Chapter 745
The Great World's Will's Judgments Were All Wrong
The will of the abyss is no longer feigning weakness; the will of the spirit realm and the will of hell have also revealed their true forms.
Despite remaining wary of each other, the three parties unusually coordinated some of their forces to meticulously set up a complex network of traps, layered and fraught with danger, around the perimeter of the Demon God's ascension site.
The decaying miasma of the abyss, the illusory echoes of the spirit world, and the violent flames of hell intertwine to form a web, further concealing numerous contingency plans and annihilation measures targeting those who transcend, making it a veritable inescapable trap.
[We await the fish to take the bait, then unleash a thunderous strike to avenge our previous humiliation.]
The wills of the three great worlds closely monitored every ripple of the rules, awaiting the reappearance of that familiar, abhorrent force of intervention.
Time ticked by, and the ascension ceremony to the Demon God drew to a close. The protective light of the supreme rules began to flicker and dim.
The combined power of these three wills is poised to be unleashed, stretched to its limit.
However, unsurprisingly, nothing unexpected happened.
There were no sinister whispers piercing the mind, no dazzling star trails traversing dimensions to descend, and no overwhelming, all-encompassing divine power rudely intervening.
The void was silent, save for the lingering ripples of the rules caused by the Demon God's own ascension.
Until the protective light completely faded and the Demon God was fully exposed to numerous locks, the Crimson Heart Society remained nowhere to be found, as if they had completely forgotten about this ascending Demon God, or perhaps had never even considered him.
The meticulously laid trap, suspended forlornly in mid-air, had lost its intended target, appearing both abrupt and laughable.
The three powerful wills, poised and ready as if facing a formidable enemy, were rendered stagnant and bewildered by this deathly silence of normalcy.
A feeling of being mocked spread through the unseen exchange of wills.
What happened?
What exactly is the Red Heart Society up to?
I initially thought that Chixin would only save the demons of the abyss and not the creatures of the spirit world.
[After all, the Crimson Heart Society has already saved the Heart Demon God, Star Demon God, and Source Demon God; under normal circumstances, they will likely intervene again.]
But why did they abandon everything when it came to the Demon God?
Were all our previous judgments wrong?
[Is their behavior logic simply incomprehensible by common sense?]
Or is this the beginning of a much larger, more unfathomable conspiracy?
Various suspicions and self-doubts arise at this supreme level of will.
In May of the year 2688 of the Extraordinary Calendar, the sacred realm of the Spirit World, shrouded in eternal radiance and peaceful melodies, was abruptly and violently torn apart by two shattering sounds.
[Aglius and Wang Meng, these two True Gods of Rules who have gradually gained a fearsome reputation in many worlds, descended in their true forms without warning, barging into the heart of what is considered the most orderly place among the three great worlds in the most brute and direct manner.]
Their objectives were shockingly clear, and their actions were utterly brazen.
The two War Gods of Rules charged straight into the core divine realm of the Spirit World, into the magnificent divine kingdom inhabited by eight goddesses who wielded the beautiful powers of light, life, dawn, healing, abundance, song, tranquility, and blossoming. There was no declaration of war, no negotiation, not even the slightest hint of maneuvering or probing; only the purest form of brute force and suppression of the laws.
The divine light of rules flowing around Agris possessed a severing quality that cut off all connections, brutally severing the goddesses' connection with their own divine realm, and even with some of the underlying rules of the spirit world.
[Wang Meng's perfectly refined combat rules transformed into an invisible domain, suppressing and annihilating all resistance and cries for help within a small space.]
[This plunder was swift as lightning. Before the gods of the spirit realm could fully recover from their shock and organize an effective defense, eight goddesses, symbolizing a portion of the positive essence of the spirit realm, were forcibly abducted amidst a radiant glow of shock, anger, and resentment.]
All that remained was a scene of utter devastation, the ruins of a divine kingdom in disarray, and an aura of unprecedented humiliation.
The will of the spirit realm, the magnificent collective consciousness that embodies the accumulated wisdom of the entire spirit realm over countless years, felt a fury rarely seen since its inception.
The sea of laws in the entire spirit realm surged with towering waves, its endless radiance turning cold and sharp, as if it were about to unleash the most thorough and primordial divine punishment, erasing those two audacious ants along with their very existence.
However, just before the anger was about to escalate into destructive action, a calmer quality prevailed over the purely emotional reaction.
His perception swept over Aglios and Wang Meng, clearly confirming their respective cultivation levels.
[He is undoubtedly a true god of rules. Although the nature of his power is unique and full of potential, in terms of absolute energy level and influence on the world, he is still nothing more than an individual that can be crushed at will before an existence like the will of the spirit world.]
While personally taking action could instantly avenge the defeat, wouldn't this act seem too degrading in the eyes of beings from higher dimensions?
[It seems the dignity of the spirit realm must be upheld by the will of the world itself, yet its countless deities have no usable troops?]
More importantly, the enigmatic shadow of its founder, which had always loomed over the Red Heart Society, forced the will of the spirit realm to suppress its anger and engage in a more deliberate and thoughtful weighing of options.
[Through these sporadic encounters and observations with the Red Heart Society over the years, both directly and indirectly, the will of the spirit world has not been without gains.]
He vaguely sensed a subtle difference in the founder's attitude towards the three great worlds.
[The Abyss's will often acts with greater targeting and an inexplicable resentment, and its attacks are the most frequent and direct.]
In comparison, while the will of hell is also suppressed, its intensity seems slightly less.
[As for the spirit world itself, apart from this blatant act of plunder, the intensity of past conflicts has actually been relatively low.]
This differentiated treatment, while making the spirit realm's will wary, also stirred a sliver of hope and calculation.
Perhaps, he himself was not the founder's primary target.
At the very least, before finding an effective way to confront or understand that being, it would be extremely unwise to escalate the conflict to a direct clash of world wills.
After all, no one wants to become the next target of continuous attacks and a constantly weakened authority; the fall of the Lord of Power serves as a cautionary tale.
The lessons of the Abyss's Will are still fresh in our minds.
[Upon considering this, the boiling rage of the spirit realm's will was forcibly restrained and cooled, transforming into a more roundabout and probing strategy.]
[Perhaps, we could try a different method to eliminate them!] (End of Chapter)