laboratory.
Locke sensed that the Abyss was constantly pouring its power into his clone, especially the Abyss energy from the Eye Demon's part.
He had a feeling that if he were willing to fall into the abyss, the abyss would immediately gather power to enter his position and forcibly elevate him to the status of a Star Ring Wizard.
The entire abyss was pulsating constantly, as if inviting me to join it as soon as possible.
If the Golden Dragon's magic is open source, then the entire Abyss World is essentially an open source world!
Of course, this open source is likely only true for specific individual wizards; for ordinary wizards, the Abyss might be quite 'aloof'.
There's a problem, though. Currently, there's only one second-ring Eye Demon in the Abyss, the Supreme Eye Demon, right? If I were to join the Abyss, how would the Supreme Eye Demon fit in?
Locke summoned the demonic dragon Rose and flew into the sky, wanting to see which level of the abyss he had been dragged to by that mutated dragon. He hoped it was just a surface level, so that it would be easier to get back.
He then saw a world that was intricate and complex, filled with floating continents, each a rectangle of varying sizes but all in a neat shape.
There are mountains, rivers, valleys, and oceans on it, and each floating continent has a different terrain.
Like stars scattered across the sky, like chessboards laid out in a row.
where is this?
There was no sun in the sky; the sky was dark red. That dark red light was the only source of light in this world, so much so that everyone living in this world saw the world through a dark red filter.
This is very depressing.
Locke landed on the first floating continent he arrived at. There, he saw two demon races fighting. One demon had ram horns on its head, a pair of bat wings on its back, a black halo on its head, a trident in its hand, and exquisite plate armor on its body. The plate armor had special runes on it. Although it was not a magical creation, it was clear that it possessed the power of civilization.
The other demon race had no equipment or weapons, and their appearance was bizarre and chaotic, with no fixed shape. Even the number of their limbs varied; some had two heads, some had five arms, and some resembled wild beasts while others looked like humans...
Its skin is just gray.
That's their only thing in common.
Of course, they also have something in common: they are all energy life forms.
They are the demons of the abyss.
And the other party was clearly not another demon from the Abyss Demon Clan!
Those demons were like an army, with strict discipline and unwavering obedience. Although their numbers were far fewer than those of the Abyss Demons, they were able to turn the tables and overwhelm the Abyss Demons with their strict discipline.
"Those are demons from hell, aren't they?"
"This is the Endless Bloodbath? Then isn't this the first level of the Abyss?"
Locke felt something was wrong, because if it was the first layer of the Abyss Plane, then why was the Aberrant Dragon mutilating itself there, using such a sacrifice to send itself here, only to end up in the first layer of the Plane that it could leave at any time?
This shouldn't be the first plane of the Abyss. Locke heard the cry for help and saw an old Mammon demon with a hunched back. He only had the magic pressure of a first-class wizard apprentice, a mere 200 points. He seemed to be injured and was dragging his injured left leg as he fled.
"Help me! Someone please save me! I've been injured by those damned Bato demons! Someone please save me..."
His cries for help attracted the attention of some young abyssal demons. A young male vampire beast demon, wielding his blood whip, ran up behind the old demon. He licked his lips and said, "Damn old thing, you're useless now, yet you still dare to make a sound. You actually thought a demon would come to your rescue."
"You old fool, obediently, I'll eat you up!"
The vampire beast roared and opened its blood-red maw, which split into four lobes filled with backward-curved sharp teeth. Then it charged at the old Mammon demon, who limped across the cold, rocky ground, dragging its injured leg and fleeing hopelessly.
He looked at Locke, who was standing to the side observing, with pleading eyes.
Whether it was an illusion or something else, the old Mammon demon said to Locke, "Lord of the Eye Demon, we are still at war. Our common enemy is the evil Order Demon race."
"The bad reputation of half the demons in the endless void is all due to the Order Demons. We are comrades, help me, save me, save me..."
His escape immediately attracted the pursuit of other demons, including a two-headed lizard demon who chased after him.
Soon, a Scorpion King Demon Lord with a first-ring of demonic pressure joined the chase. He was a humanoid demon with gray skin on his upper body and a scorpion-like lower body. He raised his two scorpion pincers and roared, "With a great battle ahead, you're killing each other! Get out of my way! That Mammon demon is my food. Get out of my way, I'm going to eat him!"
Clearly, this pursuit aroused the demon's appetite.
Immediately afterwards, the Scorpion King Demon Lord broke through the Lizard Demon and the Vampire Beast Demon, charging towards the Mammon Demon who was dragging its injured leg and trying to escape.
But the next moment, the demon Namman suddenly turned around, and his body suddenly swelled up. Then, his shriveled body developed well-developed pectoral muscles, and his body expanded inch by inch. He appeared to be wearing clothes that looked like belts.
He is not the Mammon Demon at all.
His magical pressure instantly expanded.
He is a level one torture mastermind!
He suddenly opened his blood-red maw and bit off the head of the Scorpion King Demon, whom he, the sixth brother, had schemed against.
The two low-level demons who had been chasing him were instantly shocked and began to tremble.
Because they had just been chasing after a high-level demon.
The torture demon chuckled and said, "You're all young people, falling for such a simple fishing trap. Hahaha... Thank you for helping me devour a high-level demon. You're quite the actors. From now on, follow me. Come on, let's go somewhere else."
A figure landed in front of them.
The torture demon's face darkened. He looked at Locke with a gloomy expression and asked, "Lord of the Eyes, what do you want? Are you looking for death?"
The Torture Demon's hand began to deform. Two fingers of his right hand pointed forward like sharp weapons, while the remaining three fingers seemed to shrink, making his hand look like an iron hook that could snag flesh.
"What, do you want to eat me?"
"Eye Demon Lord, I'm not afraid of you. Among all the Abyss Lords of the same level, you've always been the weakest and the most talkative. You can only use your fragile words to compensate for your even more fragile bodies. Speak up, you..."
The next moment, his head was gone.
The vampire beast demon and the lizard demon were terrified.
They witnessed Locke simply reach out his hand, and the powerful Abyss Lord's head was crushed by Locke's two fingers.
The torture demon collapsed to the ground.
His body suddenly shattered into pieces. After Locke instantly destroyed the abyssal energy circulation core located in his head, the remaining abyssal energy in his body lost its self-awareness, and thus his limbs turned into four relatively low-level Mammon demons.
Because the linear evolution of the Mammon demon is the torture demon.
Then, the rest of his body transformed into an Obiga Worm Demon, a low-level demon with the peak of a first-class wizard apprentice. It was like a giant worm, dragging its massive body forward and grinding its enemies to death with its immortality.
His remaining skeleton transformed into countless Tanaris demons.
These are the lowest-ranking demons among the Abyss Demons.
"Interesting. Despite being the epitome of chaos, it possesses the most powerful evolutionary capabilities. Despite being such a chaotic place, it gives the demon races below you the opportunity to rebel. In this rapid ascent and mutual devouring, the hierarchy of the Endless Abyss simply cannot maintain its solidification for long."
Because the Endless Abyss connects to the Endless Void, many fallen souls enter the River of the Abyss and transform into Abyss Worms. Even the most powerful demons cannot restrict the path of devouring them. As long as it cannot be restricted, it will be common for the demons below to betray the demons above.
Especially since there are obviously no moral constraints in the abyss.
Locke turned to the vampire beast demon who appeared to be the most intelligent and whose eyes held the most fear, and asked, "Which level of the abyss is this?"
The vampire beast trembled with fear.
"Replying to your question, sir, this is the 445th floor of the Abyss!"
Locke was completely dumbfounded. No, how could the Endless Blood Battle happen on the 445th floor?
Legend has it that the deeper one goes into the Endless Abyss, the more powerful the plane becomes. The core of the Endless Abyss is suspected to be the 444th floor, because the Wizarding Civilization only reached the 444th floor of the Endless Abyss during the Great Void Exploration Era. Therefore, many textbooks state that the Abyss has only 444 floors in total.
Back then, the Wizarding World fought its way up to the 444th floor of the Abyss, forcing countless beings hidden deep within the Abyss to emerge, including even the legendary Abyss King.
That is, the direct manifestation of the world's will in the Abyss Plane.
There is also the legendary first evolved demon race—the Grand Duke Tanaris.
Tanarnian demons are merely low-level demons, one level above abyssal worms in the abyss. However, the Grand Duke of Tanarnian, the first to evolve into a Tanarnian demon, is described in many magic books as possessing incredible power, being the most terrifying being in the endless void, the greatest enemy of civilization, and a magic resistant being.
Locke never expected that the wizarding civilization had gone through so much trouble to reach the 444th plane, but now he was exiled to the 445th plane by that mutated dragon using magic, expelled from the historical magic model.
This is one floor lower than the 444th floor.
This directly proves that there are indeed more planes in the Abyss Plane.
The 444th plane is indeed not the traditional lowest level of the Abyss plane.
Locke suddenly realized what was happening.
“No. I need to immediately input the True Vision Crystal and then take the evidence back. Wouldn’t that allow me to publish a paper in a second-ring, first-zone journal right away, and maybe even win an award for it?”
Locke took out the crystal ball, which quickly cracked and then exploded, turning into a pile of useless fragments that were immediately swallowed and assimilated by the earth.
Locke slapped his forehead.
"I should have bought a better quality True Sight crystal ball. But judging from this, it would be impossible to record this without a True Sight crystal worth tens of millions."
Locke deeply regretted his actions.
Of course, he quickly composed himself. After all, he was just a person, and he wouldn't keep such a high-level magical artifact in his astral ring unless something was wrong.
It's still one of those consumable magical artifacts that's prone to breaking.
Locke turned to the two demons in front of him and asked, "Did you reach the 445th floor of Hell, or what? Why is the Blood War happening here?"
The vampire beast demon stammered, "We don't know either. We only know that a legion of Order Demons suddenly appeared on the 447th floor. They fought their way up and are now gradually fighting their way back."
Locke suddenly realized a terrible problem.
It seems my clone is stuck in this endless abyss due to a bug.
If I were on the 445th floor, wouldn't I have to climb up floor by floor like I'm taking an elevator?
Good heavens, even the demons of the Endless Abyss have to fight their way up bit by bit if they want to climb up, let alone themselves.
The only lucky thing was that before entering the abyss, he activated the abyss energy cycle hidden in his eyes in advance, making them mistake him for an abyss lord. This is why he was not besieged by the endless abyss demons. The wizard legion that once fought up to the 444th floor was forced to retreat under the fearless and relentless attacks of countless abyss demons.
Based on the information I've read, this is mainly because the wizarding civilization at that time was in its golden age, so they were extremely arrogant. They didn't come to conquer the Abyss, but to wipe it out.
This resulted in an unprecedented unity among all demons...
Locke's face darkened. If that was the case, then he would have no choice but to abandon this clone in the end.
That would require risking a huge magical backlash.
That damned mutant dragon, is that what he's planning?
Teleport the dragons into this hellish place.
Locke recalled the magic of the mutated dragon, but it wasn't a golden magic, nor was it an open source, so he couldn't reproduce it.
"But using archaeological magic and all my magical knowledge, could I recreate that magic based on its concept? Even just half of its effect would seem sufficient."
Locke shook his head, because he didn't actually have any good ideas.
Moreover, my current focus should be on figuring out what other ways this clone can save the situation.
If there's really no way to save him, how can he minimize the magical backlash he suffers?
While Locke was deep in thought, the lizard demon suddenly turned and ran away.
Locke looked up at the vampire beast in front of him and asked curiously, "Why don't you run away?"
The vampire beast knelt before Locke and said worshipfully, "Lord Eye Demon, I wish to pledge my allegiance to you."
"I want to pledge my allegiance to someone as powerful as you!"
Locke glanced at the vampire beast.
The next moment, half of the lizard demon's body, which had already run far away, was erased by an invisible force.
Locke said, "I like to nip things in the bud."
The vampire beast demon trembled with fear, for the eye demon before him had already killed all the demons within his field of vision, and now it was the only demon within his sight.
I've never heard of the Eye Demon being such a bloodthirsty demon.
The opponent was practically a fire demon.
No, even the Flame Demon is merely a demon manifested from anger, while this Eye Demon before us, despite his ruthless slaughter, remains remarkably calm.
This was something even the vampire beast demon couldn't understand.
Locke asked, "Since this is the 445th floor, what is it called, and what are its dimensional characteristics?"
The two demons were just killed by Peach Blossom Thorn Arrow magic.
However, at the moment he shot out, the speed was so fast that these demons could not see it with their naked eyes. So in the eyes of these demons, it was as if he had inexplicably crushed him with his fingers or destroyed him with his sight.
But actually, that's just because when I'm crushing low-level creatures, I benefit from my powerful strength and can do some fancy tricks that look good but aren't very useful.
Locke looked at the vampire beast demon who said he wanted to be his subordinate.
The vampire beast demon immediately said, "Floor 445 is the Evil Chessboard Plane. The land here is like a chessboard, divided into layer upon layer. If you don't eliminate your opponent, you can't leave this chessboard continent. Only by eliminating your opponent can you win and then enter the next chessboard."
"As long as you can keep winning, you can go to the top chessboard."
"The entrance to the 443rd level and the entrance to the 446th level are located at the top level."
"Hmm?" Locke looked at the docile vampire beast and asked, "What about the 444th plane of the Endless Abyss?"
The vampire beast's eyes were filled with doubt. "Does the Endless Abyss have 444 levels?"
"Lord Eye Demon, I have never heard of him."
Locke frowned, because in many articles he had read, it was mentioned that the core of the Endless Abyss was the 444th floor, although the 444th floor was not the bottom floor.
But it could be the most important plane in the endless abyss.
That's why it triggered the battle in which countless demons fought to the death to protect the 444th plane.
To everyone's surprise, the vampire beast told her that the 444th plane did not exist at all.
Is it hidden?
Locke looked up at the chessboard-like continents higher up. Each plane of the endless abyss had different characteristics, unlike the Dark World, which swallowed the world and turned it into a part of darkness.
After absorbing different planes, the Endless Abyss incorporates them as part of its own world entity.
"Those floating continents were actually a chessboard."
Locke was a bit bewildered. It turned out that this 445th floor was a miniature endless abyss, and only by constantly winning and losing on the chessboard could one enter a higher-level chessboard.
To leave this place, you need to keep winning.
I'm completely lost.
What should I do then?
Isn't this like being stuck in this world?
Is self-destruction really the only option?
At this moment, two enormous demonic figures appeared on the outer edge of the chessboard continent. The two enormous demonic figures seemed to be chess players and were divided into two factions. They were both second-ring level demons.
One was an abyss demon, a high-level torture demon, and the other was a hell demon, who looked like all the low-level hell demons, with ram horns, bat wings, wearing more advanced armor, and possessing more powerful soul power. His power turned into flames, as if to twist everything.
At this moment, the two high-ranking demons seemed to be chess players, reaching out their hands to the chessboard continent and moving the pieces on it.
This still appears to be turn-based.
Locke noticed that when they were placing the pieces, they basically followed a turn-by-turn system.
In other words, you deploy one legion, and I deploy one legion.
However, the size of the Abyss Demon Legion is generally five to six times that of the Hell Demon Legion, and they just charge forward in a massive, chaotic mass when a battle breaks out.
There were no tactics whatsoever.
A Star Ring Magic Plant—the Sky-Piercing Jujube—appeared in Locke's hand!
The jujube, about the size of a matchstick, appeared in his palm and spun rapidly. With each spin, it grew thicker and longer.
It was surrounded by a halo composed of seven emerald green spell models.
This is my modified version of "A Lone Tree Cannot Support the Whole Plant," which I barely managed to apply to this Star Ring Demon Plant.
At this moment, the high-level torture demon stretched out his palm towards the earth and placed it on a large plain.
"I'm placing nine legions here."
The Order Demon opposite him had a flicker in his eyes, pondering the significance of the other party placing an army there.
In fact, even he has to abide by the laws of this plane in the evil chessboard, so it becomes a turn-based system.
Moreover, both sides have a commander's flag. If the commander's flag is captured, the other side loses and can only fall to the next floating continent.
'My banner is in the mountains beyond this plain. Am I positioning the majority of my army here to decide the outcome in one decisive battle?'
'Don't let the other side dictate your pace.'
'But we can't afford to be careless.'
The Order Demon placed his large hand on the high mountain of the plain, "I have placed three legions here for defense, which is one-third of my legions."
Just as the two high-ranking demons were contemplating their strategy, the next moment, an enormous, sky-piercing jujube stretched out into the distance, then pierced the sky, igniting flames, before falling from the sky and annihilating all twelve demon legions with a single blow.
The entire continent was torn apart, cut in half, and split into two pieces.
At this moment, both high-ranking demons who were playing chess were stunned.
Locke stood on the shattered continent and said to the vampire beast behind him who was loyal to him, "You mean that every game in the Evil Chessboard plane must have a winner to end the game? What if they both lose at the same time? Hmm... the most likely scenario is a rematch."
"But what if the person dies and the match can't be replayed?"
"No, this way the dimensional rules can still be explained; at most, it will just permanently trap us. So the best way is to make them all the victors, so that the 'sole victor' rule in this dimension can no longer be justified!"
Locke spent a long time communicating with the vampire beast demon, and after exploring the area himself, he discovered that no matter which way he went, he couldn't leave this abyss plane.
He was practically stuck there by that deformed dragon.
So he went straight to the root of the problem, disrupting the rules of this layer of the evil chessboard and throwing the entire plane's rules into chaos, to see what would happen and perhaps a new turning point would emerge.
(End of this chapter)